I don't know what happened, but I suddenly found myself lying on this big bed inside a luxurious room.
What am I doing here!? I'm supposed to be dead! I clearly remember what happened to me, but this!?
My eyes widened as I hastily got out of the bed and rushed to the mirror near where I was lying.
And goodness me!
"W-Who is this!?" I couldn't help but scream as I stared at the face in front of me.
What happened to my face!? My short hair!? It's gone!
The person in front of me had long black hair, pale skin, dry lips. There was some baby fat on the cheeks, but the face looked like it had been through an illness.
I can't believe it! What happened to me!?
Suddenly, the door opened and I turned toward it, shocked as several staff entered the room, looking around with confusion written on their faces.
"What happened, Madam?"
"Why did you scream, Madam?"
"Did a thief get in, Madam?"
I stepped back in reaction. They were wearing maid uniforms, and only one older man was in a tuxedo.
I don't know what happened to them, but they kept looking around the room.
"Madam!!"
I couldn't understand what they were saying as I was trying to wrap my head around what the heck was happening to me!
They kept talking as they walked toward me and I slowly backed away, but when I felt the wall behind me, my eyes widened at what they were saying.
"Are you alright, Madam?"
"Call Sir Zion!"
I stood there frozen, trying to understand what happened to me. How did I end up here? Why are they calling me Madam? Madam isn't my name! I'm Ally Cole!
"Madam Ally Cartridge! Are you alright?" the old man suddenly asked.
But my eyes widened at what he said. Ally Cartridge? Me? But Cartridge sounds so familiar. Where have I heard that name? What does this mean!?
I snapped, "Get out!"
I'm trying to think why I'm here, but they keep talking about this and that. They're giving me a headache! Seriously!
"W-What—!?"
"Out!" I demanded. "Now!"
They apologized to me as they quickly left the room.
I sat down on the bed, completely confused, trying to sort things out. I sighed and rubbed my head.
I stopped when someone knocked on the door, so I quickly stood up and stared at the door to see who would come in.
"…" The old man, who I assumed was the butler, stayed silent as he stepped aside for an elderly woman.
"Madam Ally!" the older woman called, clearly worried as shown in her expression.
I didn't speak and just stared at them. They probably realized I wasn't going to talk, so the old woman left, leaving the butler behind.
"What?" I'm sorry, but I really couldn't help being irritable—I couldn't think clearly because of what's happening.
I was about to speak again, thinking he didn't hear me, when he suddenly spoke.
"Sir Zion is in the dining area and he's calling for you, Madam!"
That's when I realized—Zion Cartridge! The villain I read about in an online novel before I died! Sanny's idol! But how did I end up here? What happened!?
My mind was already a mess, and it didn't help that someone knocked on my door again—even though it was already open—as the butler insisted I come downstairs because my husband was waiting.
I hurried into the bathroom, gripping my hair as I tried to recall the plot of the story, My Lily.
As far as I remember, there was no story about the villain's wife. Not even a name. The only description was that Zion became a widow after seeing the female lead for the first time, at a banquet event. There was no reason stated why Zion became a widow so early—only that his wife died.
I didn't know how to react. Should I be happy or cry because of what happened to me? If those people are calling me Madam Ally Cartridge, then I must be the villain's wife! That means the plot hasn't started yet! I can still change the story! I don't want to die a second time! Never!
I looked at my reflection in the mirror, admiring my face.
I blurted, "I'm so pretty."
I should use this face to seduce the villain. Although I don't know how, because I'm not good at getting close to men.
"Madam Ally..," I heard the butler call.
I closed my eyes to calm myself. When I opened them again, I stepped out. I found the butler staring at me, giving a small, puzzling smile.
"He's waiting downstairs, Madam," he said.
He exited the room first, and I followed. My eyes widened as I looked around. Even though we were only in the hallway leading to the grand staircase, I was already in awe of the decor.
The villain is seriously rich! No doubt about that.
I could feel my heart beating fast as the butler entered the big double doors. I knew it was the dining area. I didn't know why, but I felt really nervous. Was it because I was about to meet Sanny's idol? The villain of the story, Zion Cartridge. My husband.
As I slowly walked inside, I immediately saw a man sitting at the center of the long table.
He was so handsome with his dark hair, sharp nose, and long lashes. His bangs nearly touched his eyes as he lowered his head, blinking slowly, gracefully using his utensils to cut his food and eat.
My eyes widened when he suddenly raised his head and looked at me, his eyes emotionless—it shocked me.
He coldly snickered, "Done staring at me?"
I could feel my cheeks burning at what he said. That's when I realized I'd been staring at his face for a while. But Zion Cartridge is just so handsome! I guess it's worth it that I became the villain's wife. Hehe.