I am a countess.

My husband, the second son of a ducal family whom I've been engaged to since childhood, is a constant philanderer. One day, to my utter disbelief, he declared he wanted a divorce.

So I retorted,

"The peerage is mine, this estate, the retainers, and all the assets belong to the earldom. So, if you divorce me, what will you have left?"

Flustered by my words, my husband began spouting something outrageous, but at the sheer pointlessness of it all, I curtly dismissed him and confined him to his room.

He continued to act recklessly, so I quashed his attempts every single time. But one day, he simply disappeared.

"Lonely? Not at all. For a fool like that..."

This is a romantic comedy set in another world. (Probably)