Chapter 1

To awaken my true love from his coma, I married Logan, a serial cheater, and endured endless humiliation from his first love.

Every time he betrayed me, he'd transfer a massive sum as compensation, mocking me for being as obedient as a dog.

What he didn't know was that this was the "contract" I'd signed with the System to wake Wyatt from his vegetative state.

On the 99th occasion, his first love moved into our home, pregnant belly and all.

I personally handed them wine laced with aphrodisiac, smiling as I watched Logan kiss his beloved.

Logan's 100th betrayal complete, my mission was done.

After taking the money and disappearing, I returned with my awakened first love in a high-profile comeback.

Logan went insane, kneeling in the rain, begging me to come back.

He didn't know that every moment I endured through those three years, I was calling out someone else's name in my heart.

I have never loved Logan.

Evelyn POV

My phone chimed with a bank transfer alert. The long string of zeroes meant another huge payment had just landed.

stood outside the noisy VIP lounge, holding his suit jacket, and took a deep breath.

The door was slightly ajar. Through the gap, I could see my husband of three years, Logan, letting a seductive woman grind in his lap.

Over these three years, Logan had transferred a large compensation payment to me after every single affair. The ironic part? It had been the same woman every time: Hannah.

The System's progress bar showed this was the ninety-ninth time. Just one more, and I'd be free.

"Logan, why isn't Evelyn here yet?She's not upset about being called out this late, is she?"

"How could she be? These past three years, she's been like a spineless maid orbiting Logan. Delivering umbrellas in downpours, bringing hot meals in winter. Last time she was in a car accident, bleeding, and still insisted on delivering documents to the office. She wouldn't dare get angry."

Logan casually swirled the whiskey in his glass, his eyes full of arrogance and confidence.

The next moment, I pushed open the door.

I'd just gotten out of the shower when his message came. I threw on a coat and rushed over.

"Sorry I'm late." I handed Logan his jacket, slightly breathless, playing up my hurried arrival.

Several billionaire heirs in the lounge turned to look at me.

My damp hair clung to my chest, my clothes soaked and sticking tightly to my skin. I could clearly feel several pairs of eyes fixed on me.

"Evelyn, is this...your new tactic?" The man sitting closest to me laughed with a suggestive tone.

Logan's expression darkened instantly. He casually flung the drink from his glass into the man's face, his voice icy.

"Look again, and I'll have your eyes."

"Logan, no need to be so upset. We're all just admiring Evelyn's...assets." Hannah, perched in Logan's lap, chimed in with a saccharine voice.

Even when our eyes met, she made no move to get up.

"Evelyn, I twisted my ankle. Logan's just helping me sit for a bit. You don't mind, right?"

Hannah was Logan's first love from before he went abroad-the legendary girlfriend he supposedly couldn't forget.

The first day after our wedding, Logan got a call that she was back in the country. He left me alone in that empty mansion for two whole months.

Back then, I became the laughingstock of the entire social circle.

"If there's nothing else, I'll head out." I looked at Logan and turned to leave.

But Hannah stepped in front of me first, smiling as she handed me a drink. "Today's my birthday. Since you're here, why not have a drink with me? Consider it a birthday wish."

"I'm allergic to alcohol." I refused calmly, but the glass was already forced into my hand.

"Just one drink, it'll be fine. Evelyn, with so many friends here, you wouldn't embarrass me, would you?" Hannah said, shaking Logan's arm coquettishly.

"Drink it." Logan commanded in a deep voice, his tone brooking no refusal.

"Alright." I tilted my head back and downed the entire glass of hard liquor in one gulp.

Cheers erupted around us as everyone egged me on, but no one noticed the strange flash in Logan's eyes.

I set the empty glass on the table, curved my lips into a light smile, and said gently to Logan, "Have fun. I'll head home first."

As I left the lounge, mocking laughter pierced through behind me.

"God, Logan, you're incredible! I heard Evelyn obeys your every command, but I didn't expect her to actually be like an obedient dog!"

Hannah's face bloomed into a radiant smile as she nestled back into Logan's embrace, raising her glass. "Of course. Our Logan is just that charming."

My departing steps paused slightly. Then, with a cold expression, I walked straight out of the bar.

The cold wind outside hit my face, and I couldn't help but shiver.

My stomach churned violently, and every step felt like walking on knife blades.

Eventually, I couldn't hold on anymore and collapsed by the roadside.

As consciousness faded, I murmured through my tears, "Wyatt, I miss you so much..."

Six years ago, that car accident turned my beloved Wyatt into a vegetable.

The System found me and told me that if I completed the task of "enduring my husband's infidelity 100 times," I could wake my love.

So I carefully orchestrated my meeting with Logan, who'd lost his first love. From dating to marriage, everything was part of my plan.

As long as Logan cheated for the 100th time, I could bring Wyatt back.

When Hannah returned three years ago, I knew my dream was close to coming true.

Just one more time. Wait for me, Wyatt.