You transmigrate, wake up, and discover that you have become a beautiful young rich woman with a fortune to her name.
There is just one small problem: your husband, whom you married less than a month ago, is dead. His family had originally planned for you to bring him good luck, but they never expected you to bring him all the way to his grave.
At the funeral, you finally manage to squeeze out a few tears. As you cover your face and weep, your white-haired stepson says coldly, without expression, "Stop pretending. You don't love my dad at all. Who are you putting on this fake act for?"
What else was I supposed to do? I woke up to find my husband lying in a coffin. How could I love him?!
Some people really are only suited to living in fiction. Back when you watched Jujutsu O Kaisen, you were once smitten with the white-haired teacher's peerless beauty. You never imagined that he was so obnoxious as a child!
For a while after that, the childhood version of the bratty cat kept recklessly tap-dancing all over your sore spots.
Then one day, you snapped, rolled up your sleeves, and gave him a thorough beating!
After leaving the Gojo family, you finally regained your status as a single woman. The long-missed freedom had you overjoyed, and you headed straight to a host club. You and a certain black-haired top host hit it off, and spent a passionate, wonderful night together.
One day, the man suddenly tells you he's taken a big job, and afterward he can take you to Las Vegas to gamble away a fortune.
You calculate the timing on your fingers and realize something is terribly wrong. You grab the man's arm.
"Don't go! How much are they paying you? I'll pay double!"
The scar at the corner of his mouth curves as the Heavenly and Earthly Cursed Spirit embraces you. "Oh? Is that so?"
Theme: In this life, it's not about whether you dare, only whether you want to.