I’m Going to Change My Husband With a Predatory Marriage - Chapter 1

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Chapter 1

“Please abduct me.”
The Lovely Pink-Haired Girl spoke with deliberate provocation.
She had clearly come with some sort of request.
Yet no one could have anticipated such an absurd demand.
No, this couldn’t even be called a request or demand. It was outright coercion.
Directed at a powerfully built man who towered over her by a head and a half.
Because of this ridiculous statement, the man on the receiving end simply voiced his immediate thought.
“Did my ears deceive me just now?”
“I’ll even specify the time and place. Tomorrow just before noon, when the carriage carrying me passes through the Imperial Palace Square, conduct the abduction wedding there.”
“You’re asking me to conduct an abduction wedding with you in that crowded square?”
“Yes! Exactly! You understand perfectly!”
The girl nodded enthusiastically, her mysterious violet eyes sparkling. Her gestures radiated pure delight.
Yet she bore no resemblance to someone mad enough to make such an outrageous threat.
The coerced man pressed his temples, clearly troubled.
“Do you even understand what you’re saying right now?”
“It can’t end with just the abduction. You must also complete the marriage contract signature and obtain the temple’s notarization!”
The conversation was going nowhere.
“…You’re clearly not in your right mind.”
“And! Most importantly! Everyone must know that I had absolutely no say in any of this!”
Gerald, the Mercenary King—the owner of this hideout and the victim of this coercion—sighed heavily.
He then reached for the bell to summon his subordinates waiting outside.
“Get this mad woman out of here immediately——!”
Snatch!
But surprisingly, the woman was faster.
She practically threw herself at Gerald, clinging to him and preventing him from ringing the bell.
This woman was utterly unpredictable.
“You have no choice but to listen to me.”
“That won’t happen unless I lose my mind.”
The woman then responded with confident laughter.
“Then you’ll lose it soon. In fact, you absolutely must.”
Her voice sounded like a prophecy.
The Petite Woman swayed her cotton candy-soft pink hair and smiled with an expression both innocent and sinister.
She issued her command once more.
“Abduct me.”
And in a whisper, she delivered the bombshell.
“Or you’ll die.”
“…!”
The Mercenary King lost even the timing to express his anger.
The hand grasping his was lighter than a feather, and her skin was as soft as milk—so delicate that even brushing against coarse fabric seemed likely to leave marks.
She was hardly suited to be the one making threats.
The Mercenary King laughed at her.
“You don’t look like you have the ability to kill me.”
And just as he was about to wrench his hand free from her slender, soft grip.
The woman’s voice, sharper than any blade, pierced through his chest.
“If you don’t accept my proposal, everyone will learn that Gerald, the Mercenary King, is actually Prince Arpard.”
The mockery that had played across the man’s face vanished instantly. In its place came tension.
The woman smirked.
“Especially if The Emperor finds out—things would become very interesting, wouldn’t they?”
‘This isn’t mere blackmail.’
This woman was a genuine threat.
A sharp blade suspended over Arpard’s neck.
So the man decided to drop his mask.
He couldn’t understand how she’d discovered it, but this woman already knew his true identity.
There was no point in denying or arguing here.
Only two paths lay before him.
Accept this woman’s blackmail, or….
“Even if you kill me right here, you won’t be able to silence it.”
“…What?”
The woman smiled sharply again.
“If I don’t return by the appointed time, a letter containing your secret will be sent to the Imperial Palace.”
“…Ha.”
It was absurd enough to laugh about. Though admittedly, it wasn’t a pleasant laugh.
Arpard let out a hollow chuckle, then seized the woman by the nape of her neck.
Without even applying much force, her feet lifted off the ground.
“Ah!”
The woman was dragged along far too easily and carelessly for someone who’d just made such a bold, reckless threat.
Arpard was even taken aback by how effortlessly she yielded.
“You’re serious.”
“Yes. I’m making this request in all sincerity.”
“That’s just blackmail dressed up in different words.”
Despite being restrained by the grip on her neck, the woman showed no sign of panic.
Even a vassal wouldn’t maintain such composure before him like this.
Arpard pulled the woman’s face close to his own, his tone carrying the menace of a predator.
“So, why exactly am I hearing a demand to abduct the bride of my cousin, who’s getting married tomorrow?”
The woman’s violet eyes trembled.
“You… know who I am?”
“Of course. Hillia Delphin, who’s set to become my cousin’s wife tomorrow.”
The girl called Hillia broke into a radiant smile.
“I’m relieved. It saves us the trouble of wasting time explaining my personal details.”
“Then I need to hear another explanation.”
“Another explanation?”
“Besides the threat to expose my secrets to the Emperor—what legitimate benefit can I gain from this?”
“Benefit?”
“Exactly. Otherwise, there’d be no reason to use the word ‘commission’ in the first place.”
The woman smiled with a sense of triumph. Her choice had been correct.
The Crown Prince, whose crimson eyes gleamed with madness, possessed a brilliant mind contrary to public rumor.
Sharp enough to discern the hidden meaning behind a single word.
Hillia declared confidently.
“In exchange, I can ensure Your Highness ascends to the throne safely, without succumbing to madness.”
And Prince Arpard realized he had fallen into an inescapable trap.
For as Arpard, he could never refuse such a “price.”

Chapter 1. The Truth: I Was the Original Heroine

“Farewell, original heroine. Everything you had is now mine. Don’t worry. I’ll treasure it dearly.”
“…What?”
“So die in peace.”
The words were utterly shocking.
‘And besides, she’s speaking Korean right now? How is that…?’
But before the meaning could fully register in my mind.
Thunk!
The blade of the guillotine descended upon my neck.
The impact shattered the world, and consciousness began to fade.
“I wondered why I possessed such a mediocre body, but it was all for this moment…”
Even then, I managed to hear one final word.
“Ahahaha! Now I’m the real heroine.”
And then, darkness.

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“!”
When I opened my eyes again, only one word came to mind.
“XX!”
I spewed out a torrent of vicious curses that I could never have imagined uttering in my first life.
Once more.
“XXX!”
The first curse was directed at the situation itself.
But the second was different. It was aimed at a very specific target.
The person who had spoken those shocking words just before my third death.
The woman who had stripped me of everything across my three previous lives.
She approached with false kindness and intimacy, always becoming my husband’s mistress.
And in the end, she had me executed on charges of infidelity and treason.
Only now, foolishly, did I come to understand her true identity.
‘That woman… she was possessed?!’
All my questions were answered too late.
The reason she had tormented me so relentlessly and sought to take everything I possessed.

“Farewell, original heroine.”

Because I was the true heroine of ‘this world’ all along.

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