After that fire, Nolan didn't remember me until after he put Flora in the hospital.

At that time, I was choked by the thick smoke and suffered from severe pain in my internal organs, lying on the hospital bed struggling to breathe.

I had no external injuries, but I knew I was dying.

Seeing that I was not injured, Nolan said symbolically, "Have a good rest."

He then turned and went to Flora's ward.

I could tell that he was disappointed.

He was disappointed that I wasn't the one who got burned.

He was disappointed that I didn't die in the fire.

That way, he could receive my legacy.

And he could be with Flora forever.

It was on that day that I awakened the System.

The System told me that I was the female protagonist of dead literature.

After being a simp of the male lead for many years, I still couldn't get his love even though I became his wife.

Only when I died could the male lead feel heart-wrenching guilt.

But I didn't want to die yet.

If I died, I would have nothing.

So, I asked the System to keep me alive.

The System agreed.

But the price was that I must make Nolan say "I love you" to me within two years to extend my life.

I could continue to live as long as he said "I love you" to me at least once.

It should be the simplest thing for a couple.

But for me, it was nearly impossible.

He had never said that to me proactively.

Even when we got married, he didn't say it.

Today was our wedding anniversary, but I couldn't even see his face.

Nolan was a firefighter and usually lived at the fire station.

He spent all the break time he had on Flora.

That fire left Flora with severe burns on her limbs, neck, and back.

Now Flora had become a somewhat famous Internet celebrity, relying on live streaming to gain sympathy from netizens.

Nolan went to accompany Flora whenever he had a vacation.

I couldn't remember how long it had been since he last came back to our home.

It had been so long that there was no trace of him living there.

My last chance of survival was ruined by him.

What's the use of just making him feel guilty if I'm dead?

His guilt is worthless.

I don't need his cheap guilt.

Since I cannot avoid death, I'll let them die with me.

I randomly captured a part of Flora's live broadcast and posted a scree.

Then I enjoyed half of the prepared dinner by myself.

The remaining half was fed to the stray dog downstairs.

I took a comfortable bath when I got home.

After applying a facial mask, I went to sleep.

The next day, I was awakened by Nolan's intense knocking on the door.

I opened the bedroom door and felt a bit uncomfortable by his sudden appearance.

"Disturbing my sleep on a weekend morning. Don't you have any manners?"

Nolan dragged me to the living room and angrily pointed at the video on his phone, asking, "Elise Murphy, are you out of your mind? You spread rumors about Flora with the video. Do you know that Flora has been cyberbullied?"

I took a look and realized that it was the video I posted last night, and it had already been shared over 100,000 times.

In the video, Nolan was gently helping Flora with her so-called recovery, and some netizen had the following comment.

[Flora's boyfriend is so gentle. They are so loving.]

I posted the video with the following caption:

[On our seventh wedding anniversary, my husband acted as the boyfriend of a female Internet celebrity in her live streaming.]

Overnight, the video went viral.

Netizens all criticized Flora for being the other woman.

I turned around to pour myself some water and glanced at Nolan sideways.

"The video was taken from her live broadcast, and every word in the caption is a fact. Why do you think I started a rumor?"

Nolan couldn't reason with me, so he started attacking me emotionally.

"Do you have any sympathy? Flora is already in such a miserable state, and yet you still added insult to injury."

"Oh, I can't tell she's miserable. She earns a fortune from live streaming, and she has my husband care for her. I don't live as well as she does."

I looked at Nolan, whose sweat was dripping from his forehead due to anxiety.

When he shouted Flora's name in the fire, he had the same expression on his face.

I clenched the cup in my hand, my knuckles turning white.

Even though my heart was already dead, it still got stung by the inertia of my affection.

Seeing that I was being aggressive, Nolan softened his attitude.

"Elise, if you make a video clarifying that we are divorced and Flora is not the other woman, I won't hold you accountable for hurting Flora."

I thought my ears were not working properly. How dare he say something like that to me?

I took out the divorce agreement and threw it in front of him.

"Sign it, and I will make the video as you wish."

On the white paper, the words "Divorce Agreement" were written.

Nolan's pupils dilated, and he asked me loudly, "Elise, do you want to divorce me?"

I said coldly, "Do you think the netizens are all fools? If you don't want to divorce, how dare I make the video as you require? It's okay if you don't want a divorce. Just wait for Flora to be cyberbullied.

"Nowadays, things on the Internet spread like wildfire. If you hesitate for one more moment, the whole country will know that Flora is the other woman."

Nolan nodded helplessly but still said confidently, "Okay, let's get divorced now. We can remarry after the situation calms down."

He was so confident that his confidence was overflowing.

He wanted to remarry me maybe because he couldn't bear to part with my money.

After all, the inheritance and company assets left to me by my parents were enough for me to live several lifetimes.

And Nolan, he was just a poor man.

After so many years of marriage, he had been using my supplementary card.

He wouldn't easily let go of an ATM that loved him and was willing to spend money on him.

He was anxious to clarify for Flora and signed the document without even looking at it.

I guessed he believed that I had been his simp and wouldn't scheme against him.

But in fact, what I drafted in the agreement was to make him leave with nothing.

I was anxious to get a divorce because I didn't want to die with my tombstone still saying "Nolan's beloved wife".

In that case, I was not carefree even as a spirit.

After we finished registering for divorce, he reminded me, "Hurry up and post the video I asked for. Flora is waiting for me. She's scared to be alone. Look at the mess you've caused, and I have to clear it up for you.

"By the way, increase the credit limit of the card to 200,000 dollars for me. I'm leaving."

I stared at his back as he left without looking back, sneering.

I took out my phone and immediately suspended my supplementary card.

I would post another video, but it may not be what they thought.