
Were You the Persecuted Grand Duchess with a Limited Lifespan? …Me?!
Synopsis
I had just been rejected for my doctoral dissertation for the final time and had fallen asleep after drinking myself silly when…
I woke up at a wedding.
Apparently, my name was Renee Celeste.
I seemed to have transmigrated into a romance fantasy novel, but I had absolutely no idea which one…
“Since we’re both uncomfortable with each other, just stay quiet and live as though you don’t exist.”
My husband, the Grand Duke, said this to me.
What? He wanted me to live quietly?
Just what I wanted!
I settled into a small, cozy cottage, surrounded by my unconditional allies, the Gana-Da-Na maid squad, and a supposedly transparent dragon I somehow ended up getting involved with.
Then, one night beneath the full moon, my unwelcome husband came to visit.
And he had a completely different expression from usual!
“I can’t stop thinking about you. About how you’re living in a place that looks like a storage shed, how you keep volunteering for hard labor, and how you eat such inadequate meals. All of it…”
“Do you really not realize that you’re being persecuted? How can you be so cheerful?”
A storage shed?
My beautiful little cottage in the forest, which put even the most luxurious villas to shame?
Hard labor?
I was just cleaning because I was bored!
Inadequate meals?
Wasn’t that just healthy food?
‘Wait… Is all of that considered persecution?’
Have I been suffering mistreatment this whole time?!
‘I’m screwed.’
It was only when I found myself hovering between life and death that I finally remembered the novel I had transmigrated into.
And what a terrible ending it had!
The male lead only regretted everything after the terminally ill Grand Duchess actually died.
“Renee!”
Just before I lost consciousness, my husband came running toward me with an anguished expression I had never once seen on his face.
Weren’t you supposed to hate me?
“Renee. I have never allowed you to leave my side. Even if the end of this road is death… I will chase after you until the very end.”
