Too Late, My Dragon Lord Ex

“I was locked in a lone obsidian tower for ninety-seven days by my fiancé, Dragon Lord Collin Fleming. He claimed I was mentally unstable and needed protection, but it was just a pathetic excuse to dissolve our Dragon-blessed marriage contract for a pitiful widow named Ansley Wyatt. In my past life, I foolishly believed his lies about fulfilling a "life debt" to her and stepped aside, hoping he would remember my sacrifices. Instead, he forced me into a humiliating Rejection Ritual for her sake. I was cast out by my family, became the laughingstock of the entire aristocracy, and was left to rot in the slums. Eventually, I died of sickness on a cold, wet night, watching from afar as Collin and Ansley held a grand, magnificent wedding at Fleming Castle. Until my last breath, I couldn't understand. My family's wealth had saved his exhausted Dragon-crystal mines, and I had given him my absolute devotion. Why did my loyalty earn me a damp cell and a miserable death, while his shameless betrayal was celebrated as a noble romance? Opening my eyes again, I was back on the exact day he came to the tower to collect me. Looking at his perfectly crafted mask of guilt and tenderness, I sneered and completely avoided his outstretched hand. "Get your three thousand gold coins ready, Collin. Our engagement is over."”