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.