I Killed My Husband And Inherited The Mansion

On the first day of a marriage I was sold into by my family, I killed my tr*sh husband.

I thought I’d be hanged at dawn.

But instead, I inherited a suspicious grand mansion.

Since I’m a widow anyway, I might as well live here.

Who would bother looking my way anyway?

“On sleepless nights, please call for me.”

“How is it that you have no cute charm as a woman?”

“Should I call you that in bed too…? Master.”

But why do these men keep rolling into the mansion?

※ Warning: Ghosts and supernatural phenomena appear in this novel.