Nami was sold for money. All she possessed was a scandalous fortune-telling that said she could hook a man and never let him go. She was brought in as a precious body to tightly grab hold of the family's three-generation-only sole heir—who was busy shedding blood rather than sowing seeds at his ripe age—and bear him a stout, toad-like son. However, her husband-to-be, Hyeok, fled into the night to the battlefield right after the wedding ceremony, complying with his parents' plea to just get married and then go die on the battlefield however she pleased, leaving not even a wedding night. Thus, having lost her usefulness, Nami immediately became an outcast. Despite this, she held the husband she had seen only once on her wedding day in her heart, secretly blushing and nurturing a youthful crush. But when the man finally returned after three years, not only did he not remember her... "Ah, aren't you that surrogate womb?" Nami had always laughed off hardships and mistreatment, thinking it was just her fate. But for the first time, her face—which had never shriveled up no matter what insults the servants hurled at her—crack wide open that day.