The Choice of Fate​

Summary

The moment the sweet, girl-next-door heroine broke up with the main hero and ran to my man, sobbing, I just popped in my earplugs.

“Your son is crying,” I said, my voice ice. “If you don’t comfort him, I’m throwing him out.”

Without a word, he gently pushed the heroine away and scooped up our child. “Shh, baby, it’s okay. Daddy’s here.”

But no matter what I did, my progress in winning him over was stuck at 99%.

In a fit of rage, I abandoned him and our son, returning to my own world.

Three years later, my System exploded in my ear.