​Through the glass, her husband’s face looked beautiful.
If only it weren’t just the face—and nothing more.

 

“You killed him, you foolish girl.”

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The cruel voice of her elder sister snapped her back into reality.

A husband who never loved her.
But she never wished him dead.
All she ever wanted was not to be abandoned.

Even if she was nothing more than a slightly lacking wife, smiling prettily like a doll.

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[The Grand Duchess is acting strange]

Upon receiving an urgent message from the castle, Duke Varmas, Jerdel, returns—only to face a wife who is undeniably different from before.

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 “Let’s get divorced.”

Words he never imagined he would hear from her lips.

 

“I’ve grown tired of you.”
“Funny… you didn’t seem so tired last night.”

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At her flustered gaze, he only smiled quietly.
Whatever had upset her, it didn’t matter.
All he needed to do was embrace her, coax her, and soothe her—
Just as he had always done.

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“Didn’t you say I was always courteous, kind, and gentle?”
“……”
“But not in bed, wasn’t that so?"

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