Chapter 1

[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.

"You paralyzed Julian. Did you really think serving two years in prison would wipe the slate clean?" Laura sneered.

"Do you finally regret what you did?" Maria added.

Julian. The little angel they kept close to their hearts.

I smiled faintly, remaining silent. I bent down and rolled up my left pant leg.

The metallic prosthetic leg gleamed coldly under the harsh afternoon sun.

"I do," I whispered.

My only regret was being blind back then. My only regret was trusting them.

What they didn't know was that Julian’s legs didn't even have a scratch on them.

The one who had actually lost a leg, the one who had been tortured to the brink of death in prison for two years, was always me.