I was reincarnated as the ex-wife of the male lead—a woman who abused him as a child. In the original story, he falls for a fallen princess on the battlefield and brings her back. But unlike the original villainess, I plan to quietly accept the divorce. I’ll raise the young husband like a little brother, send him off to war, manage the estate wisely, and even develop a cure for the fatal disease that killed me in the original plot. Everything’s ready for my peaceful exit… or so I thought. When my now-grown husband returns, his reaction is far from expected: “With me risking my life on the battlefield, you were preparing to run?” He smiles sweetly—but his burning eyes say otherwise. Wait... why does it feel like he won't let me go?