When I Died, He was IndifferentChapter 1
After successfully winning over the second male lead, I chose to stay in the Glar Dynasty.
Huston treated me very well, promising me a lifetime together.
Just when I thought the story had come to a perfect conclusion, war broke out at the border, and the emperor sought peace.
Huston exchanged his military achievements to allow me to stay in the Glar Dynasty, sending me as a hostage to the enemy nation instead of the female lead.
"It's what I owe you; you don't need to feel guilty." He still cared for the female lead.
I begged Huston to let me stay, but he brushed it off. "It's only for a while, dear. I'll come to fetch you home personally."
Later, I endured endless humiliation in the enemy country. In my despair, Huston went mad.
He delayed my return and love.
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"Your Highness, just hold on a little longer. The three years will soon be up. The general will come to take you back."
Melanie was crying uncontrollably, rubbing my cold hands, which were covered in oozing frostbite.
I was already critically ill, barely hanging on. I was unwilling to accept it.
From the day I was sent to Fensville, I knew I wouldn't return alive. It was worse than I had imagined, like a living hell!
Rashes spread across my face, and my lower body felt as if it were splitting apart.
I had lost all strength to endure.
Throughout the three years as a hostage, Huston had not even looked at me once. I wrote countless pleas for help, all falling on deaf ears.
How could I still hold onto hope as I lay on my deathbed?
The biggest mistake of my life was staying here for the sake of so-called love after my conquest.
I coughed up blood, and Melanie panicked, trying to stop the bleeding, but it was futile.
"If I were given another chance, I wouldn't stay."
"Your Highness!"
Images from the past flooded my mind.
In my previous life, I was an orphan who suddenly traveled to the Glar Dynasty after a car accident. A system appeared in my head, urging me to win over the devoted male lead, Huston.
To prevent the second male lead from becoming a stepping stone for the main couple's love, I intervened.
As the novel approached its climax, a coup erupted in the palace, blood flowing like rivers. Huston didn't shield the female lead but instead came to find me.
He fought his way through, protecting me, and asked if I would marry him.