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Prologue

Her brother, who was the one who causes a coup d’etat, had sliced her throat. After she returned to the time before she died, she decided that she would somehow tame him and survive!

But…

Did she tame him too much?

***

“Brother, why don’t you get married?”

There was no reply from him instead, the glass that he held popped and crack with a crackling sound.

“Oh no, you’re bleeding.”

“Why should I get married?”

“Eh?”

“I have you already.”

Why should I get married you said? You have to get the Empress so I can leave this castle! Sezh laughed unnaturally.

“Sezh.”

At that moment, she stumbled and Raytan pulled her body into his arms. His red eyes started to gleamed suggestively while looking down at Sezh who was trapped in his arms.

“You know we are not real siblings.”

Chapter 1

Chapter 1

[A monster with the hair as black as night, eyes as red as blood will ruin everything!]

It was a legend that descended from generation to generation in the Royal family of Rowain, the Denhelder Empire. Some said that this legend was a prophecy left by a famous wizard, some said that it was a will left by the Emperor who wants to hold reign in more years. In fact, whatever the source was, it didn’t matter much at all. People treated that legend as a tale from the old people.

The old tale continues to pass down from ancestors to ancestors, whenever someone asked them about a funny story, the story always come back without fail. Nothing special about it. It was until the crude Muhi, the person who was seen by Rowain III, led a ship as big as Namsan alone and entered the Imperial Palace. The child of Muhi had a hair as black as night, and eyes as red as blood, just like the legend said. Everyone was talking about the child.

[We have to kill him, tear his limbs, carve his body and bury the body in pieces.]

Rowain III, who was not able to suppress the nobles’ opinion, eventually followed their offer. He threw the baby without breastfeeding him to the river and left it alone in a forest full of lions. But the child surprisingly didn’t die.

Even if the rock was attached to it, it did not sink into the water, and it was not eaten by the wild animals when it was thrown into the forest with animal blood all over it.

The cursed child grew, survived and became Raytan.

It was a name that meant to be a cursed person. The royals of the Denhelder Empire all had blue eyes and blonde hair. And among the blond in the palace, Raytan’s presence was like a foreign object. No one accepted him. He was mistreated and harassed.

Raytan was treated as a stranger.

A stranger who will never mix anywhere.

A horrendous monster.

Someone even insisted, “One day he’ll ruin everything, like what the legend said.”

People seemed to think it was a pretty reasonable statement.

They talked about it whenever they could, and they said that they had to get him out of the castle as soon as possible before Raytan could rebel.

Contrary to everyone’s concerns, Raytan did nothing.

Raytan grew and grew more than the environment can think of.

In other words, he lived like a dead rat, as if nothing had happened, as if it were dead.

Of course, he was bullied by his half-siblings, but never once was Raytan rebelled against them.

A living doll.

Who is just being silent, no matter how it is treated.

And a cursed one.

No matter what he does, he can’t be accepted by anyone.

That was Raytan.

But when Raytan turned 23 years old, everything has been reversed since his biological mother, Lise, was killed.

It was another concubine, Yerena, who killed Lise.

In fact, she killed many concubines besides Lise.

But Yerena should not have killed Lise.

If so, Raytan wouldn’t have caused a Coup d’état, either.

He might have been as quiet as he had been.

If others despise him, he will let them despise him, and if they want to bully, they can bully him…

But the coin was turned upside down at once, like the legend that has been going down for generations said. The Imperial Palace became a living hell overnight. Raytan went insane and killed people. The servants, concubines, nobles, and half-brothers who faithfully followed Yerena and the Emperor.

Sezh Rowain was also one of those half-siblings.

To be precise, she was the only daughter of Yerena, the concubine who killed Lise.

“Huff, huff …”

Chapter 1

[A monster with the hair as black as night, eyes as red as blood will ruin everything!]

It was a legend that descended from generation to generation in the Royal family of Rowain, the Denhelder Empire. Some said that this legend was a prophecy left by a famous wizard, some said that it was a will left by the Emperor who wants to hold reign in more years. In fact, whatever the source was, it didn’t matter much at all. People treated that legend as a tale from the old people. 

The old tale continues to pass down from ancestors to ancestors, whenever someone asked them about a funny story, the story always come back without fail. Nothing special about it. It was until the crude Muhi, the person who was seen by Rowain III, led a ship as big as Namsan alone and entered the Imperial Palace. The child of Muhi had a hair as black as night, and eyes as red as blood, just like the legend said. Everyone was talking about the child. 

