Summary
Married for seven years, my husband has never once set foot in my bedroom.
He has someone he loves, an orphan girl he rescued from the battlefield.
She is bold and radiant, repeatedly provoking me: “So what if you’re the main wife? Aren’t you still left alone in an empty room?”
I smile lightly, offering no rebuttal, stroking Richie’s head and smiling faintly.
Raising a man is not as good as raising a dog.
Heaven knows how wonderful these days are, not having to manage affairs or serve a man.
But one day, after he made a trip to the palace, he suddenly changed.