Mercian, the second daughter of a fallen viscountcy.
With an ordinary face and a plump figure, she had always lived in the shadow of her beautiful older sister, Lucianne.
Against her will, she was forced to marry Duke Ruan Canoluf—a duke given only six months to live.
“So, you’re saying that if the duke has a child before he dies, I get half of his fortune?” Mercian asked.
The duke’s aide, Cassel, smiled as he replied,
“That’s correct, milady.”
Six months, then a divorce.
Alright. Once the divorce is over, I’ll move to the country, cut off all communication, and start living on my own!
“Alright. Let’s do it that way.”
Without even seeing her husband’s face once, Mercian married…
“What… What is this? Is he alive?”
She expected the duke to look weak and sickly, but this was something else entirely.
Ruan looked barely half the size of a normal man, and when he closed his eyes, he looked no different from a corpse.
Mercian was stunned.
Though she had vowed to quietly endure only six months and then leave the duke’s household, before she even realized it, she had fallen in love with Ruan.
And before she could even confess her feelings, Ruan died.
Leaving everything she had behind in the duke’s household, Mercian began the new life she had dreamed of under the name Rosaline,
Then, one day,
Her dead husband returns.
“It’s been a while, my wife. You’ve lost weight. Who’s been mistreating you?”
And this time, he was stronger and healthier than ever before.
Ruan… Weren’t you supposed to be dead?
