Several years after marrying into a rival marquis family, I had resolved to live my life as a mere decorative wife. But I never expected to be attacked by a magical beast and lose my life. Amidst the roaring flames, my husband, who was supposed to hate me, desperately called out my name. "Did you actually like me?" "If that’s the case—" When I next woke up, I had returned to the time just before marrying into the marquis family. In order to survive the upcoming attack, I must build a good relationship with my husband. But despite thinking he liked me, his attitude remains as cold as ever...?
