Chapter 2

I tossed the gift in my hand straight into the trash.

Then I pushed the door open and walked in, looking at them quietly and calmly saying, “I agree to the divorce.”

After that, I looked at Sophie, who was lying on the bed. “Sophie, I’m sorry. I never knew you liked Uncle Blake, and I also never knew you... didn’t actually like me.”

“It was me who dragged you into the plot and made you suffer with me. I’m sorry.”

Sophie blinked, a trace of anger on her face. “Why were you eavesdropping on what Mom and I were saying? You’re really so annoying!”

Even though I had already braced myself for this.

When she said I was annoying right in front of me, my heart still twisted in pain.

Claire’s face showed no extra emotion. She simply followed up on Sophie’s words. “Fine. I’ll have my lawyer send you the divorce papers. If there’s anything you want to add, you can tell me.”

“I hope you can move fast. I owe Blake too much. I want to be with him properly.”

Sophie glared at me. “Exactly. Uncle Blake is clearly so good. I can’t wait for him to become my dad.”

“It’s all your fault. You insisted on driving him away back then!”

“Mom and I can forgive him, so why can’t you?”

Every word from Sophie made my heart ache.

A year ago, Blake had tried several times to hurt Sophie.

Even though the plot didn’t force Blake to leave, I still made him go.

What I thought was for her own good had worked. But now it seemed they had been secretly in contact all along.

The only one kept in the dark was me.

[Warning! Warning!]

[An abnormality has been detected at the end of the plot. Character settings are off!]

[Host, please correct it as soon as possible!]

The system’s voice spun around in my head. What was going on? Wasn’t the plot already over?

This time seemed different from every other time before. Why did my chest hurt so much, like I couldn’t even breathe?

“What’s going on?”

I asked urgently, “Hasn’t the plot already finished?”

[Sorry... an abnormality has been detected. We’ve probably all been tricked.]

I froze for a moment, then suddenly understood what the system meant by tricked.

“If...”

[Don’t worry. Even if this repair fails, the reward for the last completed plot will still be issued to you. This is a deviation between the system and the NPC.]

The knot in my chest suddenly loosened.

My thoughts came back to me, and Claire and Sophie were staring at me nervously.

They knew that every time I frowned and muttered to myself, I was talking to the system.

“What happened? Didn’t the plot already end? Why is the system still here?”

Sophie looked even more nervous. “Is my illness not going to get better?”

They clearly knew that if the plot hadn’t ended, the pain I was carrying was the greatest.

And yet not a single word of concern was meant for me.

My heart went cold, and I forced a smile. “It’s fine. It won’t affect your normal lives.”

Because if I gave up on fixing this, I would lose my mind and be forcibly sent out of this world.

Only then did the worried expressions on Claire and Sophie’s faces ease a little.

“That’s good. That’s good.”

After that, Claire didn’t waste a single day. She filed for divorce immediately.

She couldn’t wait through the cooling-off period.

After getting the divorce certificate, I started packing my clothes, preparing to leave the home I had lived in for five years.

Before I left, I still saw Sophie one last time. I asked her whether she would be sad if I really went away.

Sophie was playing with the doll in her hands, not even looking up. “Why are you so naggy, like a woman?”

“You have no ability, and you can’t even compare to Uncle Blake’s finger. Why are you asking me these pointless questions and embarrassing yourself?”

I froze in place, unable to believe those words had come from my own daughter’s mouth.

I had told them that if the plot went off track, I’d lose my mind, but I had never said that I would disappear.

Probably because disappearance wasn’t even something they could imagine.

“Yeah. From now on, Dad won’t ask these pointless questions anymore.”

“Never again...”