She Had Seven Days with Him, and I Had Seven Days Left Chapter 09

I watched her collapse over my body and sob her heart out. I felt nothing.

“Remorse points accumulated: 70!”

Seventy already?

I couldn’t put what I felt into words. The whole thing just seemed absurd.

What good was remorse now?

Just then, my in-laws finally arrived. The moment they stepped into the room and saw my body,

their eyes went wide with shock.

“Daniel?! That’s really Daniel…”

They nearly lost their footing and had to grab hold of each other to stay upright.

Tears streamed down their faces. They could barely get the words out. “Daniel, you were such a good kid. How did this happen to you?”

“Oh, Daniel…”

It took my father-in-law a long time to pull himself together. He insisted on giving me a funeral. My body couldn’t just stay in the house like this.

Vivian fought him on it. “No, Dad! I said I’d stay with Daniel. You can’t take him away!”

“As long as I’m here, nobody touches Daniel!”

Seeing how frantic she was, my father-in-law strode over and slapped her hard across the face.

“Are you done? Daniel is dead, and you still won’t let him rest in peace. Vivian, what kind of bullshit

love is that?”

“If you’d loved him even a little more and stopped screwing around with those men, how could this have happened to him?”

“You say you gave him the title of husband. What good did that do him?”

“Love means showing up for someone! Showing up!”

My mother-in-law had always doted on her daughter, but she made no move to stop him. She just

looked at Vivian, heartbroken and deeply disappointed.

So my in-laws had known how much I’d been hurting.

Then again, who hadn’t?

Every time Vivian fell for some younger guy, she made a spectacle of it.

Heh. Just look at the spectacle she was making of mourning me now.

In the end, my father-in-law took my body away by force and had it cremated. The funeral was held

the next day.

At the funeral, Vivian stood in front of my urn, dressed all in white, her face blank.

I watched people I’d met before come and go.

It felt strange watching them pay their respects to me. I was probably the first person ever to see his

own funeral.

The whole thing dragged on.

I could hear the remorse points ticking up, one point at a time…

The moment my urn was lowered into the grave, Vivian passed out. At the same instant, I heard a

voice.

“Congratulations, host! You’ve accumulated 100 remorse points!”

“Stand by. You are about to leave this world and return to your home world!”

Ding, ding, ding…