Tammie1panist

Cesare Traon Karl Erzet, the Imperial Commander-in-Chief.
After three years of service in the war, he returned to propose to Eileen.
Eileen struggled to believe that Cesare’s marriage proposal was sincere.
After all, from the moment they met when she was ten,
The affectionate man had always treated her like a child.
 
“I don’t—I don’t want to marry Your Highness.”
 
For so long, her love for him was unrequited.
She did not wish for their marriage to be a transaction.
 
Was it because of the long war?
 
The man, who was normally cool and rational, had changed.
His impulsive actions, his unbridled desire for her—they were all too unfamiliar.
 
“This should only be done with someone you love!”
 
“You can also do it with the person you plan to marry.”
 
Eileen was intrigued by this change.
 
And yet, the closer she became with Cesare…
She discovered things that defied reason or logic.
 
Eileen learned about her husband’s many evil deeds not long after.
 
“I couldn’t even have your body, Eileen.”
 
Everything he did was for her.
 
He became the villain, only for his Eileen.

Wicked Husband

"If he'd been a butcher's son, I'd probably be gutting cows right alongside him," Michele mumbled to herself, reflecting on Cesare's recent actions. Diego, standing beside her, interrupted.

Michele scratched her head awkwardly, realizing her lapse. Regardless of his origins, Cesare would have always risen to the top. She chuckled, pointed toward the building, and whistled sharply.

Whiiik—the piercing sound sliced through the still night air, and instantly, the soldiers stationed outside stormed the building.

As they smashed through the doors, the people inside screamed and fled in panic. However, those under the influence of alcohol and drugs were too unsteady to escape swiftly. The soldiers quickly apprehended the staggering figures.

Michele, who walked in leisurely, grabbed one of them by the head as he tried to scurry past like a rat and slammed him onto a table.

chapter 87