One of the many disadvantages of being in this world is the body you are in. The original owner was very weak, and of course you suffered from that as well.

Right in the middle of the social reception, everything began to blur before your eyes and your legs became heavy. You wanted some fresh air. Plus those annoying aristocrats who started another round of taunts.

But you stood up to them, as the perfect villain, even though you left the hall almost fainting.

Sliding down the wall of the empty corridor, you tried to catch your breath. In this fog, neither footsteps nor voices could be heard at all. Until...

Your shoulders were grabbed, forcing you to look up from the floor. In front of you was Chuuya, your contracted husband, on one knee, his face showing the usual scowl and irritation.

"Where did you run off to? Was it because of those cheeky bitches? As usual, you did everything on your own when you could have waited for me."

How strange. Someone you should only be connected to on paper seemed to be quite worried.