Reborn to Ruin My Husband
When His Majesty King Dominic Thornfield was attacked, my husband, Roland Wentworth, Commander of the Royal Guard, was busy placating his first love, Vivian Sinclair, who had stormed off in a fit of anger.
I did not light the signal flare in my hand. Instead, I used my heavily pregnant body as a human shield to protect the King and help him escape.
In my past life, I had lit that flare. Roland abandoned Vivian to rush back and save the King. He was rewarded for his loyal service by being made a Duke Protector.
However, Vivian fell into a trap and died on the spot.
On the surface, Roland said nothing. Yet, on the very day I went into labor, he threw me into the Beast Dungeon. My face twi