### 全文翻译 ### My Toxic System Wants Me Dead I’ve been stuck in this toxic romance novel for three years now. My system told me that as soon as the male lead’s affection meter hits 100%, I can finally go home. To get back, I’d willingly spent three years acting like his ultimate doormat. Then, one day, the system suddenly told me to go catch him cheating. It said it was a little game for couples to deepen their feelings. 【Host, he’s deliberately letting you find him and his ‘white moonlight’ at the hotel! He’s trying to provoke you, force you to get jealous! Men love seeing women fight over them!】 【Quick! Go in and join them! Become part of their game, and his affection meter will absolutely skyrocket!】 【Trust me, he’s waiting for you to burst in! He’s desperate for you to care!】 Listening to the system’s fervent instructions, I pushed open the hotel room door with a surge of adrenaline. But what greeted me wasn’t an increase in my boyfriend’s affection. It was his icy, disgusted glare, and a wad of cash he threw at me: “Trying to get my attention with these pathetic stunts again? Take the money and get lost. Don’t bother me.” I was dragged out of the hotel by security guards, humiliated, and left to shiver in the rain. I wiped away my tears. “I’m so stupid, falling for this idiotic system’s tricks again.”
Rain lashed down on me, quickly soaking through my thin dress. I hugged my knees, crouching by the hotel entrance, like a stray dog abandoned by its owner. I wanted to leave, to escape this humiliating place immediately. But the system started screaming in my head. 【You can’t leave! Host, now is the crucial moment for the male lead to test your sincerity!】 【He was just angry before. When he’s done and comes out to see you still waiting in the rain, all his anger will turn into heartache!】 【Haven’t you read those classic romance novels? It’s called ‘love in the rain,’ meant to seal your destiny forever! This storm today is meant to elevate your love!】 I looked up at the sky. The rain was coming down so hard, it felt like the heavens had broken. My lips started turning purple, and my teeth chattered uncontrollably. “I… I’m so cold.” 【Being cold is perfect! The more pathetic you look, the more heartbroken he’ll be! Trust me, he’s definitely restless in that room right now, with his mind full of you!】 I chose to believe it again. To go home, I had no other choice. I just stayed there, huddled under the hotel’s eaves, watching luxury cars drive in and couples intimately leave under their umbrellas. No one spared me a second glance. Time ticked by, minute by agonizing minute. My consciousness began to blur, and my body turned from icy cold to burning hot. 【Host, hold on! Every minute you wait now is another minute of heartache you cause him!】 【When he comes out and sees you, sick and collapsed because of him, that guilt will send his affection meter through the roof!】 The system’s voice still echoed in my mind. I leaned against the cold wall, my body starting to slide down uncontrollably. In a haze, I almost thought I saw Blake’s anxious face rushing towards me. I foolishly imagined he would hold me, wrap me in his warm coat, and take me home. But none of it happened. The sky had turned from pitch black to the soft, grey light of dawn. The rain finally lessened. The hotel’s revolving doors moved. I used every ounce of strength to lift my head. It was Blake. He looked refreshed, his hair perfectly combed, clearly having enjoyed a very pleasant night. Beside him, still in a thin dress, was his ‘white moonlight’—his idealized first love, Serena. My heart, in that moment, sank to the very bottom. Blake’s gaze swept over me without the slightest pause. He even frowned. Serena shivered, complaining, “Blake, it’s a bit cold.” Blake immediately took off his own jacket and draped it over Serena’s shoulders. Then, he embraced her and got into the car already waiting at the entrance, speeding away without a backward glance. Not once did he look at me properly. The car wheels splashed through a puddle, splattering me with mud. I couldn’t hold on any longer and completely lost consciousness. I woke up again in a hospital. A kind stranger had brought me here. The doctor said I had a high fever and exposure to the rain; any later, and I might have developed pneumonia. I lay in the hospital bed, the light illuminating my pale face. The system was finally quiet. I opened the system panel. The affection meter in the top right corner still read 5%. For three years, that number had never changed. Late at night, in my feverish state, I kept dreaming of going home. In my dreams, there was my mom’s homemade apple pie and warm mashed potatoes, and my cozy little bed. I woke up crying, finding my pillow soaked. The system popped up just then. 【Host, I’m so sorry. I underestimated the male lead’s ability to conceal his true feelings.】 【He didn’t show it then because he needed to maintain his cold demeanor in front of his ‘white moonlight.’ I detected that he tossed and turned all night, unable to rest.】 I listened numbly. It continued: 【But it’s okay. Even though it didn’t succeed this time, it showed him your determination. We’ll try a different strategy.】 What other strategy could I have? Except to be an even more obedient dog.
