His Canary Gave Birth, and I Leapt to My Death

Summary

In the tenth year of our marriage, I fell out of love with my husband.

I began to loathe his embraces, his kisses, his touch. Even the thought of handling his belongings filled me with a sickening revulsion.

The day the chandelier fell, his first instinct was to shield his female secretary.

The System watched me with pity.

[Host has been detected as abandoned by the male lead ninety-nine times. The next instance will result in repatriation to your original world.]

I breathed a sigh of relief.

No one knew.

I was the one who had deliberately loosened the chandelier wire.