I possessed the wicked stepmother of the male lead.
In the original story, the husband dies while the male lead is still young, and she runs away with the entire fortune.
Consequently, she ends up meeting her death at the hands of the male lead, who grew up enduring all sorts of hardships.
Why should I do that? I decided that, as long as I’m here, I’ll be a kind stepmother.
In that case, wouldn’t it be nice to also be a kind wife to my husband, who is destined to die soon?
“Why are you looking at me with those eyes?”
“Eat more, Ceres. This is especially good for the eyes, and this one is high in protein, so it’s good for building muscle.”
They say even a ghost that ate well looks better.
However, because I was a little kind to him, my husband has developed a strange misunderstanding.
“Nothing will change just because you are doing this. There will be no child between us. And I will never love you, either.”
“Yes, I’m fine with that. I don’t expect it.”
My husband looks at me with a peculiar expression.
This handsome man is going to die soon. It’s a loss to humanity. A total loss.
* * *
Eventually, I sent my husband off to the battlefield and fled with my legal son.
This was the best way to protect the child.
I would raise him well and return him to his rightful place!
But three years later, the husband who should have died returned.
“I hope I’m not too late, Roana. You’ve truly suffered a lot during this time. I really…… missed you.”
He spoke while wearing an unexpectedly melodramatic gaze.
“I will never leave your side from now on. Not even in death.”
