You Said I Was a Persecuted, Terminally Ill Grand Duchess?

After having her doctoral dissertation rejected for the final time, she drinks herself into a stupor and falls asleep—

…only to wake up at a wedding.

Apparently, her name is René Celeste now.

It seems she’s possessed the body of a character in a romance-fantasy novel, but she has no idea which story it is.

“Since this is uncomfortable for both of us, just live quietly, as if you’re not even there.”

That’s what her husband—the Grand Duke—tells her.

Live quietly? Perfect! Exactly what she wanted.

So she settles into a small, modest cabin in the forest,

surrounded by the ‘Kana-da Maid Squad,’ who are unconditionally on her side,

and an accidentally entangled invisible(?) dragon, living a cozy, chaotic life.

Then one night, under a full moon, an uninvited guest arrives—her husband.

With a face completely different from the one she knows.

“I can’t stop worrying about you. Living in a place like a storage shed, constantly doing hard labor, eating such meager meals—everything. Do you not even realize you’re being mistreated? Why are you always so cheerful?”

A storage shed?

You mean my gorgeous forest cabin straight out of a fairy tale?

Hard labor?

I was just cleaning because I was bored.

Meager meals?

That was just healthy food!

All of that… was mistreatment?

Wait—

have I been ab*sed this whole time?!

I’m doomed.

Standing on the brink between life and death, the memory finally hits her—

the novel she reincarnated into.

And it’s one of those tr*shy stories where the terminally ill Grand Duchess dies for real,

and only then does the male lead regret everything.

A miserable ending.

“René!”

As her consciousness begins to fade,

her husband runs toward her with a desperation she’s never seen before.

Weren’t you supposed to hate me?

“René. I never once told you to leave my side. Even if the end is death…

I’ll chase after you to the very end.”