Several years after marrying into a rival marquis family, I had resolved to live my life as a mere decorative wife. But I never expected to be attacked by a magical beast and lose my life. Amidst the roaring flames, my husband, who was supposed to hate me, desperately called out my name."Did you actually like me?""If that's the case"When I next woke up, I had returned to the time just before marrying into the marquis family. In order to survive the upcoming attack, I must build a good relationship with my husband. But despite thinking he liked me, his attitude remains as cold as ever...?