Revenge of the Destroyed Wife (ENGLISH VERSION)

What is the best way to tell if the life you have chosen is happy?

Is it possible to stick by the thing you wish for when it is the precise thing that is attempting to eliminate you from existence?

Every person who is in love has just one thing on their mind: to be loved.

They deserve to be loved in return, to be appreciated, to be cared for, and to be respected.

Perhaps it is comforting to know that so many people care about and admire you.

However, no matter how many people adore you or how many people are around you, it appears to be worthless.

Because you cannot obtain the affection of the person you adore... "

"L-Leion? Doesn’t there seem to be something there? "

"C-can’t you see you need to concentrate on my worth?"

"I’m experiencing some difficulties."

"Leion, please, I’m in pain."

What gives you the right to express dissatisfaction? You didn’t want it from the beginning, did you? You specifically requested it, didn’t you? I gave you what you asked for, and the love you asked for is something I can never offer you. This marriage was a blunder. "I don’t care about you, so why did I agree to marry you in the first place?"

Leon, you’ve gone too far! I accept your offer, but I hope you will open your heart to me! I’m your wife. You’re flirting with me. Aubrey, you will never be the mother of my future kid because of your actions. I despise you to my core! "

"Keep this in mind, Aubrey. You can never exceed the woman I adore, even though you have no right to demand more than I will offer, since foremost, you do not have a place in my life. "

And you can never enter someone’s heart, especially if they are already in love with another person.

...

I can’t seem to keep my gaze away from the hospital window.

The doctor stated that I needed therapy in order to get better, but he said nothing about my current circumstances in his remarks.

Mom and Dad come to see me, but because I’m continuously sleeping, I only get to see them once or twice a year.

Every day, a man comes to my house to monitor me, take care of me, and tell me stories about his past.

He is now deafeningly quiet. I once enquired as to his identity and the reason he was looking after me. He did nothing except grin, caress my hair, and encourage me to take it easy first.

Everything would be OK if I had a good night’s sleep. I’m desperate to get out of this situation.

I’m still interested in what happened to me before they admitted me to the hospital. I’d also like to know more about my previous existence.

As soon as I pouted, the gentleman sat down in front of me, then moved up to me and gently squeezed my nose!

"Aw," I mumbled, then grinned at him, and he sighed and looked me in the eye, as if he wanted to ask me a question but was too frightened to ask.

"Can you tell me what it is?" I enquired. Then he grinned at me as he closed his eyes tightly, stroked my hand, and closed his eyes again.

He looked to be in a state of disarray.

What if your life isn’t as picture-perfect as you’d hoped? I mean, what was the cause of the suffering you suffered in your prior life before coming here, and how did you overcome it? " I simply came to a standstill and closed my eyes.

"Please say nothing because I don’t want to hear it." I cut him off in the middle of what he was about to say.

I’m not sure what I should believe right now. Don’t do it right now. Then I went about my business of trying to hide my headache.

In my brain, every vein in my body looked to be being squeezed by the anguish, which seemed to crush my skull.

"H-help me," I murmured before the lights went out.

"Doc, please come over and help her! "Try possible." I’m willing to invest my money in order to secure her rehabilitation. "

The breaking I heard took me completely by surprise. The moment I opened my eyes, I realized Dhale was looking at me and that he was getting closer to my mouth. I’m not sure what to say. Someone swiftly ushered me into the room, and I looked up at the vaulted ceiling.

Can you tell me how long I’ve been here? Can you tell me how long I’ve been here? " When I enquired, he gave me a sideways glance. He gave me a bitter look and placed the ring on the table’s left side for me to take. Considering that I didn’t want to talk about it yesterday, I’m not sure why I posed the question.

The ring is basic, with a halo of little diamonds surrounding it. White gold has a ringing tone and is obviously more expensive than yellow gold. It even comes with a ring that has a massive diamond stone set in the center of the band. It has a similar appearance to an engagement ring.

As it flashed through my head, the dream began all over again.

