For You, Even Regret Is Luxury

“What kind of man wouldn’t fall for your sister who is so flirtatious, unlike you who is like a stone?”

My sister, who became a great soprano with the song I composed, had an affair with my husband, and my husband said that it was all my fault.

At that moment when I was dying because of my family who deceived me,

“Why are you devoting yourself to those who don’t even know your worth?”

A man came to mind. One night, he came to me out of the blue and whispered something no one had ever told me.

“Come to me. Who knows, I might treasure you like a jewel.”

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A second life that I had been given like a miracle. I decided to fix everything from the beginning. I borrowed the power of the man who was the only war hero who recognized me in my past life and was called a ferocious mu*derer.

“A wife for deception. I find it appealing. It seems fun, you.”

The man who looked much more dangerous than I remembered twisted his elegant lips coldly.

Just as I was about to take a breather from the successful transaction.

“I don’t ‘pretend’ to be a married couple.”

The man who has closed the distance in an instant bent down with his large body. The man’s grumbling voice that reached my ear warned of danger.

“Could you handle it? If you don’t like it, run away. Now.”