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Too Late, My Dragon Lord Ex

Chapter 4 

Word Count: 1009    |    Released on: Today at 10:45

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s handsome face distorting as if I had just slapped

y. For the Fleming family, whose Dragon-crystal mines were barely producing enough to

to the massive inheritance I foolishly handed over to you after my father's death, leaving my own mother struggling, three m

heaving heavily. The burly guards behind him sensed their mast

e met with his disgusted kicks and merciless betrayal. Now, the tables had turned. Seeing this arrogant

ulment gracefully, I will personally present the Fleming family's financial ledgers to the Elder Council. I will show every single

menacing step forward, and a suffocating, lethal draconic

t a flinch. "Try me. This is the Conrad estate. Lay one finger on me, and my f

ionality barely wrestled down his violent rage. The suffocating p

ridiculous annulment," he

Ritual' to the Elder Council tomorrow morning. We both know the ancient draconic laws, Collin. On

God's pact, face divine retribution, and

was desperately trying to figure out how the foolish, obedient girl who used to worship the ground he walked on had suddenly transformed into

thick and explosive, a

female voice shattered the tense

Coll

nd a surge of absolute

son, Pip, tightly in her arms. She was dressed in a faded, overly-washed linen dress. The wind gently fluttered

sneered inwardly. She just "happened" to follo

porated into thin air. It was instantly replaced by a sickeni

oward Ansley, his tone dropping to a sickeningly soft w

you were coming to confront Miss Conrad... I was so worried she would be angry at you because of me

Collin's chest and shot me a timid, terrified glanc

performance. I had even felt guilty for being too harsh on a

like a poison-laced dagger, perfectly mirroring the countless times he had chosen her over me in my past life.

tched their disgusting f

rts into Ansley's hair, completely obli

ssibly see, she locked eyes with me. The "terrified deer" look vanished instantly, replaced by a v

unstable to catch these subtle, venomous micro-expressions

nsley's grip on her s

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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."”