regression

“If you want to be my wife, you must work tirelessly in my bedchamber to bear me an heir.”

Princess Hinael of Sarr was murdered by her husband while she was pregnant.
Thinking her life had ended, she unexpectedly found herself sent back two years in time.

In this new life, I will raise the child in my womb as
.

In a desperate moment, a man who can save her came to mind —
Lutz Viant, the War God, the future Emperor of the Trycas Empire.

“I’ll do it, if that’s what you want.”
“Good, you have spirit.”

To survive, Hinael resolves to fulfill her duties as a wife…

* * *

“You may not be able to walk tomorrow.”

At first, she thought it was just an exaggeration.
But.

“Have you forgotten how rough I can get?”

Even though this was a transactional relationship,
he became incredibly excited from the very first night.

“I can’t control myself, my body is different than usual. Hooh…”

Back then, she didn’t know.
Why he was thrashing about like a wild beast.

I believed that my husband was gradually opening his heart, even though our marriage was the result of my unrequited love.

“So, who is the father of the child in your womb?”

I was immediately stunned by this sudden question. As soon as I announced my pregnancy, his response struck me.

“Why, why would you ask that? It’s your child after all…”
“Hyacinth. I could not have embraced you.”
“…..”
“Let’s get divorced after you give birth. This is the maximum leniency I can show, not exposing your infidelity.”

I am honest with him. That night, we were clearly together.
I gazed at him bewildered, but his impassive face was as calm as an icy wall.

“…Why did you marry me?”
“Did I want to?”

I had no choice but to accept it.
The truth that all my previous struggles were pointless, and the reality that my efforts had no impact on him whatsoever.

I was the only one clinging to a relationship as fragile as a sandcastle.

Your Highness, it seems that I’ve transmigrated.

In this waste romance novel where magic and holy power are status, Charlie, a member of the lowest class ‘Zero’, has lost her parents and worries about how to make a living day by day.

In order to make a living, she starts working as a maid, but ends up being tricked by the interviewer and entering the obsessive and crazy Duke Hector’s manor.

‘This doesn’t seem quite right…’

The only consolation is that there is still one year left before it descends into disaster!
One year later, the appearance of the female protagonist Liliana and the start of Hector’s mad obsession and massacre.

Just as she was about to retire after working hard, Hector, who had felt others’ pheromones as unclean, confronts Charlie and utters a single word.

“Sweet.”

‘Ah, this is really f*cked up.’

“Yesterday, I heard something quite unusual.”

Jeong Ijun, the second grandson of Chairman Jeong of Baekya Food, the 16th-generation descendant of the Seorae family.
And Kim Siyeon, who had spent 25 years as the fiancée of Jeong Gwihyeon, Chairman Jeong’s eldest grandson.

“Although I occasionally inherited useful things like clothes or items my brother used when I was young, inheriting the woman my brother had been with all along is just too much.”

He knew exactly where to prod to make Siyeon feel uncomfortable, and he was making full use of that knowledge.

“So, you just need to come to terms with the fact that you can’t marry the man you’ve always thought of as a younger brother, and take him as your husband for a lifetime.”

He picked up his coffee cup with a relaxed demeanor.

“…I understand what you mean.”
“I’m glad you understand.”
“You’re basically telling me how could a woman who had always been with the older brother end up marrying the younger brother instead.”

His gaze, which had been fixed on the coffee cup, slowly lifted.

“Exactly.”

It was a neatly delivered response.

Rosaline Marte, an ordinary noble lady.
Like everyone else, she had a political marriage and was living peacefully, but she was killed by her husband’s mistress.
Then, she woke up to find herself returned to two months before her marriage.

With little time left until the wedding, she resigned herself to the fact that nothing could be changed.

“Your marriage to Marquis Addis is going to be canceled.”
“What…?”

Suddenly, she received a notice of the breakup, and soon after, talks of marriage with another person began.

“I understand you were engaged. In the meantime, I was afraid someone else might appear with courage, so I acted rashly. Embarrassingly, I am a bit older.”

Lucas Bryant, the Emperor’s only full-blooded brother, an archmage, and a war hero.
Rosaline is bewildered as to why someone perfect in status and wealth would be so desperate for her.

