“I, Evelyn Felice will abdicate as the Empress.”
“You’re giving up your fortune without my permission, and you’re happy at will.”
But a year later, like a coincidence, Fabian appeared again.
“Our relationship is done… … Please stop.”
“I seemed to be the one who would do that. Everything… … I decide.”
The relationship, which was thought to have been neatly arranged, began to get entangled again. Fabian’s indifferent eyes were burning hot toward Evelyn.