The Plan of the Terminally-Ill Wife's Divorce (Completed Main Story) - Side Story 9

“Seo-rin!”

Before she could even make sense of the bewildering situation, she was pulled along by a strong woman’s hand and led out of the place where she had opened her eyes.

Having finally entered what was called a “home,” she at last found a moment to check her “status window.” After examining the still unfamiliar “status window” several times, she managed to piece together a rough understanding of her circumstances.

So, this was the result of rejecting the hero’s proposal after he had defeated the Demon King. Because she had chosen not to remain by the hero’s side as the holy maiden, she had been transferred into this body.

[This new life is a reward for your previous existence. You may now shape your life in this body exactly as you wish.]

Even so…

“Ugh, the dishes never end, no matter how much I wash. Hey, listen—our eldest daughter… never mind. Honestly, raising someone else’s bloodline never earns you any praise. Do you have any idea how much I’ve suffered this time? I’m barely squeezing in time to call you right now.”

After returning from the hospital, she underwent what they called a police inquiry. They claimed it was merely a formality because her accident seemed suspicious, and they needed to confirm nothing untoward had occurred.

Her family had pressured her to say nothing had happened, and since she truly had no memory of this body’s past, she had no choice but to repeat exactly what they told her.

“Um… shall I do the dishes?”

It was nothing new for strangers to show her hostility. She had always lived this way—wandering from place to place by divine will, initially met with suspicion and coldness wherever she went.

She had always won over such people through sincere, diligent service.

“What? What’s gotten into you? You actually notice how hard I work? While you’re at it, run the washing machine too. Hey, do you have any idea how much I struggled while you were lying comfortably in your hospital bed? A decent person would at least show some gratitude.”

Still, it felt odd that although they called her family, they treated her like an outsider.

“Huh? Lee Seo-rin, what are you doing? Why are you putting laundry into the bathtub? Mom, did you tell her to do something weird?”

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