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Too Late For Regret: My Dragon Lord

Chapter 2 

Word Count: 533    |    Released on: Today at 09:55

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across the silent courtyard, "if you dare touch my

om over me. "Regret it? You? A magicless whore who can't even

ittle voice pierced the tension. "Lea

hip from the nearest guard. "It seems ten lashes aren't enough. I'll fla

s, darling, please. The woman is clearly delirious from her sins. Don

I will teach this bitch and her spawn exactly who is the master her

, and it whistled merci

king speed and caught the end of the whip mid-air

the flesh of my palm. I slowly rose to my feet, glarin

hands?!" Caelus roared, his disbelief hardening int

g!" I shouted back, using his momentum to hold the whip steady. "You flog m

he bellowed, his face twisting in rage. "

s it just because your precious, scheming concubine whispered a convenient lie into y

ne cried out, feigning utter devastation. "I onl

, I will tear your throat out!" Caelus roared

enly l

several steps, looking utterly undign

pure disdain. "A Dragon Lord who lacks basic judgment, led aro

urderous intent as his uncontrolled dragon pow

asking

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Too Late For Regret: My Dragon Lord
“I am "Dragonless" wife of a powerful Dragon Lord. But the moment I opened my eyes, I was being publicly whipped for a false adultery charge orchestrated by his favored concubine. My five-year-old son, Aethan, threw his tiny body over mine to take the brutal, dragon-hide lash. My husband, Caelus, looked at us with pure disgust. "Get out of the way, you Dragonless bastard! Continue the punishment." He ordered the guards to drag my bleeding child away so he could finish beating me to death. To secure a pardon, I used my modern medical knowledge to pull Caelus's other son-the concubine's child-back from a fatal fever. But instead of gratitude, the concubine coached her recovered child to frame me, claiming I had maliciously tortured him with my acupuncture needles. Caelus instantly believed their act, looking at me with murderous suspicion once again. Meanwhile, my own son suddenly coughed up blood and fell unconscious, his spleen silently ruptured from the brutal whip lash he took for me. Looking at my dying child and my cold, arrogant husband, my heart completely died. Why should I stay in this hell, begging for the affection of a blind, cruel man who would let his own flesh and blood die over a cheap lie? I ripped the priceless royal brooch from my collar and stabbed it fiercely into Caelus's hand when he tried to grab my wrist. "I want a divorce. I am done with you completely and forever." This time, I am leaving this wretched place to save my son and live for myself.”