Chapter 1: 1

“Handsome, upright, and righteous man.”

People say that such a man is a prince or unicorn in fairy tales.

But they won’t know how hard it is to live as the unicorn’s wife.

Unicorns should just be kept in fantasy.

One day when I returned to the past 22 years ago, I made up my mind.

I will never marry a male friend who became my ex-husband!

* * *

8 years old

This age was an age when one could correct many things. Of course, knowing the future is an obvious thing to have.

Gerald Logan.

In fact, he was a man who didn’t lack anything.

Born as the eldest son of a craftsman, he was smart, has a good personality, and has a perfect appearance. There was a reason why people picked him as the No. 1 groom.

And I was one of the people who thought so.

Gerald was a good friend, who was handsome and thoughtful inside. He listened to my concerns well and used to provide good advices. In addition, he stood by me whenever I was struggling and sick.

It only costed me a moment to fall for him, who was friendly, handsome and calm.

I thought he loved me.

But it was just an illusion.

He didn’t love me, he just showed his courtesy to me, who was naturally set as a partner.

I was alone throughout my marriage with him.

He was kind to everyone and treated them like a good friend.

Gerald was special to me because I was his first marriage.

He has been a just and thoughtful friend to me throughout my marriage.

Yes, a friend.

But who marries a friend?

This guy would be a snitch. Or a crab.

I thought it would be less miserable to put more weight on the latter.

During our eight-year marriage, he had never slept with me. Until I announce my divorce! He’s really a unicorn.

He must only need air to live and survive!

It was all because of him that made me suffer!

On my 8th birthday, I received a proposal from Duke Logan.

I couldn’t sleep at the thought of getting engaged to a handsome man like him because I was young, and I tossed and turned all night. I even fell asleep hugging the proposal.

Everyone around my age envied me.

The aristocrats’ children were supposed to decide on their own by this age, so it was natural for the children to envy me with the best boy as my fiance.

But they wouldn’t have known either. I didn’t know I would have an unknown battle for eight years after I got married.

I stood in front of the fireplace with an invitation in my hand.

“Lulu”?

My mom called me with a surprised face. She knew that I’d like it. I lived at home with only stories about him.

But not anymore.

I threw the proposal into the fireplace.

“Mom and dad. I don’t like Gerald! I’d rather live with you forever than get engaged with him!”

My brother and I were enemies who fought whenever we met.

When I stepped on his feet, he pulled my hair.

Perhaps because the two of us were only two-year-old siblings, we ignored our mother’s words and fought like no other. I said I would live with my family forever. It was something that Mom and Dad could jump up and down in surprise.

“Hey, ugly. Are you crazy? Why would I stay with you for the rest of my life? Oh my god!”

My older brother, who was spitting out an unpleasant words at me, kicked my father in the buttocks.

I boldly cut off the relationship between me and him on my 8th birthday.

You’re out now!

* * *

Gerald Logan.

He made me know that if you were too miserable, you might want to die.

Others thought we were a good couple. Gerald didn’t look at other women and didn’t even talk to them.

I had a reasonable doubt. It was possible that  had been engaged with someone else unknowingly for eight years. Easy for him to set up another house.

Of course, I went through that process, too.

I asked my mom to put someone on him secretly.

‘Lulu, this is really undesirable. Gerald wouldn’t like it if he knew.’

My mom didn’t want to, but she listened to my request and did it. It was enough to listen to Gerald’s paradox in front of me, where my mother was upset, so it was proved that his worthlessness penetrated the sky and penetrated the ground.

Anyway, I stubbornly hired men to stalk him.….

If he was really a crab for cheating on me, I was going to let him go clean.

Of course, I would have to kick him in his balls.

Just the thought of him cheating seemed to make me feel nauseous, hurt my pride, to the point of having dark circles, but I still went on.

I’ve been thinking about breaking up with him for a long time anyway, so I thought it wouldn’t be bad that he was cheating on me.

Then I’ll be able to completely abandon him and make a fresh start.

I comforted myself like that…….

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This guy.

Really….

House.

Yellow Castle.

House.

Yellow Castle.

Sometimes banquet hall.

House.

Yellow Castle.

Meeting friends sometimes.

I heard there’s no aristocrat who doesn’t get the dust out from shaking it off.…. Even for him, who served as chairman of the memorial service and served instead of the prime minister, there was nothing to be shaken by the wind, let alone dust.

Proof that you’re meeting someone else?

Once again, I was able to realize the integrity of him.

It was something evident in this eara.

How limited the people I meet are. Of the few people who were related and knew him in a personal level, there was no reason to meet him privately.

Of course, there was no identity in any relationship.

In addition, I always accompanied the banquet hall and my friends’ meeting.….

This is, well…

It’s not fun, and it’s not something savory as well with no seasoning as well.

How should I express this……. It’s like meatball spaghetti without meatballs.

Anyway, I couldn’t find any flaws in him.

So next, I decided to explore different kinds of things.

I became curious about him who has been a friend for me all his life and a husband for eight years.

I hired a doctor.

Using the medical examination as an excuse, I secretly paid a the doctor with a lot of money.

‘I want to know my husband’s ability as a man.’

I still remember the face of the doctor who smiled happily at me when I said those words with a burning sweet potato-like face.

‘I’m specialized in this kind of thing.’

What’s your specialty?

“Wives often visit me. They said that once you eat it, you have to eat it twice.’

What the hell?

“This is a mysterious medicine that makes the dying man stand up quickly…”

If it won’t work, this would be a scam.

Once I had that medical checkup, I decided to buy medicine from the doctor.

Was my body sweet?

Of course, I was still the same. In fact, before returning, I was a very healthy 30-year-old woman.

But it was my heart that made me nervous more than that. If he can’t love me forever even though he swore eternal love, then it would be better to let him go.

I also didn’t want to waste my whole life next to him.

I wanted to try warm, passionate love for the rest of my life.

It was like that…

The doctor told me with a proud face.

“As a wife, you don’t have to worry at all! Everything is perfect……. He’s perfectly healthy!’

What did the doctor say?

Anyway, I bought the “mysterious medicine” because I didn’t fully trust the doctor. And I kept putting it in the food he ate…….

It was clear that the doctor sold me fake medicine.

My teeth are grinding even now.

He didn’t react at all!

There was something healthier. The man, who had already swung his sword day and night, has now begun swinging it even at dawn!

He was really healthy to the point that it was sickening!

I realized that I became hopeless the more methods I choose to take, and I thought it was right for me to finally take the final decision.

So I notified you of my divorce, but now that I’m 8 years old…….

“Promise me!”

Is it engagement or marriage?

It was natural thing that I didn’t want to have such a relationship with him again. This was an opportunity God gave me.

To escape from the unicorn! This time, I wanted to meet a man who would love me very passionately!

Even though I expressed my intention not to get engaged several times after I turned eight, my parents took my words as a joke.

Even when I burned the proposal.

This workshop has already lasted for three days. If so, there is only one way left.

I will do anything to break this engagement.

I can feel my parents’ bewildered face when they saw me struggling with tears and runny nose.

My mother gently comforted me.

“Lulu, didn’t you like Zeze? You said that you liked him best!”

That’s an old story! Haven’t you already realized that my marriage with him is as bland as an unsalted Aglio Oglio?

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