Chapter 1 Chapter 1

When I arrived home in a rush with a cake in my hands, my six-year-old son looked at me arrogantly. "Mom, why do you have to make a fuss about your birthday? Do you really have to go buy a cake and cause Wendy to be waiting so long for you at home?" I, who was wiping the rain from my face, was slightly taken aback by my son's words. 'Wendy?' At that moment, a gentle figure walked out from the living room after hearing the commotion. There was a familiar figure next to her as well. A familiar accusation sounded. "Rio Shaw, it's been quite a while since our divorce, why have you still not gotten rid of your bad habits?" I stood in the foyer and was completely soaked. I looked at them with a frown. "Why are you here? Get out! You're not welcome..." Before I could finish speaking, my son threw himself at my belly like a cannonball. I lost my balance and fell backwards. The cake in my hand also fell on the ground. The cake that I had talked to the baker for three days to make, was smashed into pieces in front of me. "Who said they're not welcome here? This house is mine! You're the one who should leave!" I sat on the ground and looked at the son that I had borne for 40 weeks, who was looking at me with a fierce look in his eyes, in a daze. Wendy reached out and poked Liam's head and said with a gentle voice, "Liam, watch how you speak to your mom. Go and help her up from the ground." Liam pouted his lips and shook his head. He then said to Wendy in a childish voice, "Wendy, she shouldn't have said that to you. She should be the one to apologize." Wendy glanced at me. I could see the mockery and pity in her eyes. She walked over and wanted to help me up. "I'm sorry, Rio. I apologize on Liam's behalf." I kept my head lowered and pushed her hand away. I wouldn't dare let her touch me. For the past 30 years, nothing good had ever happened to me whenever she was close to me. As expected, Wendy gasped and fell onto the ground. She also looked at me with a hurtful look. My ex-husband, Zack Linsel, quickly rushed over and pulled Wendy into his arms. He held Wendy in his arms and said as he left the house, "You'd better pray that Wendy's fine. Otherwise, I'll make sure you pay!" Liam also followed his dad out of the house with an upset look on his face. He kept on shouting Wendy's name on his way out as well. The three of them looked like a real family. I laughed self-deprecatingly. I reached out my soaked hand, touched the cream of the cake, and put some in my mouth. As expected, it was really sweet and delicious. It was a pity that the cake was ruined just like my last birthday in this world. As a tasker, I lived in this world for 30 years. I was married three times and also divorced three times. Wendy was like a curse that caused every single one of my targets to fall in love with her with no exception. Even now, my son was siding with her without hesitation as well. I had completely failed my mission.

