My husband told me that his little sister, Jasmin's grandmother was gravely ill and her last wish was to see her marriage.

He agreed to Jasmin's request and returned to discuss divorce with me.

I smiled bitterly and heard the System pop-up notification, "Mission failed, you will die within three days!"

But as a final act, it offered me a wish.

"Then let me die at his hands."

Later, my corpse was found in the trunk of their wedding car.

Since then, he, a famous doctor, had become blood-sick.

*****

Gabriel was renowned as a famous doctor, having studied under Nathan Lopez since childhood, who treated him like a son.

Now, he was about to become part of the Lopez family.

"I misjudged you. I didn't expect you to be so cold-hearted," I said.

"Jasmin's grandmother is dying. I've promised her to divorce you. Come to the court early tomorrow. Don't delay," he said.

I stared at the beautifully decorated birthday scene, feeling something bitter and salty in my mouth.

It was just like our relationship, envied by others.

Everyone called him a model husband, but who understood the ups and downs?

"Hanah, are you listening?" he urged, "I've already told you that Jasmin's Grandma's situation is urgent. Don't drag this out."

Seeing that I hadn't spoken for a long time, his irritation was evident through the phone.

It was ironic. People said he had a gentle voice and never lost his temper even with the most difficult patients.

Just as I was about to respond, Jasmin's voice came through. "Gabriel, my grandmother wants to talk to you. Hurry."

He hung up without hesitation.

I was stunned.

Shouldn't Gabriel still be my husband?

I looked around at the birthday party I had organized, and the friends who were specially invited to surprise him.

They looked at each other, feeling awkward and not knowing what to do.

"Mrs. Reid, don't overthink it. Dr. Reid probably just went to check on a patient," his best friend said awkwardly.

Yes, he went to see a patient, and the patient was his future mother-in-law.

I resisted the urge to burst and called Gabriel, wanting to remind him that his friends were waiting and he should finish his birthday celebration first.

But he didn't answer.

I called repeatedly while his friends tried to engage me.

Finally, he picked up.

"Hanah, I'll say it the last time. Can you please stop bothering me?" Gabriel growled.

His friends, browsing on their phones, suddenly stood up awkwardly, greeted me, and left.

Gabriel continued, "Whether you agree or not, I'm divorcing you. Come to the Court tomorrow morning. That's final."

He hung up again.

"Host, the mission has failed. Cherish your remaining three days!" the System taunted, ready to claim my soul.

It was amusing he cared for Jasmin's Grandma so much that he forgot his birthday.

From the start of our relationship, he claimed he didn't care about rituals.

But because his parents left him when he was very young, he never experienced a birthday celebration.

He particularly envied others who could have such a surprise day every year.

From then on, I began planning surprises for him each year.

It had been ten years, without interruption.

"Sad lady, is there anything else I can do for you?" the system's mocking voice echoed in my mind again.

"I have to die, don't I?" I asked.

This voice has haunted me since I lost consciousness in a car accident three years ago.

He told me that my soul was filled with love for my husband.

Yet I was destined for unrequited love with Gabriel, a heartless man.

To make me willingly give my soul, the system made a bet with me.

If I could win Gabriel's devotion, I would live forever.

But if he ever cheated on me, this love would no longer be pure, and I would vanish from this world.

Feeling desolate, I scrolled through social media and saw a post from Jasmin just ten minutes ago.

[Gabriel, thank you for preparing the elaborate birthday party for my grandmother! You're the best.]

In the accompanying photo, Gabriel and Jasmin beamed alongside her family.

No wonder his friends left so abruptly.

I stared at the picture, biting my straw absentmindedly.

The system said, "Bingo! Right answer."

"For all the fun you've given me over the years, I can grant you one wish."

I sneered, "Wish? Let me die in front of him."

"That's right! I like it."

The system chuckled and faded from my mind.

I glanced at the comments on Jasmin's social media.

"When will you get married?"

"What? Gabriel, the famous doctor, and Jasmin, the fairy, are together?"

"Ah, they're so sweet! I like it."

The message prompt sounded, Jasmin made the latest reply under the comment, [More surprises in three days, please stay tuned.]

As soon as this comment came out, netizens' comments instantly flooded the screen.

Such perfect timing.

In that case, I decided to give them a big gift.

I could imagine the expressions on their faces must have been very interesting at that time.

That night, I drank a lot of wine.

Over the years, I'd taken great care of my body.

Gabriel, a renowned doctor, emphasized healthy eating in his daily life.

I regarded every word he said to me as the truth and followed it strictly, fearing any slip-up.

He warned me that alcohol could damage my nerves.

From that day on, I abstained from drinking.

He also said spicy food was bad for me, as it would leave a strong taste in my mouth.

I loved spicy food since childhood. But I had grown accustomed to the sweet flavors.

The next day, I was late due to a hangover.

Seeing that I reeked of alcohol, Gabriel fanned his hands in disgust as if he smelled something unpleasant.

He blamed me, "I know that you like to act recklessly when I'm not around.

"Don't you know what day it is? How dare you drink so much? If you cause delays, I'll make you regret it!"

I looked at him, dazed, feeling like a familiar stranger.

"Stop staring and get the ID card," he urged impatiently, also apologizing to Jasmin in the distance.

I asked, "Aren't you going to ask why I was drinking?

"Don't you want to know why I called you yesterday?"

Gabriel paused, then quickly replied.

"Hanah, can you skip the theatrics and stop stalling?

"Jasmin's grandmother is dying, and I need to fulfill her wishes. I have to prepare the wedding venue, and it's all very time-consuming. Can't you show some compassion?"

His words triggered a flood of emotions, and I yelled at Gabriel, tears streaming down my face.

"You only care about Jasmin and her grandmother, but I'm dying too."

"At least she has her family. I only have you."

Gabriel stared at me, seemingly recognizing me for the first time.

"Hanah, I didn't expect this from you. Are you threatening me with death to stop me?"

"I know very well of your condition. Stop talking about death and just go die!"

His words hit me like lightning, and I nearly collapsed on the stairs.

Fortunately, I grabbed the railing in time, and I slowly fell from the railing to the ground.

Seeing this, Gabriel lost his patience and snatched my bag, searching.

"Where's your ID card? The marriage certificate?"

"Hanah, just tell me where they are! Can't you see Jasmin is waiting?"

Suddenly, Gabriel fell silent, making strange sounds.

I looked up to see the birthday card I had prepared for him yesterday, forgotten in my bag.

He stared at me in disbelief.

He asked, "Why didn't you tell me?"

I replied, "I would have, but did you listen?

"I said it all. Did you believe me?"

I glared at Gabriel and grabbed my bag from him, only to realize I had taken the wrong one in my rush that morning.

I explained, "I took the wrong bag. Wait here. I'll go home to get it."

Gabriel seemed stunned, still processing the shock, his eyes vacant.

As I turned to leave, a tearful voice called out.

"Even if you can't let go of Gabriel, you don't have to resort to such underhanded tactics."