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Too Late, My Dragon Lord Ex

Too Late, My Dragon Lord Ex

Author: Rabbit
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Chapter 1 

Word Count: 1582    |    Released on: Today at 10:45

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ed through the spacious

own heavily onto the polished marble floor. A trickle o

f our Clan, instantly dropped to one knee, pulling the we

violent, invisible force slammed into my chest like a concrete wall. My bones groaned unde

ting Chamber-the sacred room I had poured six months of blood, sweat, and tears into preparing for our upcoming Mating Ceremony. Now, it was utterly defiled. The

e most was the garment An

was a single, shimmering dragon scale-Collin's own heart-scale. I remembered the night he gave it to me; he had kissed my forehead

y ignored my mother's tearful warnings, turned my back on my own family, and poured my late father's

ious roar snapped my attention back. His golden dragon eye

tgown right now! I won't take over your job as the Treasury Overseer, either... Lord Collin only let me stay here temporarily because my son i

she tilted her head slightly. From an angle Collin couldn't see at all, sh

oman in his arms, and the gaze he shot

self-righteousness. "Ansley's father died to save my mother! Since you are to be my wife, this is a life debt

escendingly, as if I were

Wearing this nightgown helps heal her damaged meridians! You are perfectly healthy, what does it matter if you lend i

over to give you a chance-a chance to show the entire Clan your mercy and generosity as the Dragon Lady! I was helping you build your authority! But you? Instead of appre

, gaslighting moral kidnapping, a

pocket. I meticulously wiped every single finger, as if I had just touched some infect

te disgust, Collin's fur

s like a mountain, attempting to force me to my knees. "Put away your disgusting arrogance!

ack, but I bit my lip until it bled. I would rat

my heart to protect me forever. Yet now, you casually drape that very vow, along with my most intimate gift, over your mistress to heal her. You let her defile my sacred nest. Now, under the hypocritical

uld actually withstand his aura. "I told you, she's

I cut him off, my vo

e. "What di

nd this parasite, you can keep her as well. I don't want any of this anymore. And I don't want you, either." I p

corridor. Ansley even forgot

hed across his face, finally settling into pure mockery and ab

ed with condescending pity and sarcasm. "Cristin, who do you think you're talking to? Without me, who do you think yo

t the burly guards shifting u

her and throw her into the Obsidian Tower! Lock her up for five days! Let her sober up in the cold,

ed to isolate the clinically insane. The obsidian material would completely da

idn't struggle. I simply turned around and w

unease in his eyes, creep

know was that I had

this Obsidian Tower marked the

pread rumors throughout the entire Clan that I had gon

The position of Treasury Overseer, which I had earned with

ion and secret psychological torment, I w

d, feral dragon," I was dragged to the execution

Collin was busy comforting a "frightened" Ansley and her

nd my heart like a poisonous v

Tower, listening to the hea

ness, a bone-chilling smirk c

olutely would not l

r open, I will personally shatter this disgusting bond. I will make sure you a

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Too Late, My Dragon Lord Ex
Too Late, My Dragon Lord Ex
“I was locked in a lone obsidian tower for ninety-seven days by my fiancé, Dragon Lord Collin Fleming. He claimed I was mentally unstable and needed protection, but it was just a pathetic excuse to dissolve our Dragon-blessed marriage contract for a pitiful widow named Ansley Wyatt. In my past life, I foolishly believed his lies about fulfilling a "life debt" to her and stepped aside, hoping he would remember my sacrifices. Instead, he forced me into a humiliating Rejection Ritual for her sake. I was cast out by my family, became the laughingstock of the entire aristocracy, and was left to rot in the slums. Eventually, I died of sickness on a cold, wet night, watching from afar as Collin and Ansley held a grand, magnificent wedding at Fleming Castle. Until my last breath, I couldn't understand. My family's wealth had saved his exhausted Dragon-crystal mines, and I had given him my absolute devotion. Why did my loyalty earn me a damp cell and a miserable death, while his shameless betrayal was celebrated as a noble romance? Opening my eyes again, I was back on the exact day he came to the tower to collect me. Looking at his perfectly crafted mask of guilt and tenderness, I sneered and completely avoided his outstretched hand. "Get your three thousand gold coins ready, Collin. Our engagement is over."”