A New Life After Divorce

[“Is it you, the woman who murdered my sister.”]

When I regained memories of my past life, I found myself as the protagonist in a melodramatic novel. One who killed her husband’s mistress, only to be brutally murdered by the woman’s brother.

I only saved that woman to avoid him.

“You’re my sister’s benefactor. Please stay comfortably. In this mansion, until you find a place to live after your divorce.”

I’ve become thoroughly entangled with the man who was supposed to kill me.

With a sword pressed against my throat.

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If marriage was a tomb, I had to walk out even in death.

“A nouveau riche child with no roots has entered our prestigious scholarly family.”

“What’s the big deal about sleeping with another woman just a few times? Can’t you understand that?”

“Sister, he says he likes me. Won’t you give him up for me?”

My mother-in-law’s cruelty, my husband’s infidelity, and my sister-in-law’s betrayal.

That’s why I decided on divorce. After the divorce, I planned to leave as promised.

But when did it start?

“Tell me your true feelings. Don’t try to hide behind your usual smiling face.”

“……”

“Are you going to cry alone again?”

When did the man’s eyes, once cold as the north wind, begin to soften like a gentle breeze?