Gregory had always hated me. On our wedding night, he lifted my veil. As the red candles flickered, I was filled with joy, thinking that I had married the love of my life.
But to my surprise, Gregory looked distressed.
"Darling, is there anything bothering you?"
My mother said that a wife must learn how to read the room. Besides, my husband, Gregory, was no ordinary man. He was appreciated by the emperor. So, I must be careful around him.
"Rosa, can you allow me to marry Ellen and make her my other wife tomorrow?"
I could tell that he was relieved when he popped the question. It was as if his happiness depended on that.
For no reason, tears streamed down my face. I felt choked, and I couldn't utter a word.
Seeing me weeping helplessly, Gregory simply left the wedding chamber and stayed overnight in the study room alone.
I knew Gregory had a childhood sweetheart named Ellen Sean.
She was his first love, the love of his life.
I, on the contrary, in Gregory's eyes, was just a bad woman who took away the position of his beloved.
So, after the wedding day, he never entered my room again.
It took Gregory quite some effort to find a blood-soaked cloth bag on the roadside outside the capital.