All Chapters of The General's Ex-Wife's Regret: Chapter 211
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Chapter 211
The royal dining hall was nothing short of breathtaking.Crystal chandeliers shimmered overhead. A long polished table stretched across the room, adorned with silverware engraved with the royal crest of Brightskia. Portraits of past monarchs watched from the walls, their painted eyes heavy with history—and judgment.Carl entered a step behind Andrea, his posture relaxed but his senses razor-sharp.At the head of the table sat the King.His presence alone commanded silence.King Alistair of Brightskia did not need to raise his voice to be feared. His sharp features, streaks of silver in his dark hair, and calculating gaze were more than enough.Beside him sat Queen Helena—elegant, unreadable, her smile as delicate as porcelain.Two other figures were already seated: a young man in his late twenties with a composed expression, and a woman slightly older than Andrea, her eyes assessing everything with quiet interest.“Welcome back, Andrea,” the King said evenly.Andrea lowered her head s
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Andrea’s mouth fell open. Her knees trembled so badly that she dropped back into her chair.“W-What’s happening, Carl?” she asked, her voice shaking.Carl’s jaw tightened. He stood and faced the royal family.Andrea remained seated. So did the King, the Queen, and the Prince. Shock was written across every one of their faces.“What else could it be?” Carl said coldly. “Someone in this room wants you dead, Princess.”Fear tightened around Andrea’s chest. She hadn’t even recovered from what happened in Armenia—and now this? Inside her own home?Tears welled in her eyes.Suddenly, King Alistair slammed his hand against the table.“That is absurd!” he thundered. “Who would dare attempt to kill my daughter? The Crown Princess?!”Carl’s gaze shifted briefly to Prince Cedric and Queen Helena.“How would I know?” he replied evenly. “It’s my first time meeting all of you.”Cedric’s brows furrowed. “What exactly are you implying?”Carl shrugged and returned to his seat beside Andrea.“You seem
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Andrea stormed straight into her room and finally let everything she had been holding in spill out.The door had barely shut behind her before her composure shattered. She pressed her hands against her face, her shoulders shaking as the tears came—hot, furious, humiliated tears.She still couldn’t believe it.Not once—not even once—had her father shown the slightest hint of concern. No questions. No reassurance. No anger on her behalf. Instead, he had scolded her. Defended his wife. Chosen them.Over her.Andrea had only been eight years old when her biological mother died.It had happened so suddenly. One day her mother was merely tired. The next, she was weak. Then weaker still. The illness progressed without explanation, like a shadow slowly swallowing light. No diagnosis. No cause. Even the most brilliant doctors in Brightskia could not determine what was wrong. They tried everything.Nothing worked.And jus
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“What are you saying, Mother? Are you sure about this?” Cedric asked, clearly startled.It was already late when Queen Helena summoned him. He had plans for the evening—far more entertaining ones—but she rarely called for him in such a formal tone. He had no choice but to come.And this was what greeted him.“Yes, my son,” Helena replied calmly.She was lounging on her velvet sofa, delicately applying her night skincare as though they were discussing tomorrow’s weather.“You will marry the princess.”Cedric let out a sharp breath.“But… she’s my sister.” He ran a hand through his hair. “Is marrying within the family part of royal custom now?”Helena didn’t even flinch.“You are not siblings by blood, Cedric. There is nothing wrong with it. And besides, there is no other prince worthy of her. Only you, my son.”He hesitated. “D-Does the king agree to this?”A slow, knowing smirk curved
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An hour later, Andrea was reviewing the final page of the program when the door opened again.She glanced up—And blinked.Carl stepped inside.Gone was the half-open polo and faded pants. In their place was a tailored black suit that fit him almost suspiciously well. The crisp white shirt underneath highlighted the breadth of his shoulders, and his hair—previously falling carelessly over his forehead—had been styled neatly back. Even his shoes gleamed.He looked… dangerous.Polished. Controlled. Expensive.Andrea’s eyes widened before she quickly composed herself.Glenda stood behind him with her arms crossed, clearly proud of her work.“There,” she said. “Now he looks like someone worthy of standing beside the crown princess.”Carl adjusted his cufflinks, clearly uncomfortable. “I feel like I can’t breathe.”“That’s because you’re finally dressed properly,” Glenda replied dryly.Andrea circled him slowly, pretending to inspect him li
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“You can’t do this to me, Dad! Don’t you care about me at all?!” Andrea demanded.The moment the announcement ended, she had followed King Alistair straight to his office.He sat behind his massive desk, posture rigid. With a flick of his hand, he dismissed the attendants inside the room. The heavy doors closed, leaving only father and daughter—and the tension suffocating the space between them.“It has already been decided, Andrea,” he said firmly. “You will marry Cedric.”“No, Dad!” Her voice cracked, but she didn’t lower it. “I can endure anything. Training. Criticism. Danger. But this?” She shook her head in disbelief. “You’re really going to hand me over to them?”King Alistair inhaled deeply, as though summoning patience.“It’s not like that. I’m doing this for you. Cedric will keep you safe.”Andrea let out a sharp, humorless laugh.“Do you honestly believe that’s what they’re thinking about? My safety?”