“I swear by the title given to me by His Majesty the Emperor and the mana flowing in my body.
I will remain loyal and faithful to you. Please, marry me.”
“Gladly. I accept your proposal.”

In the end, Rosaline decided to trust the man’s trembling fingertips, his posture of humility, and his desperate plea for marriage in front of many people.

“The most unnecessary existence in my life would be the Empress.”
Aristena, who as a nominal Empress, was treated like her husband’s burden for a lifetime.
She lost her life in place of her husband, who was to become a hero in the war against monsters, wanting to be of help at least at the end.
The moment she opened her eyes after closing them in distant pain…
Somehow, she was alive. Moreover, in a body that looked about 8 years younger.
Aristena, who had lived an unfortunate and miserable life that no one would glorify, wanted to live a different life this time.
But…
‘Why is this person next to me? And why am I not wearing a stitch of clothing?’
Clothes scattered on the floor. No, to be precise, seeing her own clothes torn and strewn about, she was shocked.
And… she almost lost her breath in horror when she realized that the man lying next to her was her ex-husband who would become the future Emperor.
Even when she was his wife, they hadn’t consummated their marriage.
With the body of an unmarried woman…
No, after deciding not to get involved with him, to do such a thing!
A pair of languid violet eyes gazed at Aristena. Soon, he wrapped his arm around her waist and pulled her close.
“Aristena. This time, don’t try to leave me.”
Finally, she realized that in this life too, she had become entangled with this man.
And in a completely different way from her past life.
The story of a woman trying to find her worth in a new life, and a man belatedly trying to repay her.

『I won’t care about whatever you do, so I hope you won’t interfere with my affairs either.』

“I want to make something clear before the wedding.”

Dyffrin turned to face Evelyn.

“I won’t care about whatever you do, so I hope you won’t interfere with my affairs either.”
“……?”
“And you should know that I have no intention of laying a finger on you. Of course, we’ll be using separate rooms as well.”

Dyffrin recited what was about to happen to him, as if informing his employees of instructions.
Watching him, Evelyn thought,
No matter what, I will divorce him 2 years later and get a large alimony.
However, contrary to Evelyn’s resolution, their relationship flowed in an unpredictable direction.

* * *

“Why are you so adamant about not getting divorced? Is it because of your pride?”
“Because I don’t want to.”
“You don’t even love me!”

Dyffrin wrapped his arms around Evelyn’s waist and pulled her closer.
It was a kiss that felt like it would swallow her whole. He violently bit her lips and ravaged her mouth, almost to the point that it was difficult to breathe properly.
When Evelyn repeatedly hit his chest forcefully, he barely pulled his lips away.

“Isn’t this the kind of love you want? Kissing and making love in the bedroom.”

Evelyn shot back with a sarcastic tone. Dyffrin didn’t care and grabbed Evelyn’s wrist, dragging her.

“Let’s go to the bedroom right now. If you want, I can hold you tenderly and whisper sweet words of love.”
“…I’m really disappointed in you.”
“Haven’t I already been the worst man to you? Being disappointed in me shouldn’t be surprising.”

Saying so, Dyffrin pressed his lips against Evelyn’s once again.

“Evelyn. Divorce is not an option for me. So you need to change your mind.”

Did Ivlik kill my sister?
Is that why he treated me well all my life out of guilt?

Cedine, who was killed by a bullet fired by an assailant, returns to the time before her sister’s arranged marriage.
To save her only sibling, she marries Ivlik in her sister’s place.
But something feels off from the start.

Rule 1. The couple must sleep in the same bed.
Rule 2. Engage in public skinship and displays of affection. The manner and frequency are to be decided mutually.
Rule 3. Contraception is entirely the responsibility of Ivlik Wintermore.

Excuse me, these clauses weren’t in the contract when my sister signed it?!

Intense gazes directed at Cedine, a tender voice, and an endless shower of gifts.
The Ivlik after her regression is a completely different man from before.
Contrary to her initial intention of finding out if he was a serial wife killer like Bluebeard in fairy tales,
Cedine’s body keeps getting used to the nights she spent with Ivlik…

Arne’s daughter died solely to save her.

