I Became the Only Cure for My Dying Husband

“You took my chastity as you pleased, and now you’re trying to abandon me and run away?”

One day, Edith recalled memories of her past life.

Realizing that she was fated to die before the age of twenty due to an unknown illness, she chose to take a gamble.

That gamble was to become the contract wife of the sub-male lead and absorb Lucion’s curse.

To him, it was a dreadful curse, but to Edith, it was her only hope.

At the same time, Edith was the only cure for him.

However,

“You’re an eyesore.”

“Do you really think you belong here?”

Lucion, who had closed off his heart because of the curse, rarely let Edith near him.

But that was fine. In the end, Lucion would have no choice but to take her hand.

“……You won’t abandon me, right?”

“Yeah. No matter what happens, I’ll stay by your side.”

“You promised. So stay with me. You’re not allowed to be by anyone else’s side but mine.”

A cold hand entwined tightly with Edith’s fingers.

As if to say it would never let go.

As expected of an obsessive male lead—even from the beginning, he was different.

***

Edith believed this marriage would come to an end.

She had no doubt that one day, he would let go of her hand.

She was certain of it, and yet……

“You said it yourself with those lovely lips. That no matter what happens, you wouldn’t abandon me.”

A gentle hand softly brushed over Edith’s lips.

As he approached as if to swallow her trembling breath, his eyes curved.

“So now, take responsibility. I belong to you.”