After being discharged, I returned to the villa. Blake was in the living room, on a FaceTime call with Serena, smiling dotingly. Seeing me return, he didn’t even end the call. He just lifted his chin, giving me an order: “Since you’re so free, find something to do.” “Starting tomorrow, you’ll make lunch for Serena every day and personally deliver it to her office.” Serena, on the other end of the FaceTime, let out a sweet giggle: “Blake, don’t be like that, it’s too much trouble for Cassidy.” Blake’s face held a smirk, his tone dismissive. “She’s just lounging around anyway. It’s her honor to serve you.” My hands clenched silently at my sides. But the system was having a party in my head. 【Host! Amazing news! He’s telling you to deliver food to the ‘white moonlight’! This is creating an opportunity for you!】 【Think about it, appearing in front of Serena every day is practically you staking your claim, isn’t it?】 【You’re telling everyone that the only one who gets to lovingly prepare meals for Blake’s woman is you, Cassidy!】 What else could I say? I could only accept. The next day, I received a menu from Serena. Only one item: Mango Mousse. My heart plummeted. The system asked, puzzled: 【What’s wrong, Host? That’s so simple.】 My voice was hoarse. “I… I’m allergic to mangoes.” It wasn’t just that I couldn’t eat them. Even smelling the scent or handling the fruit would trigger a severe allergic reaction. 【Allergic?】 The system fell silent for a few seconds, then shrieked. 【Fantastic! Host, this is a heaven-sent opportunity!】 【Think about it, you’re risking an allergic reaction to make cake for his woman! What kind of spirit is that?】 【This is true, heroic devotion! How much heartache will he feel when he finds out? This is more effective than delivering a hundred meals!】 So, I put on double gloves and a mask and went into the kitchen. But the scent of mangoes still crept in. My skin started itching, my throat felt blocked, and I coughed uncontrollably, my chest aching. But I endured, carefully slicing the fruit, whipping the cream, and layering the crust. Then, I delivered the finished cake to Serena’s company. It was a high-end fashion company with luxurious decor. My simple clothes made me feel completely out of place. All the way there, I endured the receptionist’s disdainful looks and the employees’ whispered mockery. When I reached Serena’s office, Blake was there too. He seemed to always be there. I placed the cake on the table. Serena didn’t even glance at me. She just opened the box and exclaimed exaggeratedly, “Wow, it’s beautiful! Cassidy, your hands are so skilled.” But she dug out a large piece of cake with her fork, then didn’t eat it. Seeing this, Blake assumed she didn’t like it, and his face instantly darkened. He sharply turned and glared at me, his eyes filled with disgust and impatience. “Cassidy, what kind of garbage did you make? You can’t even make a simple cake!” “And you look disgusting with that coughing fit and your face all blotchy. Don’t stand there grossing out Serena!” My heart felt like it had been violently stabbed by him. Only then did Serena smile, satisfied. “Blake, don’t be so harsh on Cassidy. I just suddenly lost my appetite.” “But this cake is Cassidy’s effort, don’t waste it.” She bent down and offered the spoon to a Pomeranian dog at her feet. “Pippin, sweetie, try this. That auntie made it especially for you.” My heart instantly turned to ice. The little dog happily stuck out its tongue, licking the cake I’d poured my literal blood, sweat, and tears into, nearly coughing myself to death. “Aww, Pippin is so good! You’re eating so well.” Serena stroked the dog’s head, not even looking at me. I stiffly turned my head to Blake, my eyes pleading slightly. I thought he would at least say something for me. But he didn’t. He just leaned lazily on the couch, watching dotingly. He said, “As long as you’re happy.” Suppressed snickers erupted around the room. The system was frantically scrolling across my mind. 【Host, did you see that?! He yelled at you! He yelled at you in front of his ‘white moonlight’! This is called ‘reverse favoritism’!】 【He’s deliberately belittling you to lower Serena’s guard! In reality, his heart is bleeding for you!】 【He called you disgusting, but he was actually heartbroken by your allergic reaction! Men are just so contradictory!】 My voice was trembling. “He… they fed the cake I made to a dog…” 【The point isn’t that it was fed to a dog, the point is Serena is happy! Did you hear what the male lead said? ‘As long as you’re happy!’】 【This means that as long as you can make Serena happy, the male lead will be happy!】 【Once the male lead is happy, won’t that affection meter just come flooding in?】 【Host, this is a shortcut to his heart! You’re not trying to please Serena now, you’re directly conquering the male lead by pleasing Serena!】 I was speechless. Seeing me stare blankly, Blake’s eyes started to show impatience. “Why are you still here? Waiting to be laughed to death?” I numbly stood up and left the office. I don’t know how I walked out of that building. I only remember on the way back, I clawed at my arms, leaving bloody scratches, but the itching was still excruciating. Passing a mirror, I saw large red rashes all over my face and neck, looking utterly miserable. I remembered Blake’s words, “looking disgusting,” and his doting kiss, Serena’s triumphant smile, and the dog eating my hard work. It started raining again on the road. The heavy sound of the rain finally drowned out my uncontrollable sobs. And on the system panel, that 5% affection meter remained stubbornly fixed, completely unchanged.
