Overview

I died at my 30.
But waking up in a foreign body in a new world.
I inherited his estate, his house, and a pile of troubles—including a broken omega
ravaged, fractured, barely holding on.

I should never marry a male.
But I can handle this, logic and precision is my lancet.
He will only be a somewhat special patient, nothing more.

However, my pheromones have other ideas.
And omega is keeping secret from me....