In her previous life, her fiancé and younger sister joined forces to kill her. Did they ever consider that they would have to pay for what they’d done? The day she was reborn was the day she rose from the ashes. She would make the scumbag man suffer and denounce the vile woman, showing neither mercy nor hesitation. She abandoned literature for business and grew rich enough to rival a nation; she took command of the army and proved herself every bit the equal of any man. Only with him did she surrender without a fight.
“My beloved consort, including yesterday, you owe me thirty-eight times. Would you like to pay it all at once, or in installments of love?”
“I’m on my period.”
“So my beloved consort enjoys fighting a bloody battle. Truly heroic!”
“…”
