I'm Terminal Anyway, No Regrets (17 Chapters Left to Complete) - Chapter 4
When the King and his brothers bestowed the divine blessing, a sacred light emanated from their hands.
I was different from them.
With me, flowers appeared alongside the light. At first, people and the temple rejoiced at this phenomenon.
But their attitude changed when those who received my blessing screamed in agony, overwhelmed by pain.
They scorned me, calling it a divine curse, impurity.
Liam knew this fact as well.
“Don’t play tricks.”
He sneered, pulling his hand away from my neck, then stepped back and crushed the white flower that had fallen onto his body.
“You want to save someone? You? A princess who can’t even manage herself?”
I didn’t have time to explain until Liam understood.
“I go to the temple once a week. On my way back, I stop by a dessert shop for a cup of tea. I’ll tell you details in two days.”
I walked past him and exited the balcony.
“Bring the flowers then.”
Liam’s gaze followed me, but he didn’t stop me.
I had walked just a few steps from the balcony when I noticed people’s stares unusually fixed on me.
‘Could they have seen me with Liam?’
Worried this might disrupt my plans, I scanned my surroundings—when suddenly a strong grip seized my forearm.
I nearly screamed but bit my lip to hold it back.
“Can’t you quickly remove that ominous flower stuck in your hair? Everyone’s looking.”
Jeffrey Olan growled softly, so only I could hear, his smile twisted.
Only then did I realize why people were staring. I plucked the flower from my hair and slipped it into my pocket.
“Hurry up. Let’s go. We have to make good on accepting a useless princess, after all.”
His words, delivered with a falsely kind smile, cut sharper than a blade.
“Your beauty must be invisible to these ignorant people. Princess Ormia is more radiant and beautiful than anyone—I’m truly heartbroken.”
He had once approached me, saying he pitied seeing me alone. Naturally, I was swayed by that attention and kindness—the first I’d ever received.
I was deceived by Jeffrey, who had approached me with ulterior motives, and right after our marriage, I faced reality.
I clung to him as the only one showing me affection.
I mistakenly believed Jeffrey was all I had left.
Yet from the start, no one truly liked me at all.
[This is the timeline separator]Jeffrey Olan urged me, and we headed toward the audience chamber.
The knight standing beside the door frowned upon seeing us but didn’t block our entry.
Though officially acknowledged, I remained unofficially unrecognized—a vague status that inevitably led to awkward permissions.
Inside the King’s audience chamber were royal family members and dukes who had left the banquet early, along with their heirs.
When Jeffrey and I bowed in greeting, they merely glanced over to confirm our presence but offered no acknowledgment in return.
“Damn it, Princess Ormia, this is all your fault. Because of you, I’m being treated like this.”
Jeffrey muttered irritably, just loud enough for me to hear.
He was someone who wouldn’t have even entered the King’s audience chamber if not for marrying me.
“You should’ve threatened them properly—how dare their knights barge in and issue threats?”
“We must remind them why this nation is called the land of the gods.”
“Even the Empire held back out of fear of the faithful, didn’t they?”
“Which royal family member has time to spare? It takes over half a year just to travel to and from the Empire. When the envoys see the royals’ schedules, they’ll realize how reckless their demands are.”
“Many still haven’t received blessings—how dare they even ask!”
Duke Windsor didn’t hide his irritation.
Those who manifested abilities—whether from a duke’s direct line, collateral line, or even distant kin born from some mistake—all suffered aftereffects proportional to the strength of their power.
Since divine blessings faded with distance from the royal bloodline, only the King, his direct children, and three other royals could bestow blessings.
With so few royals capable of granting blessings, they were always busy, and not everyone could receive them.
Duke Versi of Wind grinned slyly and proposed,
“Let’s negotiate.”
“Negotiate? We won’t even do that!”
“But we can’t simply tell them to wait forever. If we pretend to negotiate, the Empire will grow more anxious—and we’ll learn how desperate they truly are.”
“It’s because of Wilboyer. It’s obvious. It’s astonishing he’s lasted this long despite being exiled. I heard the medicine the Emperor gives him isn’t very effective…
When I was shipwrecked before, I thought I’d die just trying to survive a week without a blessing.”
Duke Windsor shuddered.
During a hunting trip, Duke Windsor had been shipwrecked due to an unexpected accident, and due to geographical complications, he hadn’t met any royals for a full week even after rescue.
“According to incoming reports, the condition of Wilboyer’s second son has been critical since two years ago.”
When Duke Haiman of Wind spoke, the King made his decision.
“We cannot bestow blessings upon one who has betrayed the gods. Duke Versi, I leave this to you. Negotiate and buy us time.”
“Yes, Your Majesty.”
Duke Versi took the King’s hand and kissed the back of it. A faint glow of blessing emanated briefly from the King’s palm before vanishing, and Duke Versi’s expression softened noticeably.
Having finished conversing with the nobles at the banquet, the princes and their adopted sister, Leticia Beltoar, entered the audience chamber.
Everyone’s attention instantly focused on them.
“You remain as beautiful as ever, Princess Leticia.”
“You shine even brighter today.”
“Is there good news? The moment you enter, Princess Leticia, the whole room brightens.”
“Thank you, you flatter me.”
Though they’d already greeted each other at the banquet, they kissed her hand again and showered her with praise. In return, the royals granted them a small blessing.
While all eyes were fixed on them, I approached the King and knelt before him.
I didn’t lift my head, but I knew exactly what expression he’d wear looking at me.
“Your Majesty.”
My voice was ignored.
“Count Lebler.”
“Yes.”
