In the sixth year of our marriage, Holden Sterling finally realized he didn't love me. I let out a long sigh of relief. Great! My mission as the "female supporting character" is finally over. Holden handed me a black card with an eight-figure limit as alimony. Our son pouted: "I want to go with Auntie Bella too." I let out another long sigh of relief. Great! Don't have to raise the kid either. The System in my head also sighed with relief: [Host, you can go conquer the next target now!] 1. As his cold words fell. My eyes filled with tears: "Holden, we've been together for so many years, we even have a child, how can you..." I sobbed uncontrollably. The man lowered his eyes. After a while, he extended a finger and wiped the tear from the corner of my eye. Then, a bank card was placed in my palm. "Alimony," Holden said indifferently. I covered my face with one hand, crying bitterly, while the other hand reached out to take the card. He turned to leave. Through teary eyes, I looked at his tall figure and suddenly spoke up: "Holden, we got the marriage license, we had the child. Now you say you've always loved Bella. What were you doing before?" I shouldn't have said this. Because as a supporting character, my mission to make the male lead realize his true love was already complete. No need to add more drama for myself. But... Emotions inevitably stray outside the mission sometimes. Holden stopped. He turned his head slightly, his amber eyes scanning me calmly. I froze. Over the years, he had looked at me like this countless times. But afterward, he would pull me into his arms, his cool lips landing on my cheek. He would whisper: "Quinn, call me Hubby." So I thought, there was at least some affection. Even love born of habit counts as affection, right? But looking at it now, with every glance, he was more certain. He didn't love me. He didn't love me at all. My hand dropped weakly. Holden didn't speak again and walked away. 2. After a faint sense of loss, came a long sigh of relief. Like waiting for a verdict, the result finally arrived. My mission is finally f*cking over! I hummed a little tune while walking hand in hand with Leo at the mall. But the little boy, usually clingy to me, looked listless. Even when I took him to buy his favorite toys, his face was long. Only then did I realize something was wrong. I squatted down and asked him: "What's wrong, Leo?" He sniffled: "Dad divorced you and went to find Auntie Bella." I understood immediately. I pinched his cheek, "Don't worry, no matter what, he's your dad." Leo looked down, tugging at the corner of my shirt. After a long while, he whispered: "I want to go find Auntie Bella too." Hearing this, I froze. He took a deep breath, looked up, and stared straight at me with amber eyes identical to Holden's: "Mom, Dad likes playing with Auntie Bella, and I like playing with Auntie Bella too. Can you let me go?" I looked at Leo in silence. The little boy didn't seem to understand what his words meant. I asked: "Is Bella willing to take you?" Dimples appeared on his cheeks, "Of course Auntie Bella is willing. She said I'm the best kid in the world." I didn't know how to react for a moment. After a long time, I said slowly: "Then, she will be your mom. Are you willing?" Leo paused for a moment. Then he nodded: "It's okay, Mom. Even after Auntie Bella becomes my mom, I will still come to see you with Dad." I laughed self-deprecatingly: "Your dad won't come." Leo wrinkled his nose, then shook his head: "Mom, you just have to be good, like Auntie Bella. Dad will definitely be willing to bring me to see you. Then we can be together." "Okay," I said. He didn't seem to expect me to agree so readily. He blinked a few times, then carefully put the jade pendant I just bought him into his pocket: "Yay! I'll save this for Auntie Bella. It's so pretty, she'll definitely like it!" I looked calmly at the smile on his face. The System quickly spoke up in my head, comforting me: [Host, don't be sad...] I said lightly: [It's nothing. He's Holden's son. It's not surprising they have the same tastes.] Besides, when I was pregnant with Leo, I had the System remove all sensations. I ate and drank as usual, experiencing no pain or adverse reactions. So for me, Leo is more like the mission target's son than my own. Since things ended with Holden, keeping Leo around didn't make sense. Since he wanted to leave, I didn't