One day, while burning up with a fever, I realized I’d been reincarnated as the daughter of a villainess in a novel.

Remembering the original story meant I knew what the future held, but it wasn’t exactly bright…

My mother, the villainess, is destined to be used and discarded until the day she dies. And I? I’m fated to follow her, dying from an Incurable Disease.

But there was one silver lining. Even if I have no way to save myself, I can still save my poor mother.

‘Live, Mom. Be happy in my place.’

To save her, I sought out the Duke, a mere supporting character in the original story.

“So, please… propose to my mother, Duke.”

Using my knowledge of the plot, I struck a deal with him. In exchange, the Duke rescued my mother and me from the clutches of my cruel grandfather.

Once the contract was fulfilled, I planned to find a quiet place to meet my end alone… but then…

“Libby, I don’t feel very well. Could you hold my hand?”

Why is this “sickly” handsome boy clinging to me?

Wait… is he actually sick? Something about him is definitely suspicious.