My system gave me one month to say goodbye to this world. I finally became the magnanimous wife and gentle mother I was supposed to be. I no longer felt jealous of Evan's lingering feelings for the female lead, nor did I mind our son constantly clamoring for her to be his mother. But these warm and harmonious days didn't last long. Evan became unaccustomed to it. When he was about to leave again in the middle of the night because of a single phone call from the female lead, I proactively handed him the car keys. His gaze froze, his eyes turning red: "Chloe, do you not love me anymore?" Yeah. I don't love you anymore. Not even our son. I don't love either of you anymore. 01 Stella called Evan at 1 AM, crying that she was afraid of the thunder. Evan didn't hesitate for a second, immediately springing out of bed. I got up too. "Chloe, stopping me won't work! Stella has been afraid of thunder since we were kids; I have to go!" Evan scolded me with a dark expression. In the past, I definitely would have caused a scene. But not anymore. I just quietly handed him the car keys: "Drive safe." Evan was stunned. He looked at me in disbelief. "Hurry up, Stella is waiting for you," I smiled slightly. A flicker of dark, unreadable emotion flashed in Evan's eyes, but he didn't linger. He hurried out the door. I knew he wouldn't be coming back tonight. Before, I would have spent the night tossing and turning. Worrying that he and Stella would rekindle their old flame. But now, there was no need. Because in one month, I'll be leaving this world. 02 I'm a "Transmigrator," tasked with completing a mission. My target was the deeply devoted second male lead in this novel, Evan Hayes. According to the plot, Evan was supposed to fall into a severe depression and commit suicide three years after the female lead, Stella, married the male lead. My mission was to change the tragic fate of the second male lead and ensure he lived a good life. Now, the mission is finally over. The system detected that Evan no longer had suicidal tendencies and told me I could go home. Considering that I had married Evan and even had a child with him, the system said I could choose whether to stay or go back. In the past, maybe I would have hesitated. But Stella returned from abroad half a month ago. Evan, who had finally developed some feelings for me, immediately shifted all his focus and attention back to her. Even the son I raised so painstakingly took a massive liking to Stella the very first time they met. He even innocently whispered in my ear: "I wish Aunt Stella was my mom." So, I had no reason to stay. The system gave me one month to say goodbye to this world. Because once I leave, we'll truly be separated by life and death, never to see each other again. 03 At 7:30 AM. I prepared breakfast and woke my son up. Leo is 6 years old this year. Just started first grade. The reason Evan and I got married and had Leo was because on the night of Stella's birthday, Evan got drunk and mistook me for her. He didn't plan on taking responsibility. But unfortunately, I got pregnant. I played a few tricks and had his family pressure him into marrying me. For the first few years of our marriage, Evan was incredibly cold to me. Later, as Stella's relationship with the male lead grew stronger, and she even moved abroad with him after they got married, Evan finally started looking at me. Plus, we had Leo. Because of our inextricably tangled relationship, I could clearly feel his attitude towards me changing. But all of that ended when Stella suddenly returned to the country. She came back alone. The very night she returned, she called Evan. I don't know what they talked about. I only saw a panic in Evan I had never seen before, and then he drove off without looking back to see her. Since then, Stella has frequently appeared in our lives. 04 Stella's reappearance made me irritable, anxious, and even terrified. I was worried Evan still had feelings for her, but according to the plot, Stella didn't like Evan at all. I was afraid that in the end, Evan's depression would relapse because of Stella, and he would commit suicide. So I desperately tried to stop Evan from seeing Stella. Pushed to the brink, I even slit my wrists in front of him. But it didn't do any good; it only made Evan despise me more. Even Leo would say: "Mom, why can't you be emotionally stable like Aunt Stella?" But thankfully... The system suddenly told me I could go home. Evan wouldn't fall into depression anymore. It's actually quite ironic. I spent ten years on Evan, but in the end, it was the female lead who cured him. As soon as Stella returned, all of Evan's illnesses vanished. I called Leo again. Leo yelled impatiently: "I want to sleep, leave me alone! Aunt Stella said school isn't everything! I don't want to go to school!" I didn't bother him again. After throwing away all the breakfast I made, I left the house. I had just ordered a coffee and sat down. When I received a call from Evan: "Chloe, what are you doing? Why didn't you take Leo to school? His homeroom teacher just called me!" 05 I wasn't surprised the teacher called him. Because she had just called me, and I didn't answer. Since I've already decided to let go, anything regarding Leo should be handled by Evan. "I called Leo, and he said you disappeared first thing in the morning! Chloe, enough is enough. You were so magnanimous last night, and now you're throwing this kind of tantrum today. It's really annoying." Evan's tone was full of disgust. "Leo said he didn't want to go to class today, he wanted to sleep, so I didn't bother him. Isn't this what you said too? Let kids be kids, don't force them?" My tone was light. In the past, I disciplined Leo, set rules for him, taught him manners, and cultivated good habits. But in Evan's eyes, this was all unnecessary. Even when Leo threw bad tantrums, Evan would blame me: "Chloe, Leo is your son, not your doll. Can you stop being so controlling with everyone?" With Evan backing him up, Leo always went against me. But thankfully, Evan was always busy, and I spent much more time with Leo, so most of the time, he was relatively obedient. But ever since interacting with Stella, Leo's rebellious genes had awakened, and he opposed me at every turn. He said: "Mom, Aunt Stella and Dad have the same ideas, so you are wrong. You're suppressing my