Jilted Bride? I Married The Supreme Lord

Chapter 8

Word Count: 820 | Released on: 11/11/2026

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“I spent three years ruining my eyes weaving sea-silk to support my fiancé, Edmund. But when I used a scrying basin to check on him, I saw him pinning my adoptive sister, Genevra, against the seats of his luxury coach. "Genevra, you're my true salvation. That Spirit-less waste Katrina isn't fit to step through my gates." He claimed she was his savior because she rescued him from a collapsed mine. But the truth was, I was the one who sliced my wrist and endured the agonizing burn of poisoned iron to drag him out. Genevra had only stolen my bloodstained cloak. When I reported their illegal rendezvous in a restricted military zone and had them arrested, my own family turned on me. My uncle and mother summoned me, throwing a shattered teacup at my feet. They demanded I hand over my fiancé, my late father's crystal workshop, and my inheritance to Genevra as an apology. Edmund even had the nerve to offer to keep me as a lowly mistress while he married the thief. They thought because I was born without magic and couldn't grow a siren tail, I was just a piece of trash they could crush and discard. I didn't cry, and I didn't beg. I signed the annulment, crossed out the clause giving up my inheritance, and walked away. Then, I went straight to the most terrifying man in the empire, Augustus Mccall, the High Lord of Tides. Since they wanted to push me into the abyss, I would marry the supreme warlord who could make them all bow their heads.”