Whispers in the Firelight

Summary

To allow the female lead to successfully conquer him, the system faked my death.

When I opened my eyes again, six years had already passed.

I stood on the street penniless. The male and female leads were already living happily ever after, while I had just escaped a massive fire, so disheveled I didn't even have a single shoe.

Feeling a bit lost, I sent a message to Arthur.

"...Could you come pick me up?"

A call came back very quickly.

But the person speaking wasn't Arthur.

A child stayed silent for a moment, then said with deliberate coldness:

"Oh, another one pretending to be my mom."