true nature. I wish Aunt Stella could be my mom." After that. I decided to respect all of them. "Chloe, do you have to be so passive-aggressive?" Evan said coldly: "Since you can't take good care of Leo, then don't. It just so happens Stella is feeling lonely living alone right now, so I'll take Leo to keep her company." "Okay," I agreed immediately. "Since you agreed, don't cause a scene later. I don't want things to get too ugly between us," Evan confirmed. He was afraid I would regret it and go bother him again. "Don't worry." Evan hung up the phone. I continued drinking my coffee, watching the people coming and going on the street. I've been here for ten whole years, and I've never really taken the time to experience this world. Wow, the sky can be so blue! 06 After Leo went to stay with Stella. Stella became visibly happier. This was mainly evident on her Instagram. I don't remember when I added Stella. I probably initiated it. Back when I was trying to win Evan over, I shamelessly tried to befriend her. I watched as Stella religiously posted about Leo's daily life, three meals a day, without fail. I found it somewhat amusing. Especially today's post: [Leo suddenly said today that he wants to live with me forever and wants me to be his mom. But I sternly reprimanded him. Saying things like that will break his mom's heart.] Knowing full well it would hurt me, she deliberately posted it for everyone to see. I couldn't help but laugh out loud. "What are you laughing at?" Evan asked me, frowning. It was very rare; Evan actually came straight home after work today to have dinner with me. But I only cooked a portion for myself. So, he ordered takeout. "Nothing." I casually "liked" the post and put my phone down. "Did you suddenly come back because you need something?" I asked him calmly. "Do I need a reason to come back?" Evan suddenly got very angry. I had no idea why he was losing his temper. I wasn't interfering with his life at all right now. "Chloe, let's see how long you can keep up this stubbornness!" Evan suddenly put down his chopsticks. It seemed the takeout didn't suit his taste. Evan left the table. I continued eating my dinner. "Chloe, this Saturday is Leo's birthday." Evan finally got to the point: "Don't forget." "Okay," I nodded. I had planned Leo's 6th birthday a long time ago. I booked the best themed hotel in the city to celebrate. But now, I didn't know if we'd still be using it. "You still handle the arrangements, but Stella will also be there. In front of our relatives and friends, don't give her a hard time," Evan reminded me. "Okay," I continued to nod. Evan looked at me several times, and only seemed relieved when he saw I didn't have any particular reaction. But then he took a phone call, and his expression changed again. 07 "Chloe, how long are you going to keep throwing this tantrum?" Evan roared at me. I was baffled. I mean, what am I not doing right now? "Do you know you made Stella cry!" Evan accused me. "What did I do?" "What did you just do on Instagram?" "I 'liked' her post. So what?" "You were deliberately being passive-aggressive, weren't you? You deliberately wanted to embarrass her! Knowing we have so many mutual friends, you still did it!" Evan's face turned red with anger. I still didn't understand: "What exactly did I do to her?" "Why did you 'like' her post?" "Didn't she post it to get 'likes'?" "Anyone else can, but you can't!" Evan said self-righteously. "...So, am I supposed to be invisible?" I asked Evan carefully. "Do you have to be so aggressive? I told you, there's nothing going on between Stella and me. I'm just looking out for her. Do you really need to insult her like this?" I was speechless. Deep in thought. Falling into self-doubt. "I originally wanted to spend some quality time with you tonight, but it looks like you don't need it!" Evan dropped that sentence and slammed the door as he left. Watching him leave, I truly found it baffling. Of course. It didn't matter anymore. They were all irrelevant people. Not worth wasting my time trying to figure out his thoughts. 08 On the day of Leo's birthday, I went to the party venue early. The large private room was crowded. Very lively. Leo arrived with Evan and Stella. The moment he saw me, he couldn't hide the joy on his face. He's only 6 after all. Not at an age where he can hide his feelings. And we had been separated for 10 days. It was perfectly normal for him to miss me when we suddenly saw each other. "Mom!" Leo called out to me loudly. At that moment, he was about to pull away from Stella's hand to come to me. I saw Stella crouch down, looking at Leo somewhat sadly. She said: "Didn't you promise me you'd stay with me the whole time today? You said you wouldn't leave me alone, right?" Leo looked torn. But he still nodded obediently. Stella smiled beautifully: "I knew you were the best to me." Her voice even carried a hint of a whine. Like she was acting spoiled. When the female lead acts spoiled, it is naturally flawless and beautiful. It doesn't feel artificial or fake at all. No wonder men can't resist. I didn't bother them either. When the birthday party started, Leo took the microphone to give a speech. With his childish voice, he said: "Thank you everyone for coming to my 6th birthday party. Thank you to Dad and Mom for carefully preparing this birthday party for me..." He paused, then said loudly: "A special thanks to Aunt Stella. Aunt Stella is really good to me. My birthday wish is that she stays young and beautiful forever." Stella was standing not far from me. There were tears of emotion in her eyes, moving to anyone who saw it. In that moment, I saw Evan's hand gently pat Stella's shoulder. And also in that moment. Evan's gaze shifted to me. I quickly looked away. Afraid of intruding. After Leo finished speaking, everyone started eating. The party was a buffet. Just as I was leaving the food area holding a glass of red wine, I bumped right into Stella. The red wine spilled all over Stella's white dress. Every last drop. "Chloe, why would you do this to me? Did I do something wrong?" Stella's eyes turned red as she pitifully accused me. Before I could even speak. Evan quickly rushed in front of me, shielding Stella tightly behind him: "Chloe, enough! I've put up with you long enough lately!"
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