My Crippled Ex-Husband Is An Emperor

The Wedding

Ragi glanced at Styles. Was he really going to let this strange ill-mannered woman punish his people before him?

Styles gave him a brief nod before rolling inside.

“Get up, all of you,” Ragi ordered. Mona and her mother were flabbergasted. Did he just release the maids they were punishing after hearing everything they did?

The maids got off the ground without hesitation.

“Is that it? You are just going to let them go?” Mona asked him when he made to take his leave.

“What else would you have me do? You said you want a satin dress, right? It will be delivered in less than an hour. If you don't mind, I have more important things to handle than your tantrums,” Ragi responded, walking out on them.

“He's beginning to get on my nerves, mother. Who does he think he is? He is just a mere general and I am the Prince's bride. He should show me some respect!” Mona gritted.

Elena put a hand on her daughter's shoulder to calm her down.

“You will have to tolerate him until you are instated as Que