“Make sure to come back.”

It was the last request from her daughter, who never acted spoiled.
After Grand Duke Cedric died in battle against monsters, it was Arne’s father who invaded the grand ducal palace.
He nonchalantly took his granddaughter’s life, wanting to steal the demonic power passed down through the grand ducal family.

Arne made a desperate deal with the devil.

“Give me back my family.”

* * *

Arne’s single goal after returning to the past is to meet her daughter again by marrying Cedric.
But Cedric, who used to be so indifferent, has changed too much from before.

“Do you want me to pick you up and carry you there?”

He casually makes cheeky remarks and approaches without hesitation,
even going so far as to load every dress in the empire into a carriage and send them over.

I should be saying let’s just get married instead of this…

“What exactly do you believe in to shake me up like this?”

Cedric tightened his grip on Arne’s ankle and pulled her.
As Arne lost her balance and clung to Cedric’s neck, his red eyes seethed.

On their wedding anniversary, Berenice discovered her husband’s infidelity and decided to divorce him after only three years of marriage, in search of her own life.

‘Now I’m done with love. I will follow in my father’s footsteps and become a merchant!’

However, after their divorce, her ex-husband, who treated her like a fish out of water throughout their marriage,
starts displaying incomprehensible obsession, creating chaos in her life.
To make matters worse, he demands reconciliation and even directly threatens her!

‘It seems like it won’t work. To get rid of that guy, I need to find someone new.’

No reunion. No falling in love again. What does she need?

‘A young, handsome man with a noble title who can lend me his name.’

He must be around the same age, a widower with a son who has no need for an heir.
He must have a high rank and his entire family must be out of the picture
I now have a personal relationship with the Duke, who is experiencing financial difficulties…

“Let’s enter into a contract marriage. I’ll let you borrow the funds from the company.
If you want, I can even be a shield for the Duke and your son as a mere duchess in name only.
In return, the Duke just needs to be my shield. How about it? Will you do it?”

Can she truly abandon love and start anew as a top boss just like she wanted?

Elysia von Serenze, the eldest daughter of a wealthy baronet family, lived a carefree life without any worries. She had one secret: she remembered her past life. After living a busy and difficult life and dying in an accident, her dream in this reincarnated life was to live comfortably without any effort, just playing and enjoying life until the end. She had no interest in marriage, especially not in mediocre men.

At the “Spring Ball,” which she attended due to her parents’ insistence, she spotted Duke Cassius de Grendel. Watching the Duke stand like a statue, seemingly uninterested in anyone at the ball, Elysia found herself both puzzled and envious of his seemingly undisturbed life.

After attending the ball, Elysia was relieved that no marriage proposals came her way. However, out of the blue, Duke Cassius, with whom she hadn’t even exchanged a glance, proposed marriage. Why would he, fourth in line to the throne and the kingdom’s top bachelor, be interested in her? If she became the Duchess of Grendel, a position everyone covets, what would happen to her dream of living comfortably? And this man, he’s more stoic and stone-like than she imagined!

Elysia, who dreamed of a life free from troublesome matters, just playing and enjoying herself, wonders if she can live the easy life she desires.

I had the good fortune to marry the man I fell in love with at first sight. I was fully aware that the marriage was forced upon him, so I believed that everything would eventually be fine if I made an effort on my own. However, until the day I died, my husband remained cold.

When I succumbed to the illness of my heart and closed my eyes, I left this world gladly, thinking it was for the best. Or so I believed.

“Good morning.”

He greeted me with the affectionate gaze I had always longed for.

“Am I still dreaming?”

“I don’t know about that, but I do know that today is our second day of honeymoon.”

Was the afterlife supposed to be this vivid?

***

After barely escaping him and running away, I resolved to rebuild my life here. If God had shown me mercy by giving me another chance, I didn’t want to end it all in depression, clinging to something as trivial as love.

“You sure ran far away.”

How on earth had he managed to chase me all the way here? And where had he abandoned all those things that were always more important than me?

“I said I wouldn’t love anymore.”

“Yes, you don’t have to. I can do it for both of us.”