I woke up to find myself as the Empress of the Empire.
In the original story, my role was to be coldly treated for not producing an heir, then be framed and killed.
No way.
I haven’t been dead for long — I can’t die again so soon.
Most importantly, I have to save my favorite, Noah.
“Take my husband. In return, I want something too.”
I made this offer to the imperial consort who would one day become the mother of the future villain.
“At that time, I fell in love with the Marquis at first sight.”
I couldn’t hide my feelings and confessed to my favorite, Noah.
* * *
“Our marriage was only made possible because of my selfish desire.”
Now that the shadow of death no longer followed him,
I decided to let him go.
“So from now on, you’re free.”
“Did you say… free?”
“Yes. Don’t be tied down to anything anymore. Live freely. From now on.”
The fact that he had treated me well without asking for anything for the past three years was enough for me. I wanted him to live the life he truly wanted.
“If I become free, does that mean you’ll be free from me too?”
“Well, of course…”
“Then let’s pretend the divorce talk never happened.”
Before I could finish my sentence,he tore up the divorce papers and gave a mischievous smile.
