System Error: The Unlovable Wife

Summary

Honestly, you're kind of ugly," my husband of seven years said, staring at my tear-stained face. "And when you cry, you look even worse."

With that, he walked out and slept in his study again.

But his wife—the one who cried too much—had already swallowed a bottle of Paraquat and exited this world.

I am the new Strategy AI sent to take her place.

"System," I asked, "how many points did the last host leave me?"

[One.]

"Fine," I said. "Put it all into physical attributes."

That night, transformed into a 6'2" powerhouse, I walked into the study.

And absolutely wrecked my husband.