I went to prison instead of my husband.
After seven years, when I finally returned to him, my husband asked for a divorce.
âHow about Viscount Ventink?â
He even introduced me to an old, sick man as my new husband.
âThey say he wonât live past the year. At least youâll live the rest of your life as a noble.â
ââŚI donât understand what you mean.â
âIâm saying I want a divorce.â
But the divorce was only the beginning.
He killed the rest of my family and took all our wealth for himself.
And beside the man who stole everything from me was my cousin, Hedia.
âItâs your fault for losing everything. Youâre too naive. Who would love someone abandoned even by her own family?â
Betrayed by the two of them, I died.
But then, I came backâbefore the marriage, when I was 19.
âI wonât be stupid again. This time, Iâll live as the villain.â
I tried to live as the villain, butâ
âIf what you want is my destruction, then maybe thatâs fine with me.â
My corrupted ex-husband became obsessed with me, andâ
âWhen your revenge is over, will you marry me?â
A strange investigator named Adan, who had been chasing me, caught me instead.
âMy revenge will take a very long time.â
âThatâs fine.â
âWe canât be together. You know that.â
âNo. You and I are partners in crime. Whether the end is heaven or hell, weâll face it together.â
His fingers wrapped around mine like handcuffs, burning with heat.
In this life, I was supposed to be the villain.
But he was choosing to become a villain for me.