Our White Marriage Is in Its Third Year: In Other Words, There Are Only Seven Days Left Until I Can Legally Leave You, My Lord

Franca, reincarnated into another world, has lived her life as a Duchess, but she harbors a dream held over from her previous life: to become a pastry chef. When she approaches her husband, Dominic—the Kingdom’s Minister of Finance—to discuss fulfilling this dream, his answer is a flat “No.”

After three years of zero intimacy and zero trust, the clock is ticking. Franca decides to gamble. Citing the legal condition that allows for divorce after three years of a “white marriage” (unconsummated), she declares that if she cannot pursue her dream, she is leaving. While the entire Ducal household scrambles to make her reconsider, Franca finally gets a chance to sit down with Dominic. As it turns out, her husband has been hiding a mountain of secrets.

He glares at her in stony silence, but inside his head…

“I’M DOOOOOOOMED! Isn’t this checkmate already?! Is there zero room for leniency?! Ahh, I have to stop the maids from packing her things! No, that won’t solve the root of the problem! And why did she mention a second wife? I don’t even have one… Wh-wh-wh-what should I do? Just hearing that she’s leaving makes me so sad. I want to die… ughhh.”