[We have to kill him, tear his limbs, carve his body and bury the body in pieces.]

Rowain III, who was not able to suppress the nobles’ opinion, eventually followed their offer. He threw the baby without breastfeeding him to the river and left it alone in a forest full of lions. But the child surprisingly didn’t die. 

Even if the rock was attached to it, it did not sink into the water, and it was not eaten by the wild animals when it was thrown into the forest with animal blood all over it.

The cursed child grew, survived and became Raytan.

It was a name that meant to be a cursed person. The royals of the Denhelder Empire all had blue eyes and blonde hair. And among the blond in the palace, Raytan’s presence was like a foreign object. No one accepted him. He was mistreated and harassed. 

Raytan was treated as a stranger.

A stranger who will never mix anywhere.

A horrendous monster.

Someone even insisted, “One day he’ll ruin everything, like what the legend said.”

People seemed to think it was a pretty reasonable statement. 

They talked about it whenever they could, and they said that they had to get him out of the castle as soon as possible before Raytan could rebel.

Contrary to everyone’s concerns, Raytan did nothing.

Raytan grew and grew more than the environment can think of. 

In other words, he lived like a dead rat, as if nothing had happened, as if it were dead.

Of course, he was bullied by his half-siblings, but never once was Raytan rebelled against them.

A living doll. 

Who is just being silent, no matter how it is treated.

And a cursed one. 

No matter what he does, he can’t be accepted by anyone. 

That was Raytan.

But when Raytan turned 23 years old, everything has been reversed since his biological mother, Lise, was killed.

It was another concubine, Yerena, who killed Lise.

In fact, she killed many concubines besides Lise.

But Yerena should not have killed Lise.

If so, Raytan wouldn’t have caused a Coup d’état, either.

He might have been as quiet as he had been.

If others despise him, he will let them despise him, and if they want to bully, they can bully him…

But the coin was turned upside down at once, like the legend that has been going down for generations said. The Imperial Palace became a living hell overnight. Raytan went insane and killed people. The servants, concubines, nobles, and half-brothers who faithfully followed Yerena and the Emperor.

Sezh Rowain was also one of those half-siblings.        

To be precise, she was the only daughter of Yerena, the concubine who killed Lise.

“Huff, huff …”

..continue..

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SUMMARY

Others usually appeared as human when they possessed a character in a book, but I possessed a doll.

It was also a favorite doll of the tyrant whose neck went flying because of the male lead.

‘I’ve already died once, but I don’t want to die again!’

To survive, I must edify the tyrant.

To do that, I must first move my body… What? Oh, it’s moving?

“Are you really Chloe? No, who are you?”

A young emperor of the Burgundy Empire and a tyrant with the end faith of dying. Reclaim my body while edifying him!

***

The hair was not black.

Instead, it was shiny gold. It was the same color as the doll.

Standing still, panicked, Declan asked again in a trembling voice.

“…Chloe, are you really here? But why do you look like a doll?”

From the time the doll moved its hand, he had an expectation that Chloe might have been in it.

In such a situation, although it looks translucent, there is a person who looks exactly like a doll, so it is worth expecting that it was Chloe.

Because in the end, people just believe whatever they want to believe.

“I am not the princess.”

His eyes greatly shook at the firm answer.

Chapter 1

Chapter 1

“Your Majesty, there is no war.”

“It’s been only two months since the war was over. Though you want to start a war again.”

“Then, what are you going to do about the people’s resentment?”

“How will you pay for the money we need for the war?”

I stared blankly at those who were eagerly expressing their opinions.

‘Where is this? Who are those people?’

Today was my high school graduation, and I was going on a trip with my parents.

‘Where are Mom and Dad?’

As I looked around to try to find my parents, I saw a man sitting in a golden chair. His sharp eyes, the slender jawline, and his impression made everyone nervous. In addition, the green eyes, which can be seen under the fine silver hair, were indifferent and desolate, so it would be quite difficult to face him.

“Your Majesty.”

A blonde-haired man sitting right under the high ledge quietly called him.

‘Your Majesty?’

Are you saying that the silver-haired man is the emperor? What is he talking about?

At that moment, a scene passed like lightning in my head. A dump truck was interrupted by a sudden lane change, father’s surprised voice, and the screams of mother.

…And the enormous shock and terrible pain that followed.

I closed my eyes tightly at the feeling of suffocation, as though someone was choking me. A family trip to celebrate college enrollment… How did this happen?

That was the last memory of my life that I cried out desperately while looking at the back of my parents that were stained with blood.

