Chapter 1

Right after the enemy finished making their threat, a string of strange floating text suddenly appeared before my eyes.

[Scott, pick our girl! Let the wife die already!]

[Once the wife dies, she can go back to the modern world and get a huge transmigration bonus. Then you and Jennifer can finally be together!]

[I'm so sick of this kind of story where women suffer. Just give us a happy ending already!]

Go back to the modern world…and get paid?

Hanging from the city wall, I instantly felt a surge of excitement.

I started shouting toward Scott Holden again, my tone full of forced eagerness.

"I'll die, I'll die! I'm totally willing! I love that rush you get from falling from high up, that adrenaline spike! Jennifer's hanging there, too. She must be so uncomfortable. Darling, my love, hurry up and pick her!"

Scott's hands trembled. His eyes were bloodshot as he ground his teeth.

"Lillian, don't think acting like this will make me forgive you. Without my permission, you're not allowed to die!"

I was still trying to figure out what exactly I had done wrong that needed forgiving.

But Scott had already raised his bow and shot the enemy commander who was holding us hostage.

He rescued both of us, then led his troops to wipe out the enemy forces. From start to finish, it took only three days.

When I woke up from my injuries, I was already back at Holden Residence.

"Lady Holden, you were hurt way worse than Ms. Cross when you were captured, but General Holden has been staying by her side day and night. It's so unfair!"

My maid couldn't help complaining the moment she saw I was awake.

Hearing that Jennifer Cross was injured as well, my people-pleasing instincts kicked in again.

By the time I rushed to Jennifer's room, my head was still wrapped in bandages, fresh red seeping through the white cloth.

I set down a plate of apples carved into the shape of peonies on the table, coughed weakly, and said, "I learned this carving just for you. You should have some fruit."

If it had been the original vicious version of me, seeing Jennifer injured, she probably would've stabbed her again just to finish the job.

Scott was sitting nearby. His gaze flicked to the cut on my finger, and the coldness in his eyes softened a little.

"Enough. You're still injured, too. Go get some rest. I'll come stay in your room tonight."

The moment he said that, Jennifer's tears started falling in heavy drops.

"Lillian, you don't have to do this. If you hadn't revealed my location, how would I have been captured by the enemy and poisoned with the Widow's Curse? There's no cure for that…"

The moment the words "Widow's Curse" were spoken, everyone in the room went pale.

The doctor nearby gasped in shock.

"The Widow's Curse? You mean the one where she has to sleep with a man every single day, or she'll die?"

Hearing that, I was completely stunned.

The next second, Scott rushed forward and grabbed me by the throat.

"Lillian, it seems I really overestimated you. If anything happens to Jennifer, you're going to pay for it!"