The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

That was the only thing Aria felt as she strolled through White Hall’s gardens, unable to appreciate the bright flowers blooming around her.

She could not forget Kim’s calm smile, her knuckles clenching as she cursed, “Fuck them all! Jean, Winter, the White family… All of them! None of them can bear to see me living better than them! Did I hurt them or something?!”

Her grief grew as she rambled on, before she finally cracked and dropped to a crouch, sobbing. “What did I do wrong? I just wanted a better life! You all had to go all out to mess with me!”

As her sobs grew louder, she drew Eron’s attention.

His first look at her was one of contempt, though he soon had an idea.

Clapping his hands while grinning smugly, he put on a kindly face as he asked, “Aria Lond, was it? Aren’t you Mr. Lawrence’s girlfriend?”

Aria was sobbing even as she looked up, on the verge of a breakdown. “I won’t be soon enough.”

chuckled as he stood, clasping his hands behind his back and cutting straight to the chase. “That’s terrible. Given Mr. Lawrence’s temper, if he found out you lied to

“H-He’s not like that. I did lie to him, but

was merely bemoaning losing her life in riches and glamor before, Eron’s words left her worried about

was certainly savage when he beat up those thugs, be it at

didn’t know the truth before, so he would have to

her. “Just think about it—it was all your fault, right? If

she screamed right then, “Noooo!!! I

still marry