The Villainess Wants to Be Terminally Ill!

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Synopsis

I was reborn as a hopeless villainess.

By the time I regained my memories of my past life, the male lead's 'name' had already manifested on my body, and our engagement was set in stone.

Moreover, the relationship between the male lead and the female lead had already progressed as far as it could.

If things continued like this, I might end up starving to death in prison, just like in the original story.

'There's no other choice. Like the senior villainesses who possessed their roles before me, I'll just have to maintain a good relationship with the male lead.'

...That's what I thought at one point.

"What do I do when the male lead I met right after regaining my memories says something like this: 'The heir will be the child Stella bears'?"

"Raymond. I'm asking because I genuinely don't understand. Surely you don't mean the heir to my family, the Martyr Dukedom?"

"Hah. Yevgenia Martyr. Please don't act so foolishly."

So it wasn't that after all!

"This marriage is happening because you wanted it. For your pathetic love."

"So shouldn't my love be respected too?"

Right, (the male lead was) insane!

In that case, the only path left is to somehow break off the engagement.

But thanks to this damn 'name,' I couldn't see a way out at all.

In the end, the only remaining method was just one.

"...I heard that erasing a name shortens your lifespan by three years per character."

Raimund Larsen. Erasing his full name would cost me 39 years.

Meaning, at 19 years old, I'd become terminally ill.

"But, if I follow the original story, my name gets erased anyway, right? I can just think of it as erasing it early."

Starving to death after a week of suffering in an underground prison vs. living happily as a wealthy, terminally ill duchess

"Unless something's wrong with me, of course I'd choose the latter. Alright, my goal from now on is to become terminally ill!"

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