need to stop him strongly. After sorting out my complicated thoughts, I let out another long sigh of relief. Don't have to raise the kid! The System also sighed with relief: [Host, you can go conquer the next target now!] 3. While the Sterling father and son were figuring out how to please Bella. I was figuring out how to get the attention of my new target. Every family has its own difficulties. I sat at the bar, chatting absently with the handsome bartender. My peripheral vision kept glancing at the corner. The man was not far away, sipping his drink leisurely. I was unsure, whispering to the System: [He's Holden's best friend. What if I pretend to be drunk and throw myself at him, and he calls Holden?] Thinking of this, I got a headache again. If I knew this guy was the next target, I wouldn't have gone against him before. Who told him to always badmouth my relationship with Holden? Every time Holden took me to their gatherings, Archer would casually bring up Bella. Making Holden zone out and me embarrassed. I sighed in my heart. Downed a few more drinks, then stood up, swaying towards the target. The target had his long legs crossed, slender fingers swirling the wine glass. Suddenly, the music exploded, and the crowd swayed, blocking my view instantly. I pushed through the crowd. Only to see the man sitting opposite him. The elegant and noble Holden. And the smiling Bella. In a daze. The target was gone. Someone tapped my shoulder. ... The bartender handed me a set of keys: "Miss Yu, you dropped this." I took it embarrassedly, "Sorry for the trouble." He smiled and nodded, turning back to the bar. As he left. The tall man standing lazily in front of me, one hand in his pocket, revealed himself. Casting a shadow over my head. Archer lowered his eyes: "Looking for me?" "What?" "You've been peeking at me for a long time." I stiffened for a second. The System hurriedly spoke: [Host, conquer, conquer him!] I silently complained in my heart. The persona I used to conquer Holden was a nineteen-year-old innocent, devoted little flower. Seven years later, what persona should I use for Archer? Just as I was about to speak. "Archer? What are you doing standing there?" Holden's calm voice sounded, his steady footsteps getting closer. My face changed, and I immediately hid in the crowd nearby. I can't let Holden see me! Now that I'm conquering Archer, the less Holden exists, the better. Just then, a force pulled me over. My forehead slammed hard into a man's chest, a faint woody scent enveloping me instantly. "Who is this?" Holden saw me from his angle, frowning slightly. "A stray kitten," Archer said lightly. "Don't play around," Holden's voice was cold. Archer was nonchalant, "Mmhmm." It seems Holden thought I was Archer's fling. He usually hated me going to bars the most, thinking they were messy places. Once, when I celebrated a friend's birthday at a bar, Holden gave me the cold shoulder for half a month. I had to try everything to coax him back. Archer spoke lazily: "Not going back yet? Aren't you afraid Bella will get hit on?" Holden didn't speak. I felt a gaze land on me. I couldn't help but press closer to Archer, his fingertips hooking my hair. "Bella's sister is here too," Holden said indifferently. I paused. Almost instantly understood the implication. When I was with Holden, I often heard that Bella's cousin liked Archer. However, there were few girls Archer was interested in, and he didn't seem to care. Now it seems Holden and Bella want to help that girl chase Archer. That won't do! This is my target! As Holden finished speaking, I quickly grabbed the corner of Archer's shirt. Because of this action, both Archer and Holden looked over. The former raised an eyebrow lazily, "The kitten is clingy, won't let go." Holden had no intention of watching further. He turned to leave: "Suit yourself." Archer called out to him: "Stop playing, isn't your son waiting for you at home?" Holden stopped. "He's only a few years old, you can leave him alone?" Archer sneered. "Quinn will pick him up," Holden said calmly without turning back. "He probably said something to upset Quinn. In a few days, when she cools down, she'll naturally pick him up." "Oh? Why?" Archer asked with interest. Holden: "She has no one but Leo these past few years." I hid silently in Archer's arms. I understood the implication. Logically, after divorcing Holden, I would naturally hold onto Leo, otherwise I would have no one. With Leo, I could keep asking Holden for alimony and maintain contact. Only with the child could I keep my connection to Holden. 