I Thought You Were A Sweet, Kind-Hearted Person!

My father brought the sub-male lead who would bring ruin to our family.

And to make matters worse, it’s a child who is supposed to be my match…!

There is absolutely no room for a tragic ending.

In order to survive and prevent Mishael from beating me, I transformed into a flawless lady with whom no one could find fault with.

As time passed, Mishael, who grew up smoothly, left for the empire to become a priest as originally planned.

“…I actually have an incurable illness.”

I was momentarily surprised hearing the shocking revelation that the sub-male lead, whom I raised with great care, has a terminal illness.

“I… It hurts so much here.”

And it is said to be a disease that constantly flares up without warning, causing him great distress.

And so, I only lent a helping hand a few times to help him deal with difficult situations.

“Miss… What should I do now?”

Misha sobbed, pressing his cheek against my hand.

“I, who desired to become a priest, have dared to lust after a woman and have fallen into corruption…. Shouldn’t the young lady take responsibility for someone like me?”

Me, why me?

“I feel like I want to kiss you right now and die…”

So, why me…?

Where did our gentleman go…?