She was reborn as the only daughter of a wealthy bourgeois family, but also as an extra destined to die soon.
To survive, she entered into a contract marriage, successfully divorced, and had been living a peaceful life as a café owner, enjoying the sweet life.
Until one day…
“Charlotte.”
“…Erhen?”
She found her ex-husband, covered in blood, in front of her house.
“Take care of me from now on, Charlotte.”
And just like that, he settled into her home.
Living under the same roof as her ex-husband was awkward enough to make her want to disappear.
“You’re beautiful. Especially your bare face—it’s the prettiest.”
He would casually say things that made her toes curl,
“How unfortunate. You can’t eat fried chicken.”
And he would sweetly worry about her meals.
“…We’re divorced, Your Grace.”
“……”
“Why are you here?”
He met her gaze for a moment, then let out a quiet laugh with a sigh.
It felt as if he were saying, “What kind of pointless question is that?”
The short laugh faded, and his blue eyes sparkled.
“Because without you, I feel like I’m going to die.”
One year after successfully escaping her doomed fate and getting divorced,
Her ex-husband returned and began speaking of love once again.
