On the fifth Christmas of my husband Liam Lopez’s affair, the system that had been unreachable finally appeared again, telling me I could go home. In those final seven days, I stopped fighting and arguing with Liam, stopped caring about him going out with his mistress and not coming home at night, and stopped caring about him giving my precious belongings to other women. The day I left was our fifth wedding anniversary. Liam burst into the house with Emma White, knocked over the meal I had prepared, then grabbed me by the throat and pressed broken glass against me, demanding to know why I had hurt Emma and his child. Liam also said, “How did you become so vicious? You even make me sick.” I smiled and didn’t defend myself at all, only saying, “I did all these things. I am that vicious. Are you only realizing this now? So, I wish you two will be together forever.” Then, under his gaze, I viciously slashed the artery in my neck, ending everything I had in this world. ***** The first time the system appeared, Liam and I had just finished fighting. The bedroom floor was in complete chaos, covered with paper scraps and glass shards. Liam had just returned home from a trip with his kept mistress, and the first thing he wanted to do was have sex with me. He held me tightly, kissing me all over my body, his hands wandering everywhere. My eyes were filled with disgust as I pushed him away, but he became like an enraged beast, his eyes turning red. Liam glared at me viciously and said, “Do you know how those women outside please me? What are you pretending? Didn’t you used to say you’d do anything just to be with me? Now you’re playing the pure woman?” I looked at him in disbelief. I never thought he would compare me to those women. Moreover, he was the one cheating, yet he still had the audacity to blame me for not cooperating with him. I couldn’t bring myself to please Liam while feeling disgusted. When he was out playing with other women, did he ever think of me? I said, “I just find you disgusting. Don’t touch me.” I was extremely emotional, resisting his advances, even wanting him to disappear from my sight immediately. Liam sneered coldly, forcefully grabbed my hands, and pressed me against the mirror on the vanity. He also reached out and squeezed my face hard, his eyes full of contemptuous mockery: “Look at yourself now, completely different from before. Do you still think you’re that most beautiful girl in school that everyone chased after? Scarlett, face reality. You’re just an old woman now, with nothing to keep me interested. Besides your body, what else is worth a second glance?” Scarlett Stewart is my name. I looked at myself in the mirror—clothes disheveled, fine lines appearing on my once-beautiful face, eyes full of sorrow. I really couldn’t compare to his young kept woman. After all, she was young and obedient, knowing how to make Liam happy. While I was like a thorny rose, unable to say sweet words, unable to please him, always making him uncomfortable. But I had always been this way from the beginning. Back then, he said he loved me just like this. Liam’s voice was like a demon’s whisper: “You’re now just a bad-tempered woman who loves to make a scene, exactly like your mother.” This last sentence Liam said shattered all my self-respect, humiliating me thoroughly before trampling me underfoot. I broke free from his restraints like a madwoman and slapped him with all my strength. Then my tears kept falling to the ground. Liam was stunned by my sudden action. He gritted his teeth wanting to hit me, but seeing me cry so heartbrokenly, he froze. I was a very strong-willed person who had never cried in front of Liam before. This was the first time he’d ever seen me cry so heartbroken. Liam and I had been together for five years, and though I’d endured countless grievances, never had there been a moment that made me feel he was this cruel. Through my sobs, I asked him, “Liam, do you dare repeat what you just said?” But Liam remained silent. I pressed him again: “Say something!” I was consumed with hatred. I hated how he ignored all the wrongs I’d suffered, hated that he’d fallen for someone else, and most of all, I hated that he said I was just like my mother. He knew perfectly well this was the one thing I never wanted to discuss, my only boundary. Yet to mock me, he’d casually thrown it in my face. Perhaps he’d been wanting to say these things all along, and now, in his emotional state, he’d finally let it all out. Liam let out a cold laugh, completely dismissing my breakdown. He thought I was just throwing a tantrum. He said, “There’s nothing left to say between us. Scarlett, what I said today wasn’t because I was emotional. Is there any difference between how you look right now and what I described?” My throat felt blocked, unable to swallow or breathe, the pressure making my chest ache. My vision began to blur, my nails digging into my palms, yet I felt no pain. The suffocating sensation threatened to drown me like a rising tide. I could no longer make out what he was saying after that. I asked him, “So what? Liam, is this your excuse for cheating? Why? Why are you treating me like this?” As I spoke, I couldn’t help but picture Emma’s youthfully vibrant face. Her eyes sparkled with life and barely concealed ambition. She truly was beautiful, radiating vitality and an irresistible charm that couldn’t be ignored. It was only a matter of time before Liam would be drawn to her. Then Liam said, “Isn’t this enough? Scarlett, if you just behave yourself, I can continue maintaining this marriage with you. After all, besides me, you have no one else to depend on. Emma may be better than you in every way, but I’m just having fun with her. She won’t affect your position. What are you worried about?” Liam moved closer, whispering gently in my ear while patiently wiping the tears from my face. He continued, “So don’t do anything excessive.” My heart felt like it was being crushed in a giant fist. Liam was such a bastard! He’d been playing with people’s emotions all along! Liam added, “Besides, being seen with her makes me look better.” After saying this, he looked me up and down, then suddenly burst into laughter. He said, “As for you? You’re not young anymore. You only embarrass me.” I kept my head down, saying nothing. Finally, just as Liam was losing patience and preparing to leave, I found my voice, hoarse and ugly. I asked, “Liam, do you really love me?” Liam paused for a moment, then without hesitation, slammed the door shut. The room fell silent. After a long while, I let out a short, mocking laugh. Even I found myself ridiculous. Finally, the emotions I’d been suppressing for so long completely erupted. I lost control, screaming and smashing many things in the house. I collapsed alone on the floor, staring at the chaos around me, letting my heart be consumed by grief and pain. Just then, the System that had been absent for so long appeared. Its voice sounded like both beautiful music that could save me and a devil tempting me to sin. It said, “Host, it’s time to go home. Your mission is complete.”