Days slipped by in numbness and humiliation. Soon, a very special day for me arrived. It was the anniversary of my grandmother’s passing, the day I was inexplicably pulled into this book world. My grandma was my only family. After she passed away, I was chosen by the system and thrown into this hellhole. The only thing I brought with me was a simple wooden hair pin my grandmother left me. For three years, it had been my most important emotional anchor. Every year on this day, I would take it out, talk to it, and pretend my grandma was still here. But this year, I couldn’t even keep that last bit of solace. Blake, wanting to throw a grand birthday party for Serena, had a sudden idea: a “treasure hunt game” at the villa. He had the butler round up all the interesting little trinkets in the villa as prizes. Then, he saw the small wooden box I kept by my bedside. He opened the box, took out the hairpin, and twirled it in his fingers, a look of undisguised contempt on his face. “What’s this? A piece of junk wood?” I rushed forward, trying to snatch it back. “Give it back! It’s my grandmother’s keepsake!” Blake was clearly startled, then his face darkened. It was the first time in three years I had ever raised my voice at him. Feeling his authority challenged, he shoved me to the ground, pinching the hairpin between two fingers and holding it up. “A keepsake? Perfect. Since it’s so precious, let’s make it a prize.” “I announce that whoever finds it fastest at the party will get one wish granted by me.” “No! Please! You can’t do this!” I knelt on the floor, tears streaming down my face for the first time, begging him bitterly. But he completely ignored me, preparing to hand the hairpin to his assistant. I watched as my grandmother’s only relic was about to be degraded into a mere prop for strangers’ amusement, a bargaining chip for their personal gain. Three years of humiliation, and all the suppressed grievances and unwillingness, came crashing down in that moment. My mind went blank. The system was still screaming in my head. 【Host! This is a fantastic opportunity to integrate into his social circle!】 【It’s just a hairpin! Trading it for a chance to get noticed by his friends? That’s a steal! Hurry and say you agree!】 I didn’t listen. I scrambled up from the floor, glaring at Blake. The instant he turned to hand the hairpin to his assistant, I slapped him hard across the face! “Slap!” A crisp, loud sound echoed through the empty living room. Everyone fell silent. Blake’s head snapped to the side, a clear five-finger mark quickly appearing on his face. He had grown up pampered, everything going his way, surrounded by admirers. This was the first time anyone had ever hit him. He turned slowly to look at me, disbelief in his eyes. “Cassidy, you dare hit me?” The next second, he grabbed my neck, slamming me against the wall. His eyes were bloodshot. “I guess I’ve been too lenient with you!” My head spun with stars from the impact. The choking sensation made it impossible to breathe, and tears involuntarily streamed down my face. The system in my mind instantly crashed, letting out an unprecedented, piercing alarm: 【Alert! Alert! S-class violation! Host has attacked core capture target! You’re done for! Termination sequence initiated…】 I closed my eyes, waiting for death. Three years of torment, it was enough. Not being able to go home, or being terminated, anything was better than staying here! However, the expected searing pain didn’t come. Instead, a prompt I had never heard before sounded. 【Ding! Detecting unprecedented emotional fluctuation in capture target!】 【Congratulations, Host! Successfully triggered hidden core plotline – Chasing Wife to Cremation Grounds!】 【Blake’s Affection +20%! Current Affection: 25%!】
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