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[Was it you, the woman who killed my sister?]

When I regained memories of my past life, I found myself as the main character in a tragic novel. A woman who killed her husband’s mistress—only to be brutally mu*dered by the mistress’s younger brother.

I only saved that woman to avoid him.

“You are my sister’s savior? Then please, stay as long as you need. Until you find a place to live after your divorce, consider this mansion your home.”

I ended up entangled with the very man who was meant to kill me—with a sword pressed against my throat.

If marriage was a grave, then I had to walk out of it, even in death.

“So, a child from a vulgar, low-class upstart family has joined this prestigious family of scholars.”

“If you can’t even understand that a man sleeping with other women a few times is normal, what are you going to do?”

“Sister, he says he loves me. Could you give him to me?”

From my mother-in-law’s cruelty, my husband’s betrayal, to my younger sister’s deceit—divorce was my only choice.

After the divorce, I planned to leave as promised.

But when did things start to change?

“Tell me the truth. Stop hiding behind that smile, like you always do.”

“……”

“Are you going to cry alone again?”

The man who had always been as cold as the northern wind… had begun to look at me with warmth, like a gentle breeze.