To Reverse Your Death

“Do you love me?”

Eyes that looked as if they were about to die clung to her.

It must be a delusion. Edmund had never loved her—not for a single moment.

He was an arrogant man. Behind his elegant behavior lay a ruthless nature.

That’s why Lorainne believed she would never love Edmund—not until the day she died—and signed the marriage contract.

How naive she had been.

In the end, the arrogant one had been Lorainne Carter herself.

She couldn’t explain it, but she had come to love Edmund, and in return for marrying her, Edmund’s life had been put in danger.

So she had to leave.

Before she came to love him even more.

Before the resolve to walk away completely wore down and disappeared.

Before that wretched love finally stole his last breath.

“…I don’t love you.”

“Lorainne Spencer must love Edmund Carter. I trust you haven’t forgotten the terms of the contract.”

“I haven’t forgotten.”

“…”

“I tried. I really tried…”

She tried endlessly not to love him.

But when did it happen?

When did she begin to love this man?

“No matter how hard I try, I can’t keep the contract. So…”

All her efforts to save him had been in vain.

So this was the last thing she could do to save him.

The words she couldn’t bring herself to say sat crushed beneath her tongue.

And then, as if vomiting them out—

“Let’s divorce.”

Because she was too weak to endure his death any longer.