Divorce is the Condition

Chapter 1

It was a sentence that symbolized the imperial family.

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The Count of Estarot.

It was one of the most prestigious and well-off families since the founding of the country.

Counts have served as imperial executives for generations, and the daughters of the Count were once so powerful that they were nominated for empress.

However, the golden age of the Count family, which commanded hundreds of years of history, was nearing its end.

Count Philian Estarot was a man famous for his integrity.

He gained a lot of trust from the people of the land, but his straight conviction offended the nobles who had been corrupted by corruption.

The nobles constantly spoke ill of the Estarot family, and eventually fell out of favor of the imperial family.

Since then, it started the fall of the county.

Count Estarot sold his estate little by little to survive.

Businesses that were doing well were closed one by one, and they had to shake off the family fortune that they had gathered for generations to save the people of the land due to the attack of the beast.

To make matters worse, the Count, who worked day and night, collapsed and died shortly after.

The County, which lost the head of the family, began to collapse rapidly.

There was no one to inherit the title immediately because there were only two daughters without successors.

Since there was no head of the family, the people underneath naturally scattered, and everyone left the mansion.

Rosena, who had watched the family collapse little by little since childhood, grew up earlier than others.

She expected this day to come one day, and decided that she should revive the family on behalf of her father.

However, there was not much that the young lady of the county could do.

At best, she only socialized in society or entered the royal family and worked as a maid of the imperial family.

There was no way Rosena, who was not an adult, could pull up the family at once.

Nevertheless, Rosena did not give up.

She was busy trying to get the county back up.

Instead of turning himself in at home or going out to society like other young ladies, he looked for people to help the count and met with people of the land to coordinate taxes.

And whenever she had time, she did something to make money.

She worked her ass off for the only family left, but it was like pouring water into a bottomless jar.

Rosena's mother, Countess Macella Estarot, was a person who couldn't do anything.

The only thing she was good at was spending money.

Her husband, The Count, was frugal to himself, but generous to his family.

The Countess, who had been used to it, could not cut back on spending despite her husband's death.

Even if she had to sell her old stuff, she was busy recalling the glory of the past.

And Rosena's little sister, Rania, was no exception.

Having hogged a lot of love with her pretty appearance and charming personality, she had to possess what others have to get rid of her temper.

Even though the family became difficult, Rania bought trendy clothes and enjoyed a regular party along with other young ladies.

As a result, no matter how hard Rosena tried, her debts continued to increase, and eventually reached the brink of bankruptcy.

Rosena, who had been sacrificing herself even by losing sleep, overheard her mother's voice one day as she walked through the hallway.

- I've been offered a wedding.

Rosena put her back on the wall without even realizing it at the word marriage.

- One of you should get married on condition to pay off the debts.....

- Mother, I don't want to do it even if I die! He's so ugly. Look how fat he is!

Rosena peeked into the drawing room through the open door. In the drawing room, her mother and Rania sat side by side looking at a portrait of someone.

- Don't worry. Your sister is the one who will get married. It's annoying because he's a commoner, but... they will keep supporting us because his family has a lot of money.

- So if sister gets married, we will be rich again, right?

- That's right. Not as good as when your father is alive, but we will be able to maintain this kind of life.

A friendly laugh came out of the drawing room.

Rosena, who was leaning her back against the wall, sank to the floor with no strength in her legs.

Everything she heard now sounded like a lie.

But the laughter coming out of the drawing room told her it was real.

She didn't struggle to live her life just to get this.

Still, they were blood-related families, and she believed that they could get through it somehow.

But it was a stupid idea. Those two people were thinking of selling Rosena under the pretext of marriage.

Shocked, Rosena managed to lift herself up. Her whole body trembled like a cottonwood.

Rosena stumbled to walk down the hall.

And when she came to her senses, she was sitting on the bed.

Sitting in bed and dazed for a long time, something hot rolled down her cheek.

Rosena slowly raised her hand and touched her cheek.

It was a tear she had never shed before after her father's death.

Her father's face came to mind in a blurred vision.

Smiling brightly, he was a man who loved Rosena generously and treated her without discrimination.

Rosena shed tears silently. Then she lied down on the bed and sobbed.

Rosena had a headache after crying for a long time, she touched the reddish eyes.

Crying didn't change anything.

If she were stupid, she'd marry a man she didn't even know.

Rosena rose from her seat and paced around the room.

Her only one little sister although always acted immaturely, and the mother who gave birth to her and only favored her little sister.....

Rosena might be the only one who held onto lingering feelings, missing the harmonious old days.

Whenever she had a hard time, she thought she wanted to run away, but she remembered her family's faces and got her mind back together.

But now, Rosena was trying to make her imagination come true.

Rosena packed things around her and packed them simply. Then he opened the closet and changed into the most modest clothes.

She sat on the chair to leave a note, but only looked at the blank paper. She wanted to say a lot, but she didn't have anything to say.

Rosena, who crumpled the paper and threw it into the trash can, looked in the mirror for the last time.

Not a bright, fresh lady, but a young lady who was tired of heavy life was standing there.

Rosena, who looked away from the mirror, opened the door with a glance at her beloved room once again.

From the moment she left this room, she vowed to live for herself, not for her family.

"I'm going to quit now."

And so, Rosena left the County.

TBC