The Kitchen Maid Who Captured the Fallen Prince's Heart

When Nathan Whitman took me as his lawful wife, I became the laughingstock of the entire capital.
The once proud Master Whitman, now a fallen phoenix worth less than a chicken, had ended up marrying a mere kitchen maid.
Later, when Nathan achieved fame and success, noble ladies hoping to marry him became as numerous as fish crossing a river.
I arranged to meet with a renowned matchmaker in the capital, intending to find him a couple of noble concubines.
In the end, Nathan, who was supposed to be handling business in Yangzhou, intercepted me at our doorstep.
He was travel-worn and trembling with anger.
'Just try stepping out that door today,' he dared me.