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Andrea wiped her tears roughly and shot Cedric a venomous glare.“We don’t need you here, Cedric,” she said coldly.Cedric smirked, slipping his hands into his pockets as if he’d just walked into a casual gathering instead of a battlefield.“Come on, Andie,” he drawled. “I’m pretty sure you and Dad are discussing our wedding. So… I’m right where I belong.”Andrea rolled her eyes so hard it was a wonder they didn’t stay there. She looked at her father—at King Alistair—but he had already sat back down, retreating behind the safety of his desk.That hurt more than Cedric’s smirk.She shook her head slowly.“I can’t do this anymore.”And just like that, she walked out.The door closed harder than necessary.Cedric let out a low chuckle, clearly entertained.“Is she always this dramatic, Father?” he asked lightly.King Alistair exhaled deeply, rubbing his temples. “She doesn’t want
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While the entire palace bustled outside in preparation for the engagement party, Andrea remained in her room.She lay flat on her bed, staring at the ceiling as if it had personally betrayed her. Servants had been trying for nearly an hour to coax her up, but she refused to twitch.No matter what they said.No matter how urgent it sounded.She would not marry her stepbrother.And she would not let them steal the throne from her.“Princess, you need to get up now,” one of the maids pleaded gently. “Everyone is waiting for you.”They were lined up at the foot of her bed, hands clasped nervously, gowns and jewelry prepared for her transformation. They stood ready to dress her, style her hair, turn her into the radiant bride-to-be the kingdom expected.Andrea didn’t move.Not even a sigh.By the window, Carl stood quietly, arms crossed, watching the palace grounds below. Musicians were assembling. Guests were arriving. Laughter drifted upward through the glass.It all felt like mockery.“
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“I think we’re going to have a problem,” Cedric said.He and Queen Helena were in her private sitting room, the door shut tight. The music from the engagement celebration drifted faintly through the walls, but inside, the mood was colder.“Why?” Helena asked lightly.At the moment, “problem” was not a word she entertained. The announcement had been made. The nobles had applauded. The wheels were already turning.As far as she was concerned, the throne was practically within reach.Cedric exhaled and dropped onto the sofa, rubbing his temples.“I just came from Andrea’s room. She’s being stubborn.”Helena smirked. “When has she not been?”“This time is different,” Cedric muttered.Helena waved a dismissive hand. “Let her resist. No matter what she does, our plan is already in motion. You will become her husband. And once that happens…” Her eyes gleamed. “The throne will be ours again.”Cedric nodded slowly. “That part is certain.”He hesitated.“But I thought the original plan was simp
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The ballroom erupted into mixed reactions.Some nobles clapped enthusiastically, thrilled by the unexpected alliance. Others exchanged guarded glances, clearly recalculating their loyalties in real time.But no one was more stunned than Andrea.“What is going on?” she whispered.She had been bracing herself for Cedric’s name.Slowly, she turned toward him.Even Prince Cedric looked like someone had just pulled the ground out from under him. His jaw was tight, his confidence gone, his composure hanging by a thread.Andrea then looked at Queen Helena.The queen consort had risen from her seat and was already moving toward King Alistair, her graceful mask cracking at the edges.“D-Dear,” Helena whispered sharply once she reached him. “What is going on? You never told me about this.”The frustration in her voice was barely contained.This fool. What does he think he’s doing? she fumed internally.King Alistair, however, smiled warmly—almost too warmly. He took Helena’s hand and wrapped an