My father brought the sub-male lead who would bring ruin to our family. And to make matters worse, it’s a child who is supposed to be my match…! There is absolutely no room for a tragic ending. In order to survive and prevent Mishael from beating me, I transformed into a flawless lady with whom no one could find fault with. As time passed, Mishael, who grew up smoothly, left for the empire to become a priest as originally planned. “…I actually have an incurable illness.” I was momentarily surprised hearing the shocking revelation that the sub-male lead, whom I raised with great care, has a terminal illness. “I… It hurts so much here.” And it is said to be a disease that constantly flares up without warning, causing him great distress. And so, I only lent a helping hand a few times to help him deal with difficult situations. “Miss… What should I do now?” Misha sobbed, pressing his cheek against my hand. “I, who desired to become a priest, have dared to lust after a woman and have fallen into corruption…. Shouldn’t the young lady take responsibility for someone like me?” Me, why me? “I feel like I want to kiss you right now and die…” So, why me…? Where did our gentleman go…?