Rejected Bride: My Mysterious Sovereign Husband

I waited at the sacred basin for my fiancé of three years to arrive for our wedding oath. I desperately needed his noble family's mana-crystals to save my dying grandfather.

Instead of showing up, Dominic sent a public projection. He was kneeling beside my stepsister, Antonina, tenderly holding her hand.

"Kenna, stop being so petty. Antonina is frail, don't you have a shred of compassion?"

He broke our betrothal on the spot to comfort her. My biological father and stepmother immediately seized the opportunity.