“I need money.”

It was the low and cold voice of a man called the emperor who broke my train of thoughts. When I carefully opened my eyes, I saw him twisting the tail of his mouth.

“I conquered the Gemina Kingdom two months ago, so I can use the treasury money for the war. What’s the problem?”

“Don’t you bring the subjugated Gemina Kingdom into ruins? It costs money to rebuild it.”

The blue-haired middle-aged man answered with a stiff face.

“Lord Otien, have you forgotten that Gemina’s treasures came into our hands? That is a large amount of money. So don’t say painful things.”

Despite the emperor’s words and sarcasm, there was no change in the face of the man called Lord Otien.

“If we don’t have money, then we have more reason to go to war. We have land, we have labor, we have money. Why stop the good things?”

As the emperor’s face turned cold, those who had gathered began to glance at each other.

‘What, why is the atmosphere like this? What is that person doing?’ I glanced at the emperor without realizing. The atmosphere he exudes was so bloody that my flesh trembled.

“Don’t the people get killed and injured in war? Can’t you hear them cry?”

Another man appealed as if he was frustrated.

“There was always a burden on the forefront. We always win, and the number of casualties is far less than that of our opponents. What’s more successful than war?”

“Your Majesty’s achievements deserve praise, but don’t you know that no war is better than war?”

“Don’t I know? …Ha.”

The emperor laughed in vain, stunned.

“Count Nolan, are you trying to teach me now?”

His words hardened the bodies of those who had gathered there.

‘Where the hell are we, anyway?’

Moreover, such a choking situation. I couldn’t bear listening to it any longer, so I tried to speak carefully to the emperor.

‘Excuse me? Hello?’

However, he was staring horribly at only those in front of him as though he couldn’t hear me. ‘Excuse me? Can’t you hear me?’

That moment.

Suddenly, he turned his head towards me.

“What do you think? They are very conceited. They dare to teach me.”

‘That scared me. Why are you asking me?’ As soon as he saw me, his expression, which had been hit by the north wind, quickly became warm. Even a friendly voice flowed out of his mouth, which had uttered a drowsy venom.

‘Are, are you crazy?’

While I was flustered, the emperor once again gently asked, reaching for me with his hand.

“What should I do? What would you like to do?”

‘Uh, huh? Why are you approaching me?’ I instinctively leaned back in fear of an unknown reason.

At that moment.

‘What, what’s wrong?’

I thought I was moving backward, but the distance between the emperor was getting closer, rather than widening.

I took a desperate step back.

But still, the body didn’t move, and his hand came closer.

‘What, what is it! I haven’t done anything wrong. I don’t even know where this is!’

I couldn’t stand the horror anymore and shouted desperately with my eyes closed.

‘Strange.’

I felt something touching me, but I couldn’t feel anything else over time.

‘What?’

Wanting to know what was going on, I slowly opened my eyes after I gathered my courage.

‘Ugh!’ When I saw the emperor’s face right in front of my nose, I thought I was fainting. He rubbed my head with a lazy look.

‘Wait. You’re touching my head? But why can’t I feel anything?’

Feeling that something is horribly wrong, though I’m not entirely sure. However, the biggest problem right now was that my body wasn’t moving. Not only that, but it was also strange that I couldn’t feel anything.

Anxiety climbed up my spine.

The emperor, who had been fiddling with my hair, suddenly tilted his head and put his mouth in my ear. I was frightened. Still, I couldn’t get away from him.

“Is that so? You have the same idea.”

I didn’t say anything?

The emperor nodded his head as if hearing my answer and backed away. I couldn’t figure out why he was doing it, so I glanced at the people around him, and everyone was shutting their eyes tightly in a sense of tension.

Slowly rising from his seat, the emperor suddenly pulled out the sword he had placed next to his chair.

‘Hey, why pull out the sword?! Please calm down!’

I tried to reach for him, but my body didn’t move.

‘What, what the hell is this? I thought I wasn’t dead? But why is there someone who wants to dance swords in front of me!’ I wanted to run away right away though my body wouldn’t move. It was seriously killing me.

The emperor took his sword and approached the man who last spoke, not me.

I watched his behavior nervously.

The man was embarrassed and eagerly glanced at the man called Lord Otien to save him. Then, when he saw the emperor approaching, he bit his lips tightly. When only the sound of the tip of the sword scratching the marble floor was ringing, a blond man stood up and intercepted the emperor.

“Your Majesty, please show your mercy.”

The emperor paused and stared at the blonde man indifferently.

