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Her Royal Life 1

Her Royal Life 1

[Frank, I know this must be painful for you. But what Agnes and I have is real. I hope you can find it in yourself to let her be happy.]

 

The message lit up my phone. It was from Nicholas Morgan, Agnes Grey’s assistant.

 

Aside from that message, the rest were videos and photos.

 

An impassioned embrace beneath the famed Tower of Love.

 

Whispers of affection before the murals of one of the most famous museums in the world.

 

Naked bodies tangled on the sands of a tropical paradise.

 

And even images of their unrestrained pleasure against a floor-to-ceiling window.

 

Only in that moment did I fully understand that Agnes was no longer the woman I had once loved.

 

We had met when we had nothing. For the sake of her acting career, I worked day and night, pouring every cent into her performances and running errands for her film crews.

 

For seven long years, I toiled until I slept on subway rides home, drank so hard at business parties that my stomach bled. Piece by piece, I built a company from nothing.

 

And in those same years, Agnes rose to fame, her name celebrated across the nation.

 

Everything we once dreamed of achieving together—she chose, in the end, to share with her assistant.

 

I didn’t hesitate. I drafted the divorce papers.

 

Just as I was about to sign my name, a sudden voice echoed at my ear.

 

“Frank, don’t! You promised me, remember? You said you’d give me three chances.”

 

The familiar voice struck me like lightning. My body trembled.

 

I turned… and there stood Agnes at nineteen, delicate and ethereal, wearing the 30-dollar dress I once bought her with money from a part-time job.

 

In that dress, she had always been the most beautiful in my memory.

 

I stared blankly at her apparition, then unexpectedly, I laughed.

 

“All right. Three chances it is.”

 

At that very moment, my phone rang again.

 

“Frank! How many times have I told you? Stop picking on Nicholas! He’s only my assistant. He’s exhausted every day, running around with me from place to place! If you keep this up, forget about that seaside trip I promised you!”

 

I put the call on speaker. Her furious voice filled the room.

 

I glanced at the nineteen-year-old Agnes, offering her a gentle smile. Anger flared on her youthful face.

 

“How can she talk to you like that? How dare she speak to you this way!”

 

Nineteen-year-old Agnes trembled with fury. But the twenty-seven-year-old version of her was cold as ice.

 

“Frank, looks like you’ve grown bold—keeping another woman at your side now. I’ll give you half an hour to get to Marlen Tower. If you’re not here by then…”

 

She hung up without finishing.

 

I muttered, “That’s the first chance, Agnes.”

 

Even I wasn’t sure if I was speaking to the nineteen-year-old before me, or to myself.

 

By the time I drove to Marlen Tower, forty minutes had already passed.

Her Royal Life

Her Royal Life

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1) The Message That Ended Everything

The phone buzzed with a message from Nicholas Morgan, assistant to the famous actress Agnes Grey.

“Frank, I know this must be painful for you. But what Agnes and I have is real. Please let her be happy.”
A polite dagger dressed as sympathy. Attached to the message were the real wounds — videos and photos of Agnes and Nicholas: passionate embraces under the Tower of Love, stolen kisses before world-famous murals, and bodies entangled on the sands of paradise. The woman Frank once adored was gone.


2) The Ghost of What Was Built

Frank stared at the images in silence. Memories replayed — seven long years of sacrifice.
He had worked three jobs to fund Agnes’s acting dream, slept on subways, drank until his stomach bled, and clawed his way from nothing to build a company of his own.
Together, they had once dreamed of success. Yet now that dream belonged to her and her assistant, shared in stolen luxury and shameless passion.


3) The Final Signature

Frank didn’t hesitate. He opened the divorce papers, the document that would end everything. His pen hovered for a second over the signature line. There was no anger, only exhaustion — until a voice, familiar and young, whispered behind him:

“Frank, don’t! You promised me… three chances.”
He froze. Slowly, he turned.


4) The Girl From Another Time

Standing before him was Agnes at nineteen — the girl he first fell in love with.
She wore the simple $30 dress he had bought her from his part-time earnings.
In that dress, she had always been his favorite memory — unspoiled, pure, full of dreams.
For a moment, the pain receded, replaced by disbelief and bittersweet nostalgia. Then, unexpectedly, Frank laughed.
“Three chances,” he murmured. “All right, Agnes. Three chances it is.”


5) The Present Calls

His phone rang again. The screen flashed with the name Agnes Grey — the real, present one. He answered on speaker.

“Frank! How many times do I have to tell you? Stop harassing Nicholas! He’s exhausted every day running around with me. If you keep this up, forget about that seaside trip I promised you!”
Her voice, sharp and impatient, filled the room.
The nineteen-year-old Agnes beside him clenched her fists in outrage.
“How dare she talk to you like that?”
But the older version was cold and commanding — a woman who no longer remembered love.


6) Two Faces of the Same Woman

The young Agnes’s eyes blazed with loyalty, pain, and disbelief. She couldn’t recognize the bitter, self-absorbed woman she would become.
The older Agnes — twenty-seven, famous, untouchable — was nothing like the girl who once believed in love over luxury.
The contrast was unbearable, as if innocence itself were confronting corruption.
Frank’s gaze drifted between them, torn between what was lost and what remained.


7) The Ultimatum

“Frank,” came Agnes’s icy voice through the phone. “Looks like you’ve grown bold — keeping another woman at your side now. I’ll give you half an hour to get to Marlen Tower. If you’re not here by then…”
She hung up.
Her threat lingered like smoke in the room.
Frank smiled faintly and whispered, “That’s the first chance, Agnes.”
Even he wasn’t sure if he was speaking to the ghost before him — or to himself.


8) A Promise Revived

The nineteen-year-old Agnes looked at him with pleading eyes, full of fear and hope.

“You said you’d give me three chances, Frank. You’ll really do it?”
He nodded softly. “I will.”
Maybe this was fate’s cruel experiment — a chance to relive the choices that destroyed them.
Or perhaps it was punishment — forcing him to face the woman he had loved, both innocent and fallen, in the same lifetime.


9) Racing Against Memories

By the time he reached Marlen Tower, forty minutes had passed. He was late — perhaps deliberately so. The city lights blurred through his windshield like streaks of gold and regret. Each second carried the weight of the past seven years — of betrayal, devotion, and exhaustion.
He didn’t know what awaited him there — forgiveness, confrontation, or another illusion — but this was Chance One.


10) The Beginning of the End

The elevator doors reflected his face — older, colder, but strangely calm.
Behind him, in the tinted glass, he almost saw her reflection — the nineteen-year-old Agnes, clutching her hands together, silently following.
In the world’s eyes, she was long dead, replaced by fame and vanity. But perhaps, somewhere deep within, that girl still existed.
Frank stepped into the elevator and pressed the button for the top floor.
The doors slid shut with a quiet hiss — the sound of a man walking back into the past he thought he’d buried.
And so began the promise of three chances — the line between love and ruin drawn once more.

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