I'm Divorcing My Tyrant Husband

Alexander swallowed a laugh. he knew there would be no positive response from her. he knew it from the beginning.

'It's quite rude to say to the emperor, but.... If it's her words, it's not that bad.'

Alexander was a person who could tolerate quite a bit of the emotional part, provided it was gained or lost.

In fact, for the same reason, she tolerated quite a number of rudeness from Aisha.

He spoke softly.

"And I like the way you are."

He was a man who used to say nothing but lies for profit, but he was sincere enough to say this now.

And is it because the truth was delivered. Robelia felt like her heart was pounding for no reason.

".....Isn't it that you are misunderstanding? I didn't do this for you."

"Of course I know. If you get a chance once a day, you may get divorced. I know you're good and you've done it for your own satisfaction."

It was "self-satisfaction," and I never thought that this man would understand it. He was such an arrogant man, and Robelia had a long crush on him, so of course he was mistaken her for dressing up to look good for him.

It wasn't designed for him, but only for myself, and when I heard that, I felt a bit more agitated in my stomach, a strange feeling.

"I'm glad you knew.......That"

Robelia tried to speak in a coy way as much as possible, but the end of her speech became blurred without realizing it. Alexander, who looked at her with a soft look, smiled lightly.

"What's wrong? your cheeks are red."

"It's probably because of the lighting."

Robelia turned her head, pretending to be a pushover.

However, contrary to her desperate efforts to hide her face, only the reddish earlobe and neck color stood out.

'That's a big deal.'

Alexander held back the laughter that was about to burst.

'It might be more fun than I thought.'

He was not interested in making fun of others. In the first place, he was not interested in others and only saw it as a long-term term for his own interests and goals, so he could not have liked such personal mischief.

But recently, her reaction....... was very interesting.

'The same thing happened last Friday at the dinner party.

Still, when I think of the reaction she had at that time, a faint laughter came out.

It was also well known that the Marquis Wilhelm had recently been prominent.

The problem was that he was trying to increase his tax by intervening in the succession of the Lutican kingdom behind him.

'Under Imperial law, such acts are not illegal, so there is no justification to stop them.'

In addition, the intention is unknown, but a situation was caught that he was taking advantage of the fact that his estate was a change of the empire, and was taking advantage of the fact that he was taking away taxes and military supplies that were supported by the imperial family.

Alexander was never a good man to hand over this dubious movement.

Thus, when he tried to hire an ȧssassin to injure the Marquis, but robelia already made her first moved to the Marquis into an ink bowl.

The moment I saw robelia's extraordinary action, a flashy idea came to Alexander's mind.

'I have to use this situation as an opportunity.'

If Alexander was to persecute someone directly and politically, of course, there would be a backlash from the group of positions that opposed him.

If he were to persecute the Marquis Wilhelm, it would have been repulsed by the imperialists he was connected to.

But what if it's not Alexander, but Robelia?

'Attention is only focused on her unexpected behavior, and you don't think there's any political intention behind it.'

That's what Alexander so thought, in his blatant wrapping up Robelia, made her stick to her surprise.

Unsurprisingly, the following day's newspaper published a large number of articles about the sudden behavior of Robelia and the triangle between her, Alexander, and Aisha. Marquis Wilhelm was hospitalized for eight weeks due to facial injuries and ruptured tėstɨċŀės. Of course, it is possible to attach a number of monitors who used medical personnel's mask in the name of being responsible for the ȧssault using the empress.

'Eight weeks is enough to investigate Marquis' illegal activities. Eight weeks to clean up the Marquis.'

Even without any political backlash.

In Alexander's point of view, this was a political calculated act, but it was a resounding delight to think about in terms of Robelia's reaction, which he had no idea.

'I'm so embarrassed. It seemed to be trying to hide as much as possible, but there is no beginning in front of me.'

Alexander, who was quick-witted and eager to read other people's feelings, saw the emotions of Robelia as clear as his palm.

That face that was embarrassed and tried to pretend to be desperate even though she didn't know what to do!

The appearance of a red blush on the white cheeks while giving strength to the eyes that had grown as if they were popping out.

To be honest, in Alexander's eyes.... She looked like a cat hailing her hair on a cupped subject.

'If you stab, the reaction comes as you stab, it certainly looks much more human. Previously, she was more like a wooden doll rather than a person.'

When I thought about it, I tried to laugh again, but Alexander endured. he didn't want to offend her any more by laughing here.

"I mean, what happened at the dinner party last time. Remember?"

At a moment, robelia's eyes widened when the topic suddenly changed.

"Don't remember. I still don't understand. Why did your Majesty behave that way. Do you know how troubled I was because of it?"

"I'm sorry to have embarrassed you. But thanks to your unexpected behavior, I can clear the Marquis Wilhelm, so I'd like to thank you."

"The Marquis Wilhelm... clearing?"

It was surprising news for Robelia because she knew nothing but that Marquis Wilhelm had been hospitalized.

"Yes. The cause achieved thanks to you. Isn't that what you also wanted?"

"....You knew that. Why did I do such a thing."

"Because Marquis Wilhelm's femininity is famous. Among the women in the palace, he told that many women in the palace have had enough grudges against him."

Alexander smiled softly. A mood light brought shadows back on his face.

"I think, Robelia. I think we can have a pretty good partnership."

