Summary
I realized it after my unfair death.
I was the side villainess in a war story.
‘If it’s come to this, I’ll just do a villainess mukbang!*’
(*messing with the villains and enjoying it)
After returning to the past, I found a new stepfather and built trust with the family head.
To mess with the villains, I used the male lead’s “exile” setting.
The male lead, who went into exile as a child, returns as a king.
In the meantime, the one filling his place was just a double who only looked like him.
‘So, this guy pretending to be the prince… is actually a spy from the enemy country?’
A man with the perfect job every woman wants: a spy!
A spy who will disappear once his duty is done when the real male lead returns!
Truly, the perfect husband material!
…Or so I thought.
“I need to check if there are any lies in this report.”
“You sure are interested in national affairs.”
“Huh? Well, that’s…”
“I know, I know. If you’re going to bore me with talk about royal duties, then just kiss me instead.”
‘Wait, is kissing part of the job too?’
A man who shows affection not out of love, but because of duty.
In front of my “spy husband’s” aggressive advances, I was shaken.
Was the setting really kept—that the male lead had been replaced by a spy?
It feels like the original story has betrayed me.
Then does that mean the husband I’ve cherished since childhood is actually the real male lead…?
‘Can I cancel this marriage?’
“Do you remember when we were young?”
“I’ve never forgotten, not even once.”
“…”
“That’s why I can forgive anything you do.”
When he pulled me close, my world turned upside down.
Ah… I really need to get divorced soon.
“There’s no such thing as ‘slowly’ between us.”
Will I really be able to get divorced safely…?