I sat on the floor, numbly cleaning up the mess around me. Even when glass shards cut my fingers, I refused to stop. When Liam and I first got together, everyone said we were a perfect match, and our relationship was the envy of everyone around us. His family background was so privileged that ordinary people wouldn’t even dare to dream of it—a height I could never reach no matter how hard I tried. I once couldn’t believe that someone as outstanding and brilliant as Liam would actually fall for a girl like me from such humble circumstances. But back then, his presence truly rescued me from my difficult situation. For someone as proud as Liam to be willing to do anything for me was more beautiful than all the love letters in the world. When I first arrived in this world, I didn’t want to pursue him as a target. I didn’t want a beautiful relationship to begin with calculation. Growing up, I was surrounded by nothing but lies and deception. I hated that world, yet I had to compromise because I wanted to survive. I locked my heart away tightly, wearing a fake mask every day. I despised myself like that, and I was sick of everything in this world. But Liam was different. He genuinely liked me, encouraged me, and gave me the love I had always craved but never received. I once looked forward to building a family with him. In this world where I had no one to rely on, I finally had a place to call home—a home filled with love. But now, the house was in complete chaos, just like my relationship with Liam—nothing but trouble. Our wedding photo still hung on the bedroom wall. In that picture, my face was filled with a happy smile, and the way he looked at me wasn’t filled with the disgust and disdain I see now. When exactly did our relationship start falling apart like this? I was consumed by anger and resentment. I slowly stood up, staring at the wedding photo on the wall, then grabbed the glass in my hand and hurled it at the picture. In an instant, the photo shattered, and along with it, my dream of spending a lifetime with Liam. I asked the system, “How much longer until I can go back?” The system replied, “Seven days. Host, you have seven days left to say goodbye to this world.” I lowered my head, understanding clearly. Though I didn’t like my original world, I had no other choice now. Liam’s betrayal made me realize that no one in this world was more reliable than myself. Rather than placing all my hopes on others, I should seize the opportunity myself. Just then, a hashtag quietly appeared on Twitter. It contained a video of Liam and Emma vacationing together in France, captured by someone. In the video, they were incredibly intimate, like newlyweds, their faces glowing with happiness. Liam’s expression was so tender, his eyes full of adoration as he watched Emma throw a tantrum beside him, unable to help but coax her gently. I don’t know what Liam said, but Emma’s angry face gradually broke into a smile, then she hugged him intimately, looking absolutely delighted. After watching the video, I felt nothing but irony, and my heart ached in waves. Once upon a time, he treated me the same way. But now, he had given all the love that was once mine to another woman. And now, I no longer expected his affection. Shortly after, Liam called me, demanding that I clarify the situation online. Liam was the company’s CEO. This kind of cheating scandal would significantly impact his company’s stock value, so he wanted me to come forward and minimize the negative impact. How ridiculous! Only when it affected his interests did he think of me. Liam said over the phone, “I already told you. Emma and I are just fooling around. If there are problems with the company’s stock, you won’t be able to live the lifestyle you have now either. I need you to help clear Emma’s name as soon as possible. She’s been crying nonstop. Remember, don’t do anything unnecessary.” His tone was still filled with impatience. Liam must be exhausted—he just finished fighting with me and now he’s off to find another woman. I replied, “I understand.” Perhaps it was because my emotions were too calm now, or maybe it was the first time I mentioned Emma without arguing with him, but he was unusually stunned and didn’t say anything. After a while, Liam said, “It’s best that you can do this. You should be sensible like you are now. If you had been this sensible earlier, I wouldn’t have fought with you. Scarlett, you should please me, just like you’re doing now.” His tone was full of smugness and satisfaction. I hung up the phone myself, not wanting to get entangled with him anymore. Now, just hearing his voice made me involuntarily think of how he looked when he was cheating, and I found it particularly disgusting. After Christmas and I got together, Liam announced our relationship to everyone. When we got married, he even gave me a sensational, grand wedding. This made many people think Liam was a rare good man—both devoted and deeply affectionate. Even I thought so. But on our first Christmas as a married couple, Emma came to find me. She looked at me smugly, with a charming smile on her face, but her eyes were full of provocation as she looked at me. She smiled and said, “Hello, I’m Mr. Lopez’s assistant. He said he left a document in the study and asked me to come get it.” Emma’s gaze looked me up and down. I frowned, then led her into the study, but she asked me