Three Rich Exes Broke My Legs

[Ding—Mission accomplished. Would you like to extract from this world?]

The moment the mechanical system voice chimed in my head, I had just stepped out of the prison gates.

Today was my thirtieth birthday, and it was also the day I regained my freedom.

Outside the heavy iron gates, three women were already waiting.

Laura, Maria, and Sophie.

Ten years ago, one swore she’d marry no one but me, another threatened to crash my wedding to steal me away, and the third promised to shield me from the world forever.

Now, their eyes were icy, looking at me as if I were a piece of trash.