"And since our seemingly external relationship is dry for couples, not many people can expect us to cooperate closely with each other. There's a lot to use for this, too."

"It's not external, it's actually dry. And I refuse the offer, Your Majesty. Having another relationship with someone who's about to be a stranger is too awkward."

robelia cut off his offer coldly. Alexander laughed with regret.

"If that's what you think, I can't help it. For now."

"For now...You Mean?"

"I'll always suggest you again with a carrot you'd like, if you don't mind..... What I want to lose is something I want to get my hands on."

A dangerous shadow cast upon Alexander's face, saying so. Above the curling lips, a golden eye that resembled a beast shone brilliantly.

Robelia did her best to berate.

"Don't say anything terrible. You don't know how to give up, and that's a challenge. I'm on the other side. If you want anything, it doesn't cover the anything."

The fact that what she wanted to say was'divorce' could be seen without saying anything.

Alexander's expression, who was relaxed all the time, cracked.

'I said that divorce is not allowed, but still.....'

Alexander glanced at Robelia. Robelia looked at Alexander.

"It's a big deal that the two stubborn people met. Let's see who wins."

"That's good. Oh, why don't you tell me what happens in the process? There's no way that there's no harm in biting each other. Even so, my teeth are pretty sharp."

A dark room with only a small lamp lit. The golden gaze and the green gaze intertwined. Those eyes that were fierce as if electricity was bounced off, and no one seemed to back down first.

In the meantime, Alexander... surprisingly, he felt a little excitement.

'I want it.'

What he decided to get his hands on since he was young was that he had to get his hands on anything.

It was a trait that passed down from generation to generation to the imperial family of the Castilian Empire, which expanded its greediness through constant war of conquest. Had it not been for this possessiveness, Castile would not have grown into such a great and mighty empire to this day.

'I want to get this woman in my hand.'

He believed that this was a mind attracted to useful talent, and he did not doubt it.

But at the same time, this feeling of wanting to spend the night with her should be defined by what name?

'....is it something like this? The dėsɨrė for talent is.'

In fact, it was the first time that Alexander felt the dėsɨrė to get some kind of talent because he was the most talented person.

I want to touch that white and soft skin.

I want to put my nose in the smooth red hair.... and breathe in.

I want to fully enjoy the smell of her flesh.

It was an impulse he had never felt with anyone.

I didn't like my heart that was strangely elevated and beating faster than usual.

In general, when your heart is beating quickly, it's when you're tense or overexercising. It wouldn't be like this would feel good, but somehow..... He hoped that this feeling would not go away.

Without my knowledge, my saliva went down.

While facing her, the composure she had was fading away like smoke.

Once I began to feel that feeling, everything began to be conscious.

I wanted to touch her eyes that seemed surprised, her earlobe a little hot, and her slightly open lips.

The curved body surrounded by a white round shoulder line and silk slip was bothering me.

The coloration of her breath, her squishy lip, was shattered.

'This irrational impulses are not desirable. I've sworn to put off holding a woman in bed for any woman until I achieve my purpose...'

He wasn't very fond of doing anything out of his calculations. The rest of him, of course, himself was no exception.

And here, having a love affair with the empress was completely out of account.

'Besides, what if i suddenly shows up this dėsɨrė to her, I don't know how she will react....'

This was difficult. Shouldn't you give her a good impression first to have a partnership with her?

However, if this dėsɨrė was revealed, the perception of him who wasn't good would get worse.

'Come on, Alexander. Don't be like a beast. You are the sun of the empire and the master of the continent.'

Thinking so, he raised his hand and headed to her lips.

Those lips that have a red color even if nothing is applied. It looked so moist and soft that it couldn't even be compared to the woman herself.

'You are the emperor of Castile. Think of the wish you want to achieve!'

The crying reason and the weak sensibility that it would be okay to touch a little bit were fiercely colliding.

His hand moved slowly, but surprisingly he did not stop his opponent.

His fingers touched her soft lips... and the softness was beyond imagination.

I thought I'd touch it a little bit. Only then he realized. This burning thirst seemed unlikely to be extinguished by just touching it.

The insides burned black. It was an irrational impulse that I had never felt before. He carefully pulled her cheek and brought it to himself.

And, when Alexander was trying to detect her open lips...

Stars were seen in his eyes.

The sudden shock to his head left Alexander in a mood of exhilaration.

And it didn't take long for him to realize what the shock was.

"Crazy, are you crazy?! we're going to get a divorce soon!

Robelia hit his head with a pillow of goose feathers.

She kept hitting him on the head again and again. Once, twice.

At that time, fire splattered in front of Alexander's eyes, and white feathers began to scatter around him. The feathers constantly coming out of the pillowcase were piled up like snow on the carpet.

"Oh, wai, wait! Ro, Robelia! Hold on, calm down!"

"Do I look like I'm calming down now? You shameless!"

Robelia now began to slap him in the back with a pillow. Alexander got out of bed and ran to the door as soon as she drove him out.

"Get out quickly! Get out!"

cried Robelia. Alexander was thrown out of the door without knowing anything.

bang! I heard the sound of the door closing behind my back.

Alexander stood dazed, looking like a ŀustful bum.

The only thing left for him, who was thrown out, was the silence in the hallway, and goose feathers on his hair and clothes.