to wait outside the door. She said, “Mr. Lopez said this document is confidential and can’t be seen by outsiders. Please wait outside for a moment. I’ll come out as soon as I get the document. Mr. Lopez is in a hurry.” Emma’s words made me feel a sense of crisis. When Liam came home, I couldn’t help but complain to him about this incident. He smiled and explained, “She’s the daughter of a business partner. He asked me to take extra care of her. If you mind, I can have her go back.” Liam spoke very sincerely, and since our relationship had always been good and he had never done anything excessive outside, I thought about it and shook my head. I said, “It’s okay. Replacing a business partner’s daughter might affect your business. I don’t mind.” But what I didn’t expect was that this was my first time meeting the mistress Liam was keeping outside. Later I discovered that the two of them often went out behind my back. It wasn’t until I saw them kissing passionately in the underground parking garage that I realized how foolish I had been. I had believed Liam’s lies without any doubt and even thought he was working hard for our family. That night, Liam came home drunk. When he held me tightly, he whispered in my ear, “Emma, why have you lost so much weight? Did you change your perfume?” I was tremendously shocked and couldn’t believe it. The person who once truly loved me was now intimately holding me while calling out another woman’s name. That was our first fight, and we fought so fiercely that I’ll never forget it for the rest of my life. After I discovered his affair, Liam seemed to deliberately oppose me, often texting Emma right in front of me, and he stopped hiding it afterward. He looked at me mockingly and said, “If you were as obedient as Emma, as passionate toward me as she is, I wouldn’t have cheated.” From then on, Liam completely pushed me into the abyss of pain.
Knowing I’d soon be leaving this place, I couldn’t care less about Liam’s attitude toward me, and I stopped obsessing over whether he loved me. I didn’t want to know the answer anymore. He and Emma were probably together now—he hadn’t come home in four days. Three more days until our fifth wedding anniversary on Christmas, which would also be the day I left this world. I didn’t have much stuff, and I couldn’t take it with me anyway. I still hadn’t cleared up the online scandal as Liam demanded, instead leaving it for the system to handle. When Liam left earlier, he took the necklace he’d given me for the first time. It was something I treasured deeply. When he confessed his feelings, he took me to an amusement park. Under a sky full of fireworks, he pulled out that necklace. Liam said, “Scarlett, I haven’t officially taken over the family business yet, so I can only use my allowance to buy you something that’s not too expensive. But I’ll get you better, more expensive gifts in the future. Will you be my girlfriend? “I promise I’ll treat you well and love you even more than I do now.” Back then, his eyes were sincere, full of love. That necklace had once been my comfort during the pain of betrayal, the only hope that could save my miserable life. But now, hatred spread like wildfire. All our beautiful memories had turned into thorns that wounded me. When Liam took the necklace, I said nothing. He said, “Emma likes this necklace. You know that. She doesn’t ask for much. Whatever I can give her, I will. You’ve worn this necklace for a long time, and you have better necklaces to wear.” I nodded, and the hope in my eyes completely died. Liam smiled and said, “You’re being so understanding today. I love it when you’re like this.” All my years of devotion and companionship had earned me nothing more than being called “understanding.” He claimed he didn’t like Emma, but his actions clearly told me he’d fallen for her long ago. That necklace meant everything to me. Did he really not know that? Just then, the system told me the online scandal had been cleared up. It also asked, “Do you really love Liam? When I first contacted you, you didn’t seem to want to leave this place.” The system’s words made me smile bitterly. I really didn’t want to leave back then. The feelings between Liam and me were real. The experiences we shared might not have been memorable enough to last forever, but every emotion and detail in those experiences was genuine. I’d depended on him for so many years—my life was filled with his presence. In my original world, I had no one to rely on. So I clung to the warmth he gave me. I used to deliberately ignore the problems, thinking that even if life was this miserable, I had to hold onto the little bit of happiness he’d given me in our youth. But things developed beyond my control. I cared. I really, deeply cared. If I had to live like this for the rest of my life, I would truly die. When Liam called again, his voice was furious. “Scarlett, I never thought you could be this vicious. Just you wait! If anything happens to Emma, I’ll never forgive you. “You’re just as disgusting as your mother. What good could come from someone who crawled out of the slums? Especially someone who came from your mother’s womb. “Bitch! I should have seen through your true nature long ago. When you were with me, you acted so pure and innocent, but I never realized how petty you are. “Your mother was a woman who sold her body for money—vicious and scheming—and