Chapter: The Reality She wasn't ready to Accept[The Imperial Palace of Avenor — Continuation — Ballroom]Elly trembled as she sat beside Emperor Arvellan, her entire body shaking beneath the elegant golden gown. The absurdity of what was happening was slowly becoming impossible to ignore. She had pinched herself, and it had hurt. The people surrounding her were real. The warmth of the ballroom, the voices, the music, even the faint scent of flowers drifting through the air—all of it felt painfully real.'H-How is this possible?'Her fingers tightened around the fabric of her dress as she stared ahead.'Why am I Princess Levara? Why am I here? Why isn't this a dream?'She wanted to laugh at the ridiculousness of it all, but even that felt impossible. Just hours ago, she had been crying over Levara's death in a church and somehow become the woman she had been mourning.It made no sense, it's completly absurd.“Your Highness?”Kaein's voice brought her back to reality.Elly turned slightly and saw him kneeling beside her. His express
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Chapter: The Crown Princess[The Imperial Palace of Avenor — Later — The Ballroom]CREAKKKKK!!!!!!The enormous doors leading into the Imperial Ballroom slowly opened, the sound echoed through the entire hall, and every conversation inside immediately began to fade.Elly stood outside the entrance, staring at the ballroom before her.It was enormous.Crystal chandeliers hung from the ceiling, illuminating the golden decorations that covered the walls. Long tables were arranged throughout the hall, filled with politicians, nobles, military officials, diplomats, and members of Avenor's most influential families.These weren't ordinary people, these were the people who helped shape the nation, the people whose decisions could move markets, change policies, influence elections, and determine the direction of Avenor's future.And now...every single one of them was waiting for her.The announcer stepped forward and raised his voice.“Make way for the Crown Princess of the Nation of Avenor, Her Imperial Highness, Princ
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Chapter: The Name She Shouldn't Know[Imperial Palace — Nation of Avenor — Princess Levara's Bedroom]Elly had no idea what was happening to her.She still couldn't understand why she was looking at the reflection of Princess Levara in the mirror instead of her own face. Perhaps she was dreaming. Maybe she had actually died in that church, and her mind had created one final illusion where she could see the Princess she had loved so dearly.She didn't know anything anymore, everything around her felt too real to be a dream, yet far too impossible to be reality.Only a short while ago, she had been lying unconscious in a church.Now she was sitting inside what appeared to be a royal bedroom while palace maids bathed her in scented water, dried her hair, dressed her in an extravagant golden gown, and carefully prepared her for a royal event?That's Rediculous, ofcourse for her.The gown was beautiful, almost absurdly so. Its golden embroidery shimmered whenever she moved, while the open back exposed part of her pale skin. L
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Chapter: The Perfect Princess of AvenorPrincess Levara, the only princess of the Nation of Avenor and the only daughter of Emperor Arvellan Avenor.And, according to every newspaper, every television network, every political commentator, and nearly every citizen in the country...the future of the Empire.Avenor was not some ancient kingdom trapped in the pages of a history book.It was a modern nation.It had elected governments, a Parliament, political parties, ministers, elections, corporations, universities, international treaties, stock exchanges, and a Prime Minister who answered to the people and yet, above all of it stood the Imperial Family.The House of Avenor had survived centuries of political reforms, revolutions, wars, constitutional amendments, and changes in government.The monarchy had changed, the world had changed but the Crown had never truly surrendered its power.The Emperor remained the Head of State and the Imperial Council retained authority over matters of succession, national security, the armed f
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Chapter: The Princess is Dead[Nation of Avenor — The Church — Midnight]Rain hammered against the enormous stained-glass windows of the church.Thunder rolled across the midnight sky, shaking the old stone walls as though even heaven itself had grown restless.The church was empty with only one girl stood before the altar.Barefoot and soaked to the bone. Her simple white frock clung to her trembling body, the hem stained brown with mud from the long walk through the storm.She didn't seem to notice the cold, neither she seem to notice the rain dripping from her hair. She only stared at the statue of God before her.Her hand was pressed tightly against her chest, her heart hurt like something had been ripped out of it."Princess Levara is dead..."The words escaped her lips like a broken whisper.She swallowed, then shook her head as he wet lashes trembled. "No...no...that's not possible."She took a step forward as her bare foot landed against the cold marble floor, leaving behind a muddy footprint as her voice
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I Was Written to Be His Forgotten Wife
I was the side character, the one destined to be neglected, forgotten, and never chosen.
In the novel’s story, I was merely a background existence—the woman fated to marry the male lead, yet never once receive his love. The wife who shared his name but never his attention.
Salvatore Mancini.
The perfect male lead. Cold, powerful, and admired by everyone.
Except me.
Because in this story, his heart already belonged to someone else.
When I first realized I had transmigrated into this novel, I thought I could change my fate. I tried to avoid the original scenes, tried to step away from the plot.
But every time I tried to change something…I returned to the same place.
The same moment, the same outcome. As if the unseen author of this story was reminding me again and again:
You are only a puppet, and puppets don’t decide their roles.
So I stopped resisting.
If the story wanted me to be the neglected wife, then I would simply live quietly and let the plot run its course.
That was my plan.
Until one night, when I finally looked at the man and said casually—
“Tell me something, Mr. Mancini. Aren’t you supposed to be my husband?”
His cold eyes narrowed slightly, but I simply leaned back and smiled.
“Then fulfill your role properly. Let’s see… what kind of man the great Salvatore Mancini is.”
For the first time since our marriage he actually looked at me, not through me.
At me.
