Chapter 2

After clearly hearing my answer, the shock disappeared from Claire’s face, and the corners of her mouth lifted as if she were extremely pleased.

But when she noticed my gaze, she quickly restrained herself and returned to her usual stern expression.

After all, in front of me, she still had to pretend that she was doing this to save Ryan’s life.

My young daughter Lily, however, could not care less about any of that. Her smile seemed bright enough to melt all the ice and snow outside.

She clutched Ryan’s hand and swung it back and forth, showing how happy she was.

Ryan, who had been the one begging me, had only shock left on his face. There was hardly any joy at all.

Claire noticed his expression and looked confused.

I knew why Ryan was not happy even though I had agreed to his request.

Because he had never wanted me to agree.

After I had been tortured to death in my previous life, a system appeared before my soul.

It told me that Ryan really was a transmigrator.

But his goal was not to become Claire’s husband. It was to complete the mission assigned to him in this world.

This was a melodramatic tragedy world, and he was the male lead of that tragedy.

As for me, I was the villain who refused to let two lovers end up together.

Ryan needed to make the romance as painful and tragic as possible.

He used every method available to make Claire and Lily fall in love with him, then ensured that their relationship would end in misery.

The more tragic the plot became, the higher his score would be, and the more rewards he would receive.

And what could be more tragic than watching the person you loved but could never have die right in front of you?

After all these years of companionship, Claire and Lily’s affection for him had already reached its maximum.

Now he only needed to make me the obstacle standing between him and Claire.

Then he could die for Claire.

So, in my previous life, after I rejected his request, Ryan left in disappointment.

No one could possibly believe such a ridiculous request.

A system? Punishment? To me, they were all absurd excuses.

After that, I officially became the villain in this story.

Claire and Lily also began to hate me like mad.

Of course, Ryan was not willing to leave so simply. He put on a green-tea act, pretending to be reluctant but understanding.

He told the mother and daughter that he was not fated to become their real family in this life, but that he would definitely become family with them in his next life.

He also told my daughter Lily that he would be leaving soon and that she had to listen to me.

The mother and daughter were already overwhelmed with emotion, and at that moment, everything completely erupted.

Lily wailed as she hugged Ryan’s leg, begging him not to leave and saying that Ryan was the only father she had.

As for Claire, she shoved me aside, walked up to Ryan, and kissed him directly.

“Our love doesn’t need anyone else’s judgment,” she said. “No one can stop me from loving you!”

After saying that, she was about to elope with Ryan.

Everything was part of Ryan’s plan.

He wanted to completely destroy all of Claire’s hopes at the very moment she began looking forward to their future together.

As soon as their car left the neighborhood, Claire began imagining the happy life they would have after eloping.

Ryan had the system kill his physical body immediately.

His heart slowly stopped beating. With the last of his strength, he pulled the car over safely by the side of the road before dying, and said to Claire:

“Live well with Lily, carrying the part of life I can no longer live.”

“In our next life, we’ll be a family again.”

Then he died with a carefree smile.

Only the mother and daughter remained on the roadside, crying in unbearable grief.

After his death, they pushed all the blame onto me.

They claimed that Ryan had suddenly died because I had poisoned him.

Claire used my trust in her to take control of all my shares.

Then she asked me for a divorce.

Penniless, I was driven out of the house.

Lily came looking for me. At first, I thought she had come to take care of me, her father.

But she had someone tie me up and send me to a psychiatric hospital, where I was tortured every day without interruption.

At the moment of my death, my soul left my body. The system thought my fate was too tragic, so after revealing the truth to me, it gave me another chance to live.

Ryan finally seemed to process my answer. His expression immediately changed to wild joy.

“Mr. Carter, thank you so much! You’re my lifesaver!”

“I’ll take good care of Claire and Lily!”

I smiled and waved my hand.

“Don’t thank me just yet. I have one condition first.”

The joy that had appeared on Claire’s face faded, and she frowned slightly as she asked me:

“Why do you always have so many conditions? What is it? Hurry up and tell me!”

Hearing my wife Claire say that, my smile grew wider.

“My condition is that we get divorced.”