All Chapters of I Left My Husband For The Rogue King: Chapter 131 - Chapter 138

CRYSTALI did as she instructed, stepping forward without hesitation. Winter already had one maid trailing closely behind her, and I positioned myself beside her maid.“My Queen,” the maid who had dragged me earlier began, her voice tight. I couldn’t see Winter’s expression, but whatever rested on her face was enough to make the maid visibly uneasy. The sight of her discomfort sent a quiet thrill through me. “It’s not what you think-"“You don’t need to explain anything,” Winter said calmly.“No, my Queen, please allow me.” The maid rushed on, desperation seeping into her words. She pointed an accusing finger at me. “That woman is a new maid. She arrived tonight, with the latest wave of workers. It was her first day, and she made a mistake, a common one, something even I might have overlooked. But the way she responded…” Her lips thinned. “It was so arrogant. As if she believed herself above correction-"“So,” Winter cut in smoothly, her voice sharp enough to slice through the air. “S

CRYSTAL“Take it off.” Winter said.A single final and absolute command.My hand froze midair.My heart slammed against my ribs, pounding so violently I could hear it roaring in my ears. There was no pretending I hadn’t heard her, no way to dodge the order without sealing my own fate.Winter watched me in silence, her gaze steady and knowing. She already knew I would obey.What other choice did I have? Refusing would only confirm her suspicions. It would expose me for exactly what I was.Slowly, my hand lifted. Inch by inch, my fingers trembled as they hovered just shy of the fabric concealing my face. When suddenly,Winter’s hand flew to her mouth. Her brows twisted sharply as a gagged sound escaped her throat. In the next second, she lurched to her feet so abruptly her chair scraped against the floor.“My Queen!” Eira cried, springing up beside her.My eyes locked with Winter’s.And then she turned and bolted from the room.“My Queen! Are you alright?” Eira rushed after her.The

FREYAI did not need to return to the mansion to hear the news.The moment I stepped through the iron gates of my mansion, I knew.Rosentine and Cressida were waiting in the entrance hall, their rigid postures betraying them before a single word was spoken. The chandeliers above cast a pale glow over their faces, tightening the sharp lines of their expressions.“You’ve heard it, haven’t you?” Rosentine asked, her voice clipped, brittle with restrained hysteria.I had.And yet, I had refused to accept it.I removed my gloves slowly, as though the act itself might anchor my composure. “Winter is pregnant,” I said flatly.Rosentine’s restraint shattered.“Pregnant," she echoed, her voice rising. “And how could that be?! You swore she was barren!” Her hands clenched into fists. “No—no, this ruins everything! If she’s carrying an heir, Valtor will never cast her aside!”“Lower your voice,” Cressida snapped. “You’ll have the servants listening.”“Calm yourself, Rosentine,” I ordered.She tu

3rd Person POVIn the days that followed, Crystal made herself scarce in the palace kitchens. She avoided the storerooms, the preparation tables, and most importantly any ingredient that might find its way to Winter’s lips. It was a careful withdrawal, meant to keep the other maids from growing more suspicious. Since the day Sasha had discovered she cut the Night Willow, Crystal realized her position had become perilously thin. Every glance felt sharper. And if she made one wrong step, the fragile balance she clung to would shatter.When the corridors were empty and the servants scattered to their duties, Crystal retreated into her chamber. There, she pored over the books hidden beneath her mattress and tucked behind loose panels in the wall—old texts filled with pressed plants, cramped annotations, and warnings written in ink long faded. Night Willow appeared again and again.Luck, it seemed, had not entirely abandoned her. The plant was not exclusive to palace grounds. According