They Say The Male Lead Is Going Mad Searching For His Dead Wife, But That Wife Is Me.

Synopsis

I was reincarnated as the villainess in an R-19 dark romance fantasy novel. My role was to steal and sell the supplies provided to my husband’s family while he was away on the battlefield, then run away, only to get caught and executed.

Was I crazy? Why would I ever do something like that?

“You’re sure to win, Lucian. It’s as certain as the sun rising in the morning. I believe in you, and I believe in your comrades.”

Even if it meant becoming a flatterer.

“Leave the supplies to me, Lucian. I’ll make sure they reach you safely, without fail.”

Even if it meant becoming his accomplice.

“I won’t forget that all of this is for the sake of us and the Empire, Lucian. I’ll always pray for you.”

Even if it meant pretending to be a good wife.

I did whatever it took without hesitation.

And not long after Lucian departed for the battlefield, I, too, left that place without a second thought.

After all, Lucian already had a female lead waiting for him. I was nothing more than a pebble in his shoe, an inconvenience he would eventually get rid of.

“If you ever want to leave me again, just kill me before you go. Every single day without you is truly unbearable.”

The genre changed completely—but only as far as I was concerned.

Where did the female lead go?!