Too Late For Regret: My Dragon Lord

Chapter 3

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as an unsheathed blade, completely crus

c. "Brain too small to win an argument, so you resort to throwing a tantrum like

wanted to kill me, but executing his unarmed wife just because

s a judge's gavel echoing in the courtyard. "Wash your ears and

hite lotus. "Lady Catharine. You swore to the

ntically at Caelus before forcing a nod. "Y-Yes...

en tell this audience loud and clear: What exact time? Which specif

a basic cross-examination! Sweat ruined her perfect makeup. "It... yesterd

erday afternoon, I was locked in my room treating Aethan's cold! I didn

bsolute truth! The mistress and young master never left th

g the color of a dead fish. Her pathetic, fab

herself at Caelus, weeping. "Caelus, I... I must have remembered the time

shed simp. "Shut up!" he roared at me. "Catharine is an a

useless against a supreme idiot. Time for a dimensional s

t," I took a step forward, my aura completely swallowing his.

s limited brain ca

the incompetent Lord who was cuckolded, threw a public fit, and murdered his own innocent five-

the bullseye. He didn't give a damn about me o

o days. In two days, I will throw the concrete evidence of this pathetic frame-up rig

his sleeve. "Caelus, no! She'

own breath. "What's wrong, Lady Catharine? Terrified

, shivering in

e, gritted his teeth. "Fine! You have two days! At sunset,

re than enough to turn thi

urtyard doors were smashed open. A maid scrambl

Aidan... he suddenly spiked a horrifyi

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Too Late For Regret: My Dragon Lord

Barclay Hsu Fantasy

“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.”