The King summoned his aide, Count Lebler, without even asking why I’d stepped forward.
Heavy footsteps approached from the side.
Though I hadn’t received the King’s permission, I spoke.
“I will divorce Jeffrey Olan.”
The audience chamber fell silent in an instant.
Jeffrey Olan, who’d been greeting the princes, rushed over hastily, shattering the icy stillness.
“Oh, Ormia! What are you saying to His Majesty! I’m sorry—perhaps the princess feels wronged by me.”
“Marital matters should be settled within the family. You can’t humiliate your husband like this in front of everyone just because you’ve had a quarrel.”
“I’ll talk things through and ease her mood. My apologies.”
Jeffrey tried to pull me up by the arm. Despite the many watching eyes, his grip was forceful.
A clicking sound of disapproval echoed.
“Still pulling stunts like this. Ever since childhood, she’d do absurd things just to grab attention. When will she ever mature?”
Prince Allian, the second prince, grumbled in irritation.
Yes, I had behaved like that as a child—before the age of eight, perhaps.
“After all, the princess has always craved attention.”
Prince Noier, the third prince, chimed in supportively.
There were times I did genuinely seek attention—but they thoroughly ignored me.
“When will she finally gain some dignity? Tsk.”
“Stop it. She must be upset—that’s why she’s acting this way.”
Leticia’s gentle voice, trying to mediate, also reached my ears.
“She may be a princess, but I dislike calling her ‘older sister.’ Still, you’re royal now—you should use proper titles.”
“Do you really expect me to call that girl ‘older sister’?”
“I don’t meet them as often as you do your elder brothers, so it’s just habit—I’m sorry.”
“It’s that cold-hearted brat’s fault, not yours. You have nothing to apologize for.”
Regardless of what they thought, I raised my head and met the King’s cold eyes.
In the past, that gaze had choked me, rendering me speechless—but things were different now. I remembered how, in my third life, this very King had tried to lock me away out of fear.
All affection for my parents had already vanished.
“Please grant me permission to divorce.”
Seeing my resolve unwavering, the King gave an order.
“Take her away at once.”
“Your Highness, please come now.”
“Ormia, enough. Let’s go home and talk.”
Jeffrey insisted on pulling me up, but he couldn’t force me.
This was the advantage of having so many witnesses around.
Out of concern for appearances, he couldn’t act recklessly toward me.
“I can’t continue this marriage any longer.”
“You married on a whim just three months ago! And now you want a divorce? If you intended to divorce over a whim, you should’ve been more careful! My apologies, Jeffrey Olan—I raised my daughter poorly.”
“I’ll handle it well. I’m sorry for troubling you over a marital matter.”
“At least you married a decent husband—that’s fortunate.”
This time, Jeffrey gripped harder. He forcibly pulled me to my feet.
I shook his arm off with all my strength.
Jeffrey, stunned that I’d dare do such a thing to him, was taken aback.
“It’s not a whim. Jeffrey, you’re in love with another woman. I cannot continue this marriage. Please grant me a divorce.”
“What? What are you talking about? No, how could I love another woman?”
Jeffrey’s face paled in panic as he hurriedly explained to the King.
“After marriage, I’ve been busy—perhaps I’ve neglected my feelings toward the princess. But to accuse me like this? Ormia, did you really hate me that much?”
He shifted all blame onto me.
Just like everyone else.
After all, I was the cursed one, the incompetent royal—so of course, they believed it was fine to blame and resent me for every misfortune.
Because I was easy prey.
“Shall I say it?”
“What?”
In my first life, I’d briefly given him my heart. He was the one who, knowing my feelings, used and betrayed me.
“Shall I reveal right here who the woman you’re seeing is?”
His face, which had once blamed everything on me even when caught cheating, now twisted in panic.
“Can you handle it?”
When the male lead is punished by carrying the female lead’s child and having periods like a woman
“I’ve given birth to two children for you, yet you still think about him.
Was I nothing but his substitute to you from beginning to end?”
Synopsis:
Meng Huan, a scumbag who has dated countless girlfriends, transmigrates to a female-dominated country.
Day 1: Whether it’s female dominance or not doesn’t matter. The beauties here are passionate and amorous. Isn’t it easier to date them than in modern times?
Day 2: After a night, Meng Huan discovers the differences in the female-dominated world. Men here actually have chastity locks and menstrual cycles. This hinders his ability to perform, damn it!
Day 3: What’s wrong with sleeping around? I don’t want you to marry me. I’m meant to be a playboy. I don’t care about male virtues… What? You want to drown me in a pig cage? Marry, I’ll marry!
Day N: Meng Huan inexplicably vomits and receives the shocking news of his life… He’s pregnant.
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For a man, this reaction was understandably awkward.
Oh. 👁️👁️😳
“If she’s being sent away anyway, who would do such a thing!”
Seriously, that people disgust me so badly… The audacity! Caring for her only in the struggle, and calling her devious when they are the ones who should be cursed! I hope she rises in the Empire and i hope that the news somehow causes in them atleast despair or some kind of disability.
“Marcus, please shut up! People avoided me, calling me ‘God’s rejection’—how cou
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Man… I know she’s miserable, but did you have to humiliate the woman like that?
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Girrlll whaaaat😭 that’s saaaaaaaad. But i hope she doesn’t do something to let them harm her body… even if it’s for scaping
Yes! Thank god he say it! Omg, she is crazy but the olan worked well. I hope she gets to the empire safely and swiftly
Loved this novel, i came because i started the manhwa and the story was really wonderfull, so i just had to know the rest. I am loving it.