The Pampered Heiress Stumbles Into the Cold Prince's Arms

[Sweet Romance + Mutual Devotion + Putting Scumbags in Their Place + Pocket Dimension]

Word has it that the Cold Prince keeps women at arm's length, and any woman who dares throw herself at him gets sent flying with a single slap.

Warmth, who transmigrated here, brazenly stages a fake accident in front of the Cold Prince. The townspeople squeeze their eyes shut, afraid to watch her get smacked away. When they open them again, the pampered young lady Warmth is nestled in the Cold Prince's arms.

“Warmth, everyone saw you throw yourself at me. You have to marry me now, whether you like it or not.”

“Didn't you keep women at arm's length?”

“I make an exception for you. Throw yourself at me however you like.”

The Cold Prince brings gifts every night and sneaks into Warmth's bedchamber.

“Brother Han, absence makes the heart grow fonder. Could you stop coming to bother me every single night?”

“I can't help it. I can't live without you anymore. A single day apart feels like forever.”