Reincarnated As My Husband's Mistress

"Ma'am, are you feeling unwell?"

"Hm?"

"I think you have a fever."

I didn't avoid Yona's hand as she approached me without hesitation. Seeing Yona's lukewarm hand grow warm against my forehead, I realized that I must indeed have a fever.

"No, I'm fine."

"But still, just in case, I'll ask Ma'am to get you some medicine!"

Yona quickly left the bedroom with a face full of worry. I lay in the unfamiliar guest room of the Duke's residence and stroked the soft blanket.

'If I kissed Blie Acacia's lips, would you be sad?'

My feelings for Blie Acacia were very complex. She was the woman who had taken my husband away. But she had also given herself up to be punished, as if to atone. I was using her body diligently, as she had declared it to be mine. But what if I had kissed Roardnes at that moment, pushed by the situation?

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'I think... I would have been a little sad.'

I felt a petty feeling arise, as if both Noebian and Roardnes had taken something away from me, just like Blie had. But as I was about to feel depressed, the memory of Roardnes' arms and face, and his words...