Rejected Bride: My Mysterious Sovereign Husband

Chapter 6

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oals. Sitting before my small coral mirror after he stepped into the outer room, I unfastened my damp

y rough stone table, calmly wiping down a dark, ancient ha

d without looking up, as if he

fee to grease the wheels at the Defense Hub tom

ty as "A-Khora," the master rune-weaver whose sea-silk robes the high nobility begged to buy. Yet touching that

" Atticus paused his polishing cloth

erulean crystals," I said, naming a sum that would

htly, looking at me as if th

"I knew that sum would sound crazy to a border officer.

arguing. "Get some rest. I will go with y

or of my cottage before two House Reid stewards

ng the Outer Shoals coral workshop under your name!" The lead st

dward's seal and my stepmother Katherine Dickerson's signature. "On what gr

y deserter!" the steward barked arrogantly. "Your blood belongs to House Reid, so your pro

ving at my shoulders while ra

g, powerful hand shot over my shoulder and clam

bone echoed through the courtyard as

lue eyes colder than the bottom of a dead zone

m," h

g thugs in their tracks. Terrified of having their own limbs snapped, the steward scramb

at Katherine's neat, vicious signature at the bottom.

Oceanic Bank before going to the Hub," I sa

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Rejected Bride: My Mysterious Sovereign Husband

Ola Wilde Fantasy

“I waited at the sacred basin for my fiancé of three years to arrive for our wedding oath. I desperately needed his noble family's mana-crystals to save my dying grandfather. Instead of showing up, Dominic sent a public projection. He was kneeling beside my stepsister, Antonina, tenderly holding her hand. "Kenna, stop being so petty. Antonina is frail, don't you have a shred of compassion?" He broke our betrothal on the spot to comfort her. My biological father and stepmother immediately seized the opportunity. They announced Antonina would take my place as Dominic's bride and inherit the massive commercial empire I had secretly built for them. To silence me, my father froze all my accounts and plotted to sell me off to a lecherous, abusive old lord to secure more resources, leaving my grandfather to die. They thought I was just a powerless, gill-less outcast who survived on their charity. They truly believed their wealth and status came from their own bloodline, completely unaware that every single pearl bed and trade route was sustained entirely by my hidden magic. I didn't shed a single tear. I crushed my family crest, turned around, and bound my soul to a mysterious, towering soldier standing near the altar. Since my family and my ex wanted to steal my foundation so badly, I would cut off the vitality supply tonight and watch their stolen empire turn to ash.”