I married a little 8-year-old groom to repay the favor.

After raising the little groom until he was 20 years old

I was thinking of getting a divorce with the promised huge wealth.

But in the year when the little groom turned 16

I'm going to die in a carriage accident...

When I came to my senses, time had passed for 10 years,

I was possessed by the body I saw for the first time called 'nadia Hess'.

Since the divorce was scheduled anyway, my husband told me to live well on my own,

I tried to revive this torn and poor territory.

But I don't think my husband has forgotten me even after 10 years?

"When I see you, I keep thinking of my dead wife.

So I think I'll fall in love with you.

You don't know how scary it is for me."

I still want to comfort the little groom who is like a boy.

To make matters worse, my body is being stained with black sage and broken.