"This isn't just a divorce agreement, is it? I can sign it now." The king still held a thick book in his hand, his tone disapproving.
Bai Mengling clearly could not believe her ears.
However, the palace where she had grown up had witnessed countless deceptions, and she had been trained as the king's heir. Even though her heart churned with doubt and shock, she would not easily reveal all her true thoughts on her face.
"Are you serious?" Her expression was now nothing but stern.
She wanted to use her expression to remind Wang Ye that she was not joking, so he had better not joke about something like this either—or bear the consequences himself.
A new smile appeared on Wang Ye's face. "What kind of expression is that? Do you think I'd want the identity of a princess's husband?
Haha, don't be ridiculous.
Everyone outside envies me for marrying you, but they don't know anything. I sleep alone in a double bed. When I'm sick, there isn't even someone caring and considerate by my side.
Maybe you're perfect in everyone else's eyes—the crown princess, Her Highness. But in my eyes, have you ever fulfilled your responsibilities as a wife?
No.
So I don't miss it at all.
What I want to tell you now, Bai Mengling, is that we're over."
"You!"
This might have been Bai Mengling's first time getting angry.
She had always stood high above others, proud and aloof. Today, someone as worthless as Wang Ye had made her seem worthless. It would have been strange if she had not gotten angry!
Wang Ye was not someone who made trouble for no reason. It was just that, in his memories, the original owner, Wang Ye, had truly lived a miserable life.
His nominal wife, Bai Mengling,