Take that ring off your finger, lass!That is your wedding ring, by the way! I bought it for a girl I genuinely admired, but she already knew that I was engaged to be married. As a result, she threw the object in my direction. It is absolutely your responsibility!

I’m not the one to blame. My mother and father also abducted me. "Tell me you wanted it!" snorts the whorehouse owner.

"Leion is standing by."

"Slut, don’t come near me!"

"Can you tell me who the lion is?" I had enquired. Then he grinned at me, ran his fingers through my hair, and looked me in the eye. His eyes pleaded with the universe for mercy.

"He’s your spouse, and the two of you are legally married." It’s still hard for me to believe. It doesn’t appear like I had a relationship with anyone.

"Doesn’t that seem like it’s not true?" I questioned myself, surprised myself, and then caressed the ring on my finger, trying to remember what I was doing here. What was the connection between this one and the one that had just raced across my thoughts?

Don’t put too much pressure on yourself, Aubrey. Please take a moment to relax first, all right? He said something quietly, and I nodded and smiled, even though I knew it wasn't the right thing to do.

"Deiondhale, what is your name? Can you tell me what happened to Joanna? " I questioned him once again, and when I repeated the phrase "Deiondhale," the combination on his face became much worse, and he tightened his grip on the blanket.

Suddenly, I was filled with dread. I’m not sure what made me feel so afraid so immediately. It’s not something I’m going to do. I suspect that he is going to hurt me.

"Why?"

"Can you tell me what you’re doing here?" A lady and a man who looked like the ones in the room with me at the time were in the back of the room when the door slammed shut on them. Mum and dad were holding fruit.

Perplexed, I looked around at the surrounding people. "Taking care of my wife," he responded.

Does she appear to be your wife now? The whole thing was on your shoulders, child, " My father talked sternly, then my mother approached me and kissed me on the cheek before hugging me, the lady who was still a doctor.

"Please, Aubrey, don’t interfere with him." At the time they were measuring their pupils, the doctor’s wife stated, "Enjoy your life with your mistress."

Her point is well taken, because the verdict has been reached, and you are no longer under any responsibility. Even if she’s returned to Montezur, she’s no longer your wife. It took me by surprise, so I immediately turned to face the man who was still holding my hand.

You are my wife. "Can you tell me your given name?" I inquired, and I was concerned about what he would say. I asked again. He was holding my hand and hesitating to say anything, and they were all staring at him.

Immediately after opening his lips, he shuts them again and redirects his gaze. His grip on the steering wheel is quivering.

"I am Leiondhale’s wife," says the narrator. Afterwards, I closed my eyes and sobbed for another minute. My head was throbbing with agonizing agony. I’m concerned that I’ll lose too much weight.

"No way, you’re telling the truth! "Can you tell me why you’re here?" I enlisted the help of a friend. As they all turned to face me, I posed the question with all my might.

"His name is Deion, and my name is Joanna," she said, a sweet smile on her face as she turned away.

"What precisely am I doing in this location? How did this happen to me? You might wonder. " I took a deep breath and waited for their reaction. I’m completely terrified.

His presence has brought him to my princess. He has wronged you and deceived you completely. He makes you suffer because of his actions. It is for this reason that you have come. " I shook my head and put my hands over my ears.

To be honest, I’m not interested in hearing it. "Please take a break. " I whisper till I shout. What occurred was a mockery of justice.

Please, don’t make me suffer any longer! I can’t take it any longer! " "It’s a pain in the neck!" To block out what I had heard, I cried into my pillow, my face buried in it.

"He’s the reason I’m here," I whimper and sob, my voice breaking with emotion.

"Deion, accompany me as best as possible. "Please leave," my father said, releasing go of the blanket and rising to his feet, a mournful expression on his face.

"I'm sorry," he said quietly, and just the words "I'm sorry" made my head spin.The more that it hurts, the more that it aggravates and worsens the situation.

"Shit! Get the hell out of here, Leion! " Joanna let out a sigh, and I took a step forward. Someone stabbed me in the arm, causing me to come to a complete halt, and the anguish faded at the same time that my eyelid fell off.

When he left the room, I went to sleep outside.