“Mason, get out of the way. I don’t want to hurt you.”

‘Mason? Is it that Mason?’

My eyes widened at the name.

‘Why does that name come out here?’

Again, I looked closely at the blonde man. Blonde, smart and serious-looking handsome man.

‘Oh my God.’

Recognizing him, I muttered powerlessly.

I know Mason.

Isn’t it the male lead of the romantic fantasy novel ‘Love Blooms in the Ruins’ that I’m a fan of? Only then, I realized who the man called, the emperor was.

Declan, a friend, and tyrant of the male lead.

‘Hah, does this make sense? You’re dead, but your eyes are open in the novel?’

Am I dreaming? If not, am I in a coma and wandering in my unconsciousness? As I thought of all the possibilities, my head was spinning.

Meanwhile, Emperor Declan was aiming his sword at the neck of the last speaker.

“Count Nolan, you, who had never been out to war and held a sword, dare to speak about war? That’s not even funny.”

Count Nolan couldn’t move, worrying one wrong move, and the blade would cut his neck. Yet he was looking straight at him as if he would not lose to Declan.

“If you’re thinking of teaching me war, go out to the battlefield and cut off the enemy’s throat. Then, you can tell me.”

I reflexively closed my eyes with the sword raising, cutting through the air.

I don’t want to see the scene where someone’s neck is flying!

“Or maybe you’ll have to be prepared to give your life.”

When I opened my eyes to see if it was all over, I saw Declan moving his sword.

‘Is he alive?’

At first glance, there was a red strip of blood on the neck of Count Nolan. As Count Nolan stared back at Declan’s body that turned around, his body trembled.

“Have you forgotten what happened a year ago already? How did I get to the Emperor’s position? Don’t test my patience.”

Declan spoke to his ministers.

I struggled to calm down and thought of the contents of the novel. Let’s see… If it had been a year since Declan became emperor, it would be the first half of the novel.

The story begins when he ascends as the emperor.

‘Then, what kind of person did I possess?’

If this wasn’t a dream and I really came into the novel, I would have possessed one of the characters in the novel. Still, was there a person who couldn’t move their body and couldn’t feel touch?

If the tyrant Declan is friendly, it is to only one existence…

‘No, no way. Perhaps?’

“Chloe, let’s go for tea. I prepared you a bunch of cookies you like.”

As I faced him, smiling like an angel, I fell in despair.

Chloe Staufen.

Declan’s one and only younger sister, and the princess of this country. The tyrant, Declan, loves and cares for her.

If I heard it right this far, I possessed a gold spoon… So, that wasn’t the problem.

‘But if Declan has been emperor for a year, then Chloe is already dead!’

Then, who is now called Chloe?

It’s what Declan gave as a gift for Chloe’s seventh birthday.

It was a ball-jointed bisque doll with blonde and purple eyes, made by the best doll company on the continent. Declan named this doll after his sister after Chloe’s death and always carried it with him wherever he went.

‘So, everyone in the novel said that he was crazy when they saw Declan. Because he treated a doll like a living person.’

Well, in the end, he lost his temper and went crazy, so it wasn’t entirely wrong.

But why? Why does it have to be me!

When I came into the novel, at least let me possess living things.

‘What is this, a doll, a doll! How do you do something with inanimate objects that are only fifty centimeters tall!’ Eventually, I couldn’t stand the frustration and cried out.

‘Sigh. What should I do in the future?’

I was depressed because I couldn’t see anything ahead of me.

“Chloe, I prepared tea time in the greenhouse today. Your favorite lilies will be in full bloom, and it would look very pretty.”

As I stared at the expectant Declan’s face in the distance, I opened my eyes wide at a sudden thought.

‘Oh right! He is eventually killed by the male lead!

35+ chapters (On-going)

SUMMARY

In a tragic novel, I possessed the body of Astelle Heines, who died while grooming her 13-year-old husband to her own taste.

The ugly lady of Hines.

A noble lady who played house with a child because she had no other man to marry.

That was Astelle’s reputation within high society.

But they didn’t know—

Why Astelle’s heart would ache every time she saw Bleon,

And the reason why Bleon was so racked with anxiety at the thought of Astelle leaving.

After I became Astelle,

I experienced true love like never before.

“Please don’t leave me… I cannot live without my wife.”

I will make you happy. So don’t leave me.

“…Then, please don’t throw me away even if I’m worse than garbage… please…”

I love you. You were the only light in my exhausting and miserable life.

Bleon, it seems like we’re walking side by side in an unreachable parallel world.