4. But... The System chattered in my brain: [Host, as long as you get Archer's favorability to 50, then leave resolutely! Leave him for the female lead's sister to comfort and heal. Then you can get the mission success reward: a healthy body for life and thirty million dollars.] Right, I accepted the mission to cure my illness. And my mission is to be a boring and uncharismatic woman. Through years of entanglement, make the male lead realize his feelings and be with the female lead. Then make the male lead's bro realize his feelings and be with the female lead's sister, completing the pairing. I'm just a ruthless tool for completing tasks! No time to play family dramas or tragic romances with them. I asked internally: [What's Archer's favorability towards me now?] System: [Currently not displayed, we'll know when it changes.] I nodded indifferently. I could guess even without knowing, probably zero. Luckily favorability can't be negative. Hearing Holden's words, Archer laughed noncommittally. Just then. A gentle female voice sounded: "Holden, Archer, what are you chatting about..." She paused, obviously noticing me in Archer's arms. Bella hesitated: "This is?" Archer leaned down slightly, whispering in my ear: "Miss, would you like to introduce yourself?" He asked politely, seemingly understanding. But only I knew, he was being bad! I shook my head frantically. Archer shrugged: "She's shy." Buried in his arms, I nodded in anger and shame. Bella was silent for a moment, then suddenly said: "Looking at the back, she looks a lot like Holden's ex-wife." Her words fell. The silence between the few people contrasted sharply with the noisy bar. Holden looked back coldly: "What?" Archer's palm covered my lower back, raising an eyebrow, "Serious?" His lazy and playful look made Bella unsure. Her lips moved, just as she was about to smooth things over, Holden said lightly: "She wouldn't come to a place like this." "True," Bella smiled and agreed, "Holden's ex-wife is the good wife and mother type, of course she wouldn't come to a bar." "Please," a clear voice rang out, "What era is this? What's wrong with coming to a bar?" A girl walked over with her arms crossed, holding Bella's arm, "Sis, that woman only stays at home and doesn't go out. Good wife and mother my ass... didn't see brother-in-law or that brat liking her much." Bella pinched her cheek, saying helplessly: "How can you say that?" But there was no blame in her tone. They didn't know that I once went to a bar for a friend's birthday, and Holden gave me the cold shoulder. I stayed silent, catching a glimpse of Holden turning to leave. Bella froze for a moment, then followed. Before leaving, she dragged away her sister, Chloe, who kept glancing at Archer. The girl pouted, seeming to glare at me at the end? I shook my head secretly. It seems completing the mission is a heavy responsibility and a long way to go! Everyone was gone, I lowered my head and stepped back a few paces. I was prepared for Archer's ridicule. After all, he had said many times that once Bella came back, there would be no place for me beside Holden. And I fought him hard back then. Now facts proved he was right. But Archer didn't speak. His long fingers wrapped around my waist, leading me out of the noisy bar. The street at night was cool. Seeing me looking at him blankly, Archer raised an eyebrow and slightly loosened his hand on my waist. I immediately stumbled two steps. "Drunk like this, can you walk by yourself?" He slowly wrapped his arm around me again. ...True. To create the plot of hitting on him while drunk, I did drink a lot just now. Archer dialed a number, "I'll call a driver to take you home." I froze, then grabbed his phone. Meeting his inquiring gaze, I stammered: "The house is empty, I heard there are thieves nearby..." System speechless: [Host, this excuse to stay over is too stupid.] I rolled my eyes internally: [He won't agree anyway, okay? I just want to show my frailty appropriately. Staying over is not urgent at all—] "Then stay at my place?" Archer spoke. I looked up in surprise. The man lowered his eyes with interest, meeting my gaze. Me: "Oh, oh, okay, sure."
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