“I feel like I’m the victim of our wedding night.”
Because a priest broke into the bedroom and cross-examined them, a scandal blew up with the young duke—even though they hadn’t even touched fingertips—which she never wanted at all.
Elio, a country count’s daughter whom no one knew about, instantly made headlines in the newspapers as a “tr*shy lady” who had forcefully attacked the imperial princess’s fiancé.
“Don’t worry. I’ll correct it.”
“What? How are you going to correct it?”
“That it was by no means forced.”
The young duke at the center of the problem…
“We enjoyed it together with sound minds.”
“Oh my god. He must be really crazy…”
…doesn’t help her at all.
Just a three-month fiancée act started by the deeply suspicious young duke.
Thinking of the freedom she would gain, Elio decided to shut her eyes tightly and endure just three months.
“You.”
“……”
“You’re making me waver.”
Not knowing that it would become poison to both of them.
