Remarried Empress Chapter 201 Novels & Stories

The Empress shook her head; there was nothing wrong between them, just a few misunderstandings between the two of them. "Son, aren’t you angry that Mother is remarrying?" the Empress asked, guiding her son to sit down. "No, Father is gone, and it’s only natural for Mother to remarry after all this time. Why should I be angry?" the prince asked with a gentle smile. Hearing her son’s response, the Empress felt a little relieved, for her greatest fear was that the first prince would not accept Long Chen. The empress decided to tell her son the truth. Since it had already

She nodded without looking at him which made him doubt she was giving him a cold shoulder. He could not understand this woman. She seemed to show different colours of herself. One moment she acted like a grumpy old man and other times she acts like a docile lamb or a demoness disguised as a seductress or an abandoned kitten desperate for help. Who is the real her? This made him want to know everything about her. What made the omnipotent Empress among the socialites fall from grace and what made her return after disappearing without a trace four years ago. She felt worse for she had been crippled even if it's for a few months. It made her revenge plan more pending. And the Royal Steel, thinki

What they didn't know was that I had handed the seal to Harry with my own hands. The empress, Bella Barrett, had always felt guilty about not giving Harry the position of empress consort. She kept nitpicking and dropping hints that I should pass the royal seal to someone more deserving. If this had happened in the past, I definitely would have fought her on it. "How can there be an empress consort without a royal seal? You're deliberately trying to humiliate me!" But now, knowing that I was finally leaving this miserable place and going back to where I belonged, I felt a profound sense of relief.

Recalling the glaring scene, a certain part of her chest began to ache faintly. She remembered when she first married Ronan, it felt like a dream. Even when she sat in her white gown on the azure-colored bed, she could hardly believe she was truly married to Ronan. She stared at the crystal chandelier on the ceiling, the rose petals strewn across the bed, feeling traces of sweetness in her heart. But she waited until midnight, and Ronan didn't show up. She turned on the TV, only to see Ronan entering a hotel with another woman. The headline read, "ZenithVentures CEO enjoying his wedding night with a young model, his new wife seemingly losing favor!"

Xisuthra moved swiftly to prepare a secret chariot that would move the dead princess to the secondary palace. On his way, he met with Inal Enlim. Inal Enlim was a concubine who was promoted to become the empress after the empress died. The reason she was promoted was that the crown prince, Aranar Enlim, was her son. Xisuthra bowed upon sighting the empress with her entourage right behind her. She stopped when she also saw him. She wondered why he was in such a hurry and where he was going.

“A joyous new year to you, Empress. The emperor instructed us to let you sleep in today while he attended a council meeting. It is almost noon and there is to be a hunt before the commencement of the ball tonight.” The ball! How could she have forgotten? Naomi almost smacked herself. She threw the blankets off and climbed out of the bed. However, Naomi’s legs were still wobbly so she found herself crashing into Delia who despite her slight frame, surprisingly caught her well. “Are you alright, Empress?” Amani asked as she helped Delia steady Naomi who blushed and waved them off. “I am just tired. Do not worry.” Amani took one long look at Naomi’s face, disheveled hair, and bite marks that de

“The cameras aren’t here, Maia!I snarled, wiping the spot where she had touched me as if it contaminated me. “The show is over. Don’t touch me, don’t breathe near me, and for God’s sake, don’t you dare believe a single word I said out there?” “But we just got married…” she stammered, her lower lip beginning to tremble. “We just signed a merger agreement,” I corrected, staring out the window as the city lights passed in a blur. “You are my passport to April Enterprises. Nothing more. Save your caresses for your diary or for someone who gives a damn. I am not that person.” The sound of Maia’s hitched breathing and the car’s silent engine filled the rest of the journey. Her humiliation was palp

And I didn’t see Lana anymore. I saw desperation. I saw betrayal. I saw a woman about to walk down the aisle to steal a man who would never smile at her the way he used to. My hands trembled. My lips parted as if to say something, to scream, maybe. To call it all off. But Emory swept into the room like a force of nature, her own gown sparkling like stars, her lips painted blood-red, her eyes glowing. She grinned when she saw me. “Oh my God,” she whispered. “You look like a dream.”

I bet Mia isn’t included in that. “There’s no need for that, Mr. Evans.” I don’t plan on staying in this marriage I don’t remember. I just need to confirm some details and figure out what really happened in the past. I only came back here to see if I could remember something in this place. At first, I genuinely wanted to make it work, to see if I had chosen a happy life. But now… I’m starting to think that forgetting those memories might actually be a temporary blessing. This situation isn’t simple. But how am I supposed to remember anything in a place like this?

What more do you want? "If you keep causing a scene, I’m going to retract my offer to remarry you. You’re going to regret it." I could tell he had run out of patience, judging by his expression. Regret? I had already done my part of regretting. I regretted not leaving him sooner. It was only after I left him that I realized that there was more to this world than Emil. "Emil, let me be perfectly clear: I have no intention of remarrying you. In fact, I am already married, so I would appreciate it if you stopped pestering me." I shrugged off his hand and turned to leave.