you’re exactly like her.” I froze, my whole body trembling uncontrollably. All I could manage was a soft, “Liam.” But Liam wouldn’t listen, only saying, “Scarlett, I’m telling you—you’ll bear the consequences of this alone.” After Liam hung up, I sat there stunned for a long time before snapping back to reality. His words were like sharp daggers, piercing deep into my heart. There wasn’t an ounce of affection in them—just pure insults directed at me. I couldn’t understand why someone who once cherished me so deeply would now curse at me with such vicious words. That unbearable pain crashed over me like waves, hitting me again and again. From the System, I learned that Liam and Emma had encountered an accident while out together. Emma had been hit by a car. The driver was drunk and completely unaware of what had happened. But Emma insisted that I had bribed the driver, trying to harm her and the child in her womb. This accident had made Liam furious. Blinded by rage, he called to blame me without a second thought. The crushing blow left me dizzy and disoriented. I had been unwilling to admit that Liam’s feelings for me had long since vanished through his repeated betrayals. So I could only try to maintain this crumbling marriage through such means. I kept lowering my standards, silently accepting everything he did. I used to hate deception more than anything. But to hold onto this warmth I had longed for, I began deceiving myself and hurting myself. But now, I didn’t want to continue like this anymore. Liam had been staying out for the past couple of days and hadn’t come home. I spent time at home packing up many things. All those photos that once captured our sweet moments were thrown into the trash. My clothes and luggage were all packed. Finally, I was the only one left in the villa. Over the years, Liam had been transferring money into my bank account, but I rarely used it. Since I wouldn’t be in this world much longer, I wouldn’t need the money anyway. I donated all the money to an orphanage under Liam’s name. I had done this before. I simply hoped the children could live a little better, and that it might help his career. This would be the last thing I’d do for him. On our fifth wedding anniversary, I calmly prepared a whole table of dishes for myself. These were dishes I had specifically learned to make for Liam. I knew he sometimes had to attend cocktail parties, and I worried about his stomach, so I wanted to learn to make him some stomach-soothing food. But now, I sat alone at the dining table, eating by myself. Before I could even start eating the elaborate dishes on the table, the front door was kicked open. I saw Liam standing in the doorway with a dark expression. Seeing the food on the table, he let out a cold laugh, then flipped the entire table over. All the plates crashed to the floor, glass shards scattered everywhere, some cutting my feet. Liam grabbed my throat tightly, making it impossible for me to breathe. Behind him, Emma watched me with a smug, provocative look. He leaned in close, saying viciously, “Because of you, Emma and I lost our child. How can you be so evil? “Scarlett, if it weren’t for me, how would you have your current life? How could you have escaped your humble origins? “How did you become so vicious that you make me sick?” His grip on my throat was suffocating. I opened my mouth but couldn’t say a word. Emma smiled contemptuously and said, “Scarlett, no matter how much you hate me, you can’t take it out on a child. This was mine and Liam’s only child. Do you know how much I treasured him? “I don’t want status or money—I just wanted to give birth to Liam’s child. That was my only wish.” Emma spoke with such grievance, and I could feel Liam’s grip on my throat tightening. Just as my face turned red and I was about to suffocate, he finally let go. I coughed violently, gasping for air. It took me a long time to recover. Liam said, “Scarlett, you hurt Emma. I want a divorce.” Those words felt like being pushed into hell. I had never imagined that Liam would be the first one in this marriage to want to give up. I looked at Liam, my eyes filled with despair. I said, “You’re right. I did everything. I am that evil. You’ve known me long enough. What’s wrong? Are you disappointed? “When you first got together with me, why didn’t you notice?” He had probably long forgotten the promises he once made to me. Liam, consumed by rage, slapped me hard across the face. I suddenly felt dazed. Liam had once said, “Scarlett, no matter what you become in the future, I’ll love you. Don’t worry—I’ll take care of everything.” But now, watching him defend someone else and call me evil, I suddenly laughed—a wild, crazy laugh. I said, “Liam, my biggest regret is falling in love with you, marrying you, and believing your words.” I picked up a glass shard from the floor and pressed it against my throat. I said, “Since you love Emma so much, I wish you two eternal happiness. “Liam, wasn’t the life where I trapped you boring? “Now, you’re free.” With that, I sliced through my artery with force, blood spraying all over Liam. Emma screamed in terror. In the final moment before consciousness faded, I seemed to see eighteen-year-old Liam running toward me with a smile. He said, “Scarlett, let’s go home together.” I thought, “Yes, I want to go home.”
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