Summary
I believed I was just another disposable villainess, destined to meet a tragic end at the hands of the male lead. Accepting my unjust fate seemed a fair price for my misdeeds. Yet, no matter how I tried, the story’s course refused to bend. If death was inevitable, I decided to steal one last kiss from my breathtaking husband. But after that bold move, the plot began unraveling in ways I never anticipated. Why is the storyline shifting so unexpectedly?