Chapter 1

Twice in my life, I nearly killed someone.

The first time was after my father's affair, when my mother jumped from a building in despair.

Eyes red with rage, I wanted to drag him down with me.

It was Lucian Foster who held me back: "His worthless life isn't worth your promising future. Don't throw away your own prospects."

For five whole years, I was trapped in paranoid delusions.

He stayed by my side, constantly counseling me.

Knowing I was suspicious, he reported everything he did to me.

The second time was on the eve of our wedding.

Lucian used overtime as an excuse, but his location showed up at a couples' hotel.

Trembling all over, I grabbed a knife and rushed over like a madwoman.

Finally, he couldn't hold back anymore. Eyes red, he roared: "Claire, when will you ever stop?"

"Five years! Every time I touch you, you act like you want to die, having panic attacks all night!"

"I'm a man too. I have desires that need release."

"Do you want to end up like your mom—jumping from a building and ending up paralyzed?"

I froze in place, my vision blurred by tears.

I let the kitchen knife slip from my hand, feeling this relationship had reached its end.

Suddenly, a system warning sounded in my mind:

[Redemption mission failed. Erasure program initiated.]

[Countdown: 24 hours.]