The Heartless Astral
"Divorce? And then what? Who would marry you after me? Face it, you're just an ordinary woman now! No one else would want you."
I met his gaze, unflinching. "You're right. I may no longer be an Astral Maiden, but even so, you're unworthy of being my husband. As for who I'll marry in the future, it has nothing to do with you."
His face contorted with anger, the polished charm of a top scholar crumbling.
He let out a mocking laugh. "Our marriage was decreed by the Emperor himself. The only way to divorce is for you to cut your hair.