Although it was a political marriage, I was asked for a divorce on bended knee by my husband, whom I loved, because he had fallen in love with a commoner woman with an adorable smile.

It has been one year since I, the daughter of a baron, entered into a political marriage with the eldest son of a baron. I knew that my husband's family was after my dowry. But I loved my husband. Reflecting on my inability to be honest with myself, I tried to greet him with a smile today, but he got down on his knees and asked for a divorce, saying he had fallen in love with someone else. Today is our wedding anniversary, but it seems he had even forgotten that. When I refused, he went to his mistress's place, and when I went to pick him up, I overheard the two of them talking about me.