A Different Husband Every Night (Completed Main Story) - Chapter 117

It was a life with nothing to hope for.

“Aaargh!!! Seriously!!! Why!!! Can’t you do a single thing right!!”

Because even hoping for something was a luxury for me.

Though I was born in my mother’s palace—as a concubine— I grew up locked away in a detached building tucked into a corner of the imperial palace.

A detached building where no sunlight reached, and where no footsteps or gazes of people ever came.

I realized early on that this was a place for imprisoning disgraced royalty—before I’d even seen my father, the Emperor.

I understood completely—the servants who occasionally pitied me, and the soldiers who looked at me with utter contempt as if I were something filthy.

But there was one thing I couldn’t understand.

“Mom… why am I locked up here?”

This detached building is only for royal family members who’ve committed crimes, right? But I’ve done nothing wrong. All I’ve done is be born. Why must I be locked away here?

“Can’t I just live with you, Mom? It’s too dirty and scary here…”

My mother always smelled of alcohol and strong perfume. Her long nails, heavy makeup, and revealing clothes made it hard to even think of her as a parent caring for a child.

Some people said they occasionally forgot she even had a child.

“Levanfel. Haven’t I told you over and over? You’ll only leave this place when you become useful. Do you think you’re useful now?”

Despite her gentle tone, her nails digging into the back of my hand stung fiercely.

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