So you can go find your place now.

Goodbye.

Goodbye, Bleon

Chapter 1

It was a normal day. As usual, I left work exhausted from being harassed by my boss. I stood in front of the crosswalk, waited for the light to change, and immediately took a step forward as soon as the light turned green.

But as I trudged with my head bowed down because I was so exhausted—suddenly, there was a beaming light flashing into my eyes, and a car’s horn that blared straight into my ears. Without raising my head, my body was flung and fell to the ground in an instant. I could hear all sorts of sounds: someone screaming, murmuring, people approaching. But, I slowly closed my eyes as I got more and more unfocused.

When I opened my eyes without realizing that I had died, I was on a bed. There was a man beside me.

‘What the hell. Is this a dream?’

It was a situation that could only be a dream, so I thought it was one.

“…Wife?”

A man with a low-pitched, very hoarse voice was looking at me. The headache remained, perhaps as a result of the accident. I frowned involuntarily. It looked as if I wasn’t dead yet. Yes, this was definitely a dream.

“I’m sorry. I’ll do better…”

Huh? What did you do wrong and what are you going to do better?

The moment I thought of that, the man raised his bare upper body and hurriedly kissed me.

It was then that I realized that I, like the man, wore nothing. Because the body in contact with the man felt raw.

‘What— what in the world?’

Without a moment’s notice, the man’s moist and soft tongue slipped through my slightly gaping lips, prodding into every corner of my mouth. In particular, the moment his tongue scraped the roof of my mouth and continued to meet with my own tongue tenaciously, my whole body tickled, and at the same time, I felt wet down below.

The man must have felt it too, and suddenly, something deep inside me wriggled. And it gradually grew in size and completely took over me, and from then on he started moving his body little by little.

“…Heuuk.”

An unbearable moan flowed between my lips, and I instantly regained my senses. I wasn’t naive enough that I didn’t realize what was happening. I instinctively pushed the man away as hard as I could. Then I got out of the man’s embrace, wrapped a blanket around my body, and jumped out of the bed.

“W-what is this!”

Even if it was a dream, this wasn’t something I could have dreamt about. I screamed at him. However, as much as I did, the man looked at me with a bewildered expression, almost like he was about to cry.

“Wife… What did I do wrong? I’ll fix it. Please forgive me.”

“What are you talking about!”

What the hell is this dream? Why am I this man’s wife?

‘By the way… Can you feel sensations in a dream?’

What I just felt below was so vivid…

With such doubts, I couldn’t look straight into the man’s eyes, so I turned my head to the side in embarrassment.

“Please cover up!”

Since I took the blanket, he should find something else to cover himself. How could he be so careless and just sit still like that?

I shook my head frantically, as I couldn’t forget the splendid bulge of the man that was standing upright.

‘Don’t think about it. Obscene devil. Get away from me. please!’

“…I covered it.”

Not believing the man’s words, I kept my eyes averted and looked at him while squinting. Fortunately, he pulled out a piece of clothing and covered his lower body, but that part was still bulging.

However, because I shook my head too much, a severe headache began in an instant. It was so painful that I wrapped my head and sat down. And things that were not my memories began to flood into my head.

“It hurts! It hurts so much…!”

“Wife…!”

The man came to my side at once and held me in his arms carefully, talking to me to soothe me. But there was no sound coming into my ears.

‘What memory is this now?’

The images that flashed through my mind weren’t mine. But I was constantly being instilled with things I didn’t know.

It was so painful that it felt like my head was about to split into two.

“Aaaaack!”

The last memory I had was the man holding me with a face that expressed so much pain that I couldn’t comprehend.

* * *

I woke up already, but I kept pretending to sleep without opening my eyes. It was because I could hear the voice of the man who was beside me before I passed out. The man kept sighing as if something was making him nervous, and he was constantly talking to me, folding my limp hands between his own.

“Haa… Please, I will do better.”

“I did everything wrong. Wife.”

“Please don’t leave me alone. I cannot live without my wife.”

For the second hour, he spoke mostly like this. When I heard those words, it almost felt like I was about to die soon. Again. Anyway, I lay there with my eyes closed as I still hadn’t decided what to do when I woke up.

Of course, now I knew why the man was doing this. It was because of the images that flashed before my eyes as I fainted—in a dream that was more detailed—explained the current situation I was in.

Among the people in the dream, he appeared in almost all of my memories.

It all started with a scene where I was marrying a child… And that child was this man when he was younger. At first, he was always smiling, but after a certain time, he withdrew and became more depressed. It was because the owner of this body threw all kinds of bad things at the child.