I didn’t know what changed after that, but from that night onward. Even when he looked at me with clear irritation.
Salvatore Mancini began appearing around me more and more.
Which left me with a very unsettling thought.
The plot…It didn’t change, right?
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Chapter: Chapter--12[Lena’s POV | The Mancini Manor — Theatre Room]I walked into the theatre room without looking back and the moment I entered, I was greeted by the soft glow of the enormous screen and the ridiculous number of cushions scattered across the couches.Apparently, the Mancinis didn't believe in ordinary movie nights, there were enough snacks on the table to feed a small army.At least someone here understands priorities.Clara was already sitting comfortably in the middle of the couch while Lorenzo had taken the seat beside her.The moment she noticed me, she smiled. "Lena... what kind of movie would you like to watch?"Before I could answer, Salvatore walked past me and sat beside Clara. "Just play whatever you like to watch."Clara smiled softly. "Then... let's watch something romantic."Romantic?I looked toward Salvatore and he didn't seem bothered.Why would he? This was probably normal for them, watching romantic movies together.Clara sitting beside him. Salvatore pretending he wasn
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Chapter: Chapter---11[Lena’s POV — The Evening | After the Office | Mancini Manor]I stepped out of the car beside Salvatore.Somehow, this man had followed me all the way back to the manor.I had spent the entire day at the office thinking about my work, the new project, the suspicious numbers, and the fact that I had finally found something that belonged to me.For the first time since entering this ridiculous novel, I actually had a plan, work, earn money and build my own life.And eventually, when Salvatore inevitably divorced me and the plot decided to throw me into prison or some other horrifying ending, I would at least have something of my own.Honestly, that was enough.I didn't need love. I didn't need this family to accept me. I just needed to survive long enough to enjoy the ridiculous amount of money this world had apparently decided to give me.I had barely taken two steps toward the entrance when—"Sister-in-law..."I froze as I heard a annoyingly familiar voice.Lorenzo was standing near t
Last Updated: 2026-09-08
Chapter: Chapter---10[Lena’s POV — Mancini Group]The moment I stepped through the glass doors of the Mancini Group, I felt it, the atmosphere was completely different from the mansion and there were no servants quietly watching me.Just employees rushing through the lobby with files in their hands, phones pressed against their ears and coffee cups balanced dangerously close to expensive suits.It was…refreshing.I took a slow breath. “Finally.”This was the Mancini Group, nothing connected to this family could possibly be normal. Still, I couldn't stop the small smile that appeared on my lips. I had spent years dreaming about having a career and now I finally had one.A receptionist immediately approached me.“Mrs. Mancini?”I paused.Mrs. Mancini.The woman smiled politely. “Mr. Mancini instructed me to take you to the executive floor.”I nodded. “Thank you.”She glanced briefly toward the entrance. Salvatore was still standing there and his expression was unreadable, for a moment, our eyes met and then
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Chapter: Chapter---9[Lena’s POV — The Next Morning]The next morning, I woke up to the sound of someone knocking on my door and stared at the ceiling for several seconds.Then I remembered where I was, the Mancini mansion. My gaze immediately shifted toward the small table beside my bed, empty.Salvatore had taken the ring away. I stared at the empty space for another second before shrugging."Whatever, it's not like...I ever wanted him as a husband."Honestly, I had bigger things to worry about like my job.I sat up immediately. Yesterday, Alessandro Mancini had given me permission to join the Mancini Group and I had accepted and for the first time since waking up in this ridiculous world, I finally had something that belonged to me.A career and my own income, something productive to do besides wandering around a mansion where half the people looked at me like I had personally committed every crime in the Carter family's history.I pushed the blankets aside and strteched lazily.“Alright, Lena, time to
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Chapter: Chapter---8[Salvatore’s POV — Hallway — Later]SLAM!!!The door shut violently behind me and the sound echoed through the hallway as I walked away, my footsteps sharp against the marble floor.Annoyance burned beneath my skin.No...not annoyance, something worse and something irritatingly unfamiliar. I loosened my tie harshly, breathing out through clenched teeth.“…Damn it.”Why was I angry? No seriously—Why? Wasn't this exactly what I wanted?Lena Carter finally understood her place, she wasn’t clinging to me, wasn’t crying and wasn’t begging for attention. So why did her calm expression piss me off so much?My steps slowed near the tall window at the end of the hallway.The evening sunlight poured across the floor in golden streaks as I stopped there silently and then lowered my gaze toward my hand.The ring.Her wedding ring.The diamond glimmered coldly against my palm and somehow…seeing it left behind on the table had irritated me more than it should have.I clenched the ring tightly.“…Le
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Chapter: Chapter--7[Lena’s POV — Later, Mancini Mansion]The corridor felt quieter than before or maybe…It was just me. Marie walked a step behind me, her heels softer now, as if even she didn’t know what to say after what we had just witnessed.Neither did I, not that there was anything to say. I had already seen that scene before, many times in different timelines and different attempts with the same outcome.The male lead, the heroine and the wife who stood in between them. Unwanted, irrelevant and disposable.My steps didn’t slow, didn’t hesitate as if nothing had happened but behind me—“…Miss Lena?” Marie’s voice came carefully cautious and testing.I stopped not turning back.“Yes?”A brief pause and then she asked— “…Are you alright?”The question hung in the air, soft and almost hesitant. I let out a quiet breath.“…Why wouldn’t I be?” I turned slightly, glancing at her.Her expression was unreadable but there was curiosity in her eyes. No...not curiosity, an expectation. She was waiting for so
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