I Accidentally Revived My Deceased Husband

 
I was reincarnated into a character of a 19+ rated romance novel. Specifically, into the body of Judith Harrington, who was forced into a marriage because of gambling debts.
 
On the day of the wedding, my husband died, and the family was left in debt, but… well, that was fine.
 
The mansion I inherited couldn’t be sold because of rumors that it was cursed, but… that, too, was understandable.
 
‘I’m not the type to be scared by something like this. I’ve been through hell and back, even experiencing reincarnation.’
 
I resolved to start a business and live a life without envy in this lifetime.
 
But… isn’t it too much for my husband’s corpse not to decay?
 
“What have you done to me?”
 
My husband’s eyes, resembling a deep forest green, scanned his naked body and mine.
 
His voice, confused, broke the frozen silence
 
“Were we actually in the middle of ‘that’?”
 
My dead husband came back to life.
 
Just like a character in an 19+ rated novel, misunderstanding the situation in the most absurd way.
 
***
 
“You’re giving him a flirtatious smile.”
 
Flirting with another man while my husband is next to me?
 
Erne, incredulous, covered Judith’s eyes, who was standing nearby.
 
“This is an affair, you know.”
 
“How is exchanging a few glances considered an affair?”
 
With a snort, Judith pulled Erne’s hand away.
 
“And how is this considered an affair? I was widowed on my wedding day.”
 
Judith stuck her tongue out at him playfully and slipped into the store.
 
Covering her eyes earlier was just a joke. Surely, Judith’s remark about exchanging flirtatious looks being okay because she was widowed was also a joke.
 
I know that, I definitely know that,
 
But…
 
“…Why do I feel.”
 
Why do I feel so dirty about it?