Todos los capítulos de My Husband's Wedding Day Is My Execution: Capítulo 1 - Capítulo 10

By the time the cell door swung shut again, I could no longer form a complete sentence. I could only make a faint, hoarse voice that barely even sounded like mine.The jailer shoved me down onto the cold prison floor, saying, "Lord Pemberton gave orders not to mistreat you."Then he tossed a quilt onto the floor, set down a bowl of soup, and turned to leave.However, my chains remained locked, and I could barely even lift my arms.So, this was what Arthur meant by "not mistreating" me. He thought he could convince himself he was still the man who treated me with such great kindness, as long as he provided me an old quilt and a bowl of hot food.Just as I leaned back against the wall, I heard people arguing outside."Let me see my young mistress! She isn't Mabel Sinclair! She is the eldest daughter of the Montgomery family!"It was Bertha Hawthorne, my nanny. She had looked after me since I was a child. She was also the last remaining soul from the old Montgomery household.Foot

As I was led out of the death-row dungeon, the first light of dawn was just beginning to break on the horizon.A crowd of commoners packed the area outside the execution grounds. Some hurled rotten vegetable leaves at the prisoner cart. Others cursed Mabel, accusing her of relying on the backing of the Vice Minister of the Court of Judicial Review to escape the consequences of killing the young Prince.A stinky, rotten egg struck me on the temple. The yolk and white trickled down my cheek, mixed with my blood, but I made no move to wipe it away.They were right to curse at me. Mabel had intended to escape punishment. It was just that I—not her—ended up bearing the insults and facing execution.At the entrance to the execution grounds, an imperial envoy verified the documents signed by Arthur. My identification papers, fingerprints, and prisoner identification tag were laid out on a table.He asked me, "Do you have any objections, Mabel Sinclair?"I opened my mouth, but only a hoa

Victoria's POVI woke to a searing pain in the back of my neck, as if my head were splitting apart.The chains on my wrists had been removed. Next to me, a matron, who was most likely a prison physician, helped me sit up and brought a spoonful of warm water to my lips."Drink slowly," she said. "The blade didn't touch you. It got caught halfway through. But you were so terrified and already lost so much blood that you just lost consciousness after that."I reached up to touch my neck.There was nothing there but a red welt, left by the shackles of the guillotine board holding me in place.Just as the final execution order was about to be carried out, the old jailer had delivered my blood-written plea to the presiding official.Upon seeing the words "Marriage voided" and recalling that I had once traced the Montgomery name on the ground, the imperial envoy immediately ordered a halt to the execution.Luckily, the blade had been able to be stopped in time, but I lost consciousnes

The Ministry of Justice reopened the case just two weeks later.My throat still ached quite badly. Whenever I spoke too quickly, it would feel as though I had swallowed a mouthful of broken glass.Bertha helped me sit in the courtroom and placed a cup of warm water within reach, while Mabel kneeled on the other side.She had taken off my wedding gown and was now clad in a drab, grey prisoner's uniform instead.The apothecary owner was brought in first. He said, "The mute-inducing potion was purchased by the butler from the Pemberton household, my lord. The dosage was quite potent. I even warned them that consuming it could damage the vocal cords."The butler subsequently confessed that Arthur had ordered him to swap out my identification documents and place Mabel's prisoner identification tag on me. The servant who delivered the message also recounted the events that took place before dawn.Faced with all the testimonies, Mabel continued to weep and say, "I only stopped him from

A month later, the imperial decree was issued.Mabel was sentenced to beheading, as originally ruled. Before her execution, she wept and begged to see Arthur, but he didn't go to see her.Apparently, she kept protesting her innocence, but she was indeed the one who struck and killed Prince Ezra's heir, suppressed the news, and wore my wedding gown to the wedding ceremony.There was no one left to take the blame for her.Meanwhile, Arthur was punished with 60 strokes of the whip, exiled three thousand miles away, and barred from ever holding official office again.It was drizzling on the day he left the city.Bertha returned from the market and told me the convoy of prisoners would pass by East Street just outside the Montgomery family estate later today. She stood at the kitchen doorway, watching me for a moment."Are you truly not going to take a look, my lady?"I sat by the window, repairing the vanity case Mother left me. The brass lock had rusted, jamming whenever I tried t