Before she dⁱㅌd, she transmigrated into an old romance novel she had bought.
“That place is a fake world, this is the real one. I will live here from now on. Well… even if this body isn’t entirely to my liking, this is the real one.”
The real Baek Hwayeon seemed to have no intention of returning to her own body, and Kyuyeon, now trapped as Baek Hwayeon, pondered how to live.
Since her marriage with Do Kang-woo was only a contractual one and he showed no interest in her, and since she was financially secure, she wanted to live a leisurely life that she hadn’t been able to experience before.
“What are you doing?”
“I’m holding you.”
“I’m asking why you’re holding me.”
“Is it strange for a husband to hold his wife?”
The man who clearly had no interest in her seemed to change after the first night… But she won’t do things like give him her heart.
“You don’t have to think. I’ll tell you everything.”
“You don’t have to tell me…”
“Because I like you.”
It should be that way.
But why do his words and his touch make her crumble and surrender?