Dirty. Ugly. No one likes you, if you don’t listen, I’ll throw you away. The intensity of the abusive language she directed at him was severe. However, the treatment after giving the child pain and sadness was always the same— she hugged the child as he cried and begged for her forgiveness, and in return, she also cried and apologized.

The dream that followed was a bit more recent, where the man had a physique that was similar to what he had now. From that time on, the moments when this man had been properly dressed were too few to be counted. He was either half-dressed or completely *****, moaning here and there on the bed.

I understood what that meant. And when I woke up, I realized what I was doing with the man.

‘Did I reincarnate?’

At first glance, my appearance was entirely different from how I looked before I died. It just wasn’t my body. Above all else, the man had blonde hair and blue eyes. It was rare to encounter such a man who looked like that, let alone talk to him. I’m sure this wasn’t the world I originally lived in.

And there was a name that kept repeating in my dreams. It was my name and the man’s name.

‘Astelle Einer and Bleon Einer.’

Bleon Einer…

‘I remember. I think I was the male lead in a serialized novel I read recently…’

Yes, I think that’s right.

This was clearly the novel, [Can the male lead in a tragedy novel be saved by the female lead?]

The title was too long and I was curious about the ending, so I went to read it. However, as the title of the novel suggested, the story was still vivid in my memory because of the experience of being so tragic. So, based on my memories, I could surmise that I became the ex-wife who abused her ex-husband, who would become the male lead.

‘I’m going to die soon.’

After the male lead met the female lead and fell in love with her, he would eventually pursue revenge and come to kill me…

It wasn’t like I had any regrets about living. But I already knew how the ex-wife was going to die.

‘It was too much of an R-19 crisis.’

Really, it was beyond my imagination. Just thinking about it gave me goosebumps.

‘I don’t want to suffer like that.’

After all, it wasn’t my fault and I wasn’t responsible for making him like that, so I didn’t want to be subjected to strange things disguised as such pleasures. But come to think about it, the male lead was not normal either.

No, he couldn’t be normal.

He’d been abused for such a long time…

When the male lead went to see his ex-wife, the readers, including myself, finally felt like the scene would be as refreshing as drinking cider, knowing he was going to exact revenge. Prior to that, there was considerable speculation as to whether that was the end of the story because he only announced the divorce and expelled her from the Duchy, but no revenge against the ex-wife came. So in the end, I thought he had found his ex-wife a perfect revenge, but now—what? It wasn’t cider, but a development completely beyond imagination.

First of all, the male lead bound his ex-wife and then used various things to torment her in the same way he had suffered, or even worse. And the two of them mixed bodies day and night for days and days. At the end of the novel in which the female lead appeared and saved the male lead—who was now legally married to her at the time—when the man was motionless, stunned by the fact that his ex-wife suddenly died in his arms. At that moment, he also wanted to die.

‘It was really eye popping.’

That’s when I realized how crazy an R-19 tragedy novel was. So it was a novel that received a lot of criticism and became a hot issue for a while because of the ending.

Starting with ‘How can the man sleep with a woman other than the female lead,’ ‘That’s not a real male lead,’ ‘I would rather ship the female lead with another man.’ Even after the novel ended, there were many troubling critiques.

And then there was one topic on which opinions were very divided.

It was about ‘Did the male lead really love his ex-wife?’

Like most people I thought it was some sort of Stockholm Syndrome. He was brainwashed from a very young age, and the sexual relationship he had with his ex-wife might be the result of being forced into it.

Anyway, love or whatever, the conclusion was that I was going to die.

‘I don’t want to die in such a dirty and unpleasant way.’

So what should I do?

As soon as I woke up, should I ask for a divorce? I think he will find me though…

He must have already lost his mind, but running away wouldn’t bring any good results. Because in the original story, he eventually found his ex-wife, who was hiding from the public eye.

Then there was only one way.

Playing the role of a good wife and changing the male lead for the better, even a little bit. That was the only way I could live. And when I would do enough work to some extent, it would be best to hand him over to the female lead and get a divorce.

‘If that happens, there will be bad memories, but there will also be good memories, so will you still come to kill me?’

Of course I’d have to try, but a well-founded confidence arose that I would be better than the vicious ex-wife anyway.

Good. Let’s try it.

After making the decision, I slowly opened my eyes. And I met the tearful blue eyes that were staring right at me.

“…Wife?”

As soon as I opened my eyes, the man cautiously called to me.