Perfect Wife No More: I Unleashed Hell Chapter 08

Perfect Wife No More: I Unleashed Hell Chapter 08 I Don’t Love You Anymore

“Arthur, I do have the system, and yes, I was targeting you,” I said.

It was the truth I’d wanted to say three years ago, but only now could I say it calmly. “But the system never chose the target for me.”

I looked at Arthur’s dazed expression, and I gently touched my belly and said, “I chose you myself. Because loved you.

“The time you heard the system notification, I gave up my chance to go home.

“And I truly looked forward to that child we lost.”

Arthur was already in tears. He knelt down and rested his head against my knees. “I’m sorry, Evelyn. Į shouldn’t have doubted you. I don’t deserve you.

“But we’ll have another child. We can start over.”

Maybe I remember the despair when he pushed me down the stairs, or the horror of Vivian being dragged

away.

In the end, I pushed him away. “But Arthur… I don’t love you anymore

“A broken mirror can’t be fixed, spilled water can’t be gathered back-these past three years have worn us both out.

“Or do you prefer that puppet who always obeyed you?”

Maybe Arthur finally couldn’t bear seeing me force myself to stay strong.

He held me and cried for a long time.

In the end, he signed the divorce papers.

The rest of the procedures went smoothly.

After three years of marriage, I was finally free.

Arthur wanted to leave me half of his wealth.

I didn’t accept it.

Anyway, I wouldn’t need it.

The night before I returned to my original world, I gazed at the starry sky.

I felt a peace I had never known.

Did perfect partners really exist?

I didn’t know.

The system didn’t know either.

Maybe even Arthur couldn’t explain why my score hit maximum the moment I pulled away.

Time passed, long enough that I began to see this world as a dream.

That was when the system’s voice came again in my ears.

It told me that Arthur had planned to pursue me again.

But when he learned that my body in that world had died, he went insane.

He clutched my photo album all day, unable to let go, and even had hallucinations.

He firmly believed I was still alive, right by his side.

The Harrington family planned to send him to a rehab center, but on the way, they ran into the escaped Vivian.

And Vivian, who escaped from that place, had her soul completely twisted.

She hated Arthur with everything she had.

She hated how he indulged her when he loved her-and how easily he cast her into hell when he didn’t.

She waited on the mountain road to the rehab for a full day and night.

Then she drove a sports car with failed brakes straight into Arthur’s vehicle.

Vivian and her car plunged off the cliff.

Arthur survived-but both his legs were shattered beyond repair.

He would never stand again. The rest of his life would be spent in a wheelchair.

The Harrington family completely abandoned their disabled, insane heir.

They left him to rot in that isolated rehab center.

Vivian’s dying curse seemed to have come true.

He lived forever trapped in regret and betrayal.

And forever unable to get what he wanted.

The rest of his life was spent paying for the love he had betrayed.

The system asked if I wanted to go back and see Arthur one last time.

I refused.

A tear slid down my cheek. I wiped it away gently.

Through blurred vision, I saw the smiling boy from my memories.

He ran toward me, laughing, and placed a carefully woven flower crown on my head.

I never doubted true feelings. I just learned how quickly they can change.

I opened the window, leaned out, and closed my eyes.

Warm sunlight washed over me-soft and comforting.

I knew I would never see Arthur again.

So what.

I had family. I had friends.

And a future full of light and hope.

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