Chapter 2 Chapter 2

"System, how long do I have left?" The system let out a sigh. "Why are you such a noob? It's been 30 years. I've never seen such a useless tasker like you." I lowered my head shamefully. The system lowered its mechanical voice and sounded a little hesitant. "Host, you have failed your mission, so you will die a painful death. Your body will gradually deteriorate as you die. You have around two weeks before you'll be terminated by the main system." I breathed a sigh of relief. I still had two weeks left. I could go out and take a good look at this world. My life had revolved around my three targets for the past 30 years and I had never lived for myself. With that thought in mind, I suddenly felt full of energy and began packing my luggage. But when I reached the door with my suitcase, the door was forcefully rammed open. Zack rushed inside and pushed me out before I could realize what was going on. My shoulder rammed into a corner of the table and the pain caused me to break into a cold sweat. Zack didn't give me a chance to recover. He grabbed my arm and pulled me off the ground. "Rio, what has Wendy done to offend you? Why do you have to treat her like this?" I tried my best to endure the pain in my shoulder and asked him through gritted teeth, "Explain yourself. What have I done to Wendy?""Wendy is suddenly diagnosed with kidney failure and is hospitalized. The doctor said that it was caused by the fever she had when she was little. If you hadn't been mischievous and pushed her into the water when you were little and pushed her to the ground earlier on, how could she have ended up like this? You need to be responsible for her illness! Come on, we're going to the hospital!" He dragged me and headed outside. My shoulder felt like it was being ripped apart. The pain caused tears to well up in my eyes. I then shouted, "Zack, it hurts..." When I was giving birth to Liam, I was in a lot of pain as well. I even cried and said to the system that I didn't want to complete my mission anymore. Back then, Zack and I still had quite a good relationship. He sat by the side of my bed and held my hand with red eyes. All he could say was, "Honey, I will never let you suffer in the future. I promise you won't feel any pain." After Liam was born, Zack took care of everything in the house. That went from the house chores to taking care of the baby. He never wanted to worry even a little bit. Even when the system told me every day like an alarm that Zack's feelings towards me hadn't reached the targeted level, I still felt that the mission would definitely be complete. I slowly became lost in the marriage. That was until Wendy suddenly appeared in my life just like my previous two marriages. Then, Zack changed. Tears streamed down my cheeks uncontrollably and landed on the hand that Zack was holding me with. This caused Zack to freeze for a split second. He turned around hesitantly and looked at me. I forced myself to remain conscious and asked, "Zack, will you only be satisfied if I sacrificed my life for Wendy's?" When I woke up again, I was already lying in a ward. The pain in my shoulder caused me to roll around in the bed in pain. The system's pitiful voice sounded in my head. "The punishment has already begun. Your sense of pain will be 100 times that of an ordinary person. This means that you'll feel excruciating pain before you're terminated." I sobbed and bit the pillow. Tears kept streaming down my cheeks and landing on the pillow. It really hurt. "What's up with the act?" I raised my head whilst being half conscious. That was when I saw my second husband, Jordan Parker, standing by the side of my bed with a disdainful look on his face as he looked down at me. "Every time when something happens, you'll just pretend to be sick. Wasn't it already embarrassing enough when you were exposed last time? Can't you think of something else?" I smiled helplessly. I knew what he was talking about. Seven years ago, our divorce wasn't really nice. Back then, he told me with a cold voice that he had found his true love and wanted to divorce me. I looked at the divorce agreement in my hand in a daze and asked him who he had fallen in love with. But before I could hear his answer, I suddenly passed out. After that, I would pass out every time he mentioned the divorce. As time went on, Jordan's parents thought that the mentioning of the divorce was too much for me and I ended up with an after-effect. They then prevented Jordan from bringing the divorce up again. Jordan was infuriated and used his position as hospital director to forcefully take me to the hospital and do a full check-up on me. The results were all fine as expected. After all, I passed out because I was tased by the system as punishment. He threw the results in front of his parents and used his connections to divorce me. My divorce certificate was handed to me by Wendy. She sat in a cafe and said to me with a disdainful look on her face, "Word of you pretending to be sick to refuse the divorce has gotten out. Do you know what nickname you have now?" She took a sip of coffee slowly and said, "The Clown." I spat out the part of the pillow that I had been biting, turned around, and said to Jordan coldly, "Hey, we've been divorced for seven years, why haven't you married your true love yet? Has your true love found another true love?" Jordan's face darkened. He glared at me with eyes full of hatred but said nothing. I glared back at him, refusing to back down. Suddenly, the look in his eyes changed. A smile appeared on his lips. He took out a piece of paper from his doctor's overall and placed it by my pillow. "Wendy's kidneys are failing. We all think it's because of you. So you need to give her one of yours." I slowly picked up the piece of paper and saw that it was a cross-matching test report. Those crazy people actually took a sample of my blood without me knowing. I crumbled the piece of paper and threw it on Jordan's face. "In your dreams! Now get lost!" I would rather die than give Wendy one of my kidneys. Jordan squinted his eyes, slowly took off his glasses, and gave me an unpleasant look. I backed away a little. 'Is he going to hit me?' My body couldn't take any more pain. A hand that was wearing an old watch suddenly appeared between me and Jordan.

Chapter 3 Chapter 3

The person had a very attractive voice. "Give us a couple of minutes." Jordan turned to look at the person between us and snorted before leaving. I wasn't nice to the person who had just arrived and sat next to me either. "You can get lost as well." Frank Jameson sighed and tucked me in. He then took out a piece of tissue and dried my hair for me. "You're not a teenager anymore, why do you still have the same temper as before?" I pushed Frank's hand away and looked at him seriously. "I remember you said that we shouldn't see each other anymore on the day of our divorce." Frank was my childhood sweetheart. I had been following him around since I was five years old. That was when I came to this world. I was very glad that the person I was supposed to make fall in love with me was Frank. Our relationship started from when we were students and continued until we went to work. We got married after he became famous due to the first song he had released. But we then got divorced a year later. When he brought up the divorce, I was learning how to make his favorite cookies. He still had the gentle look on his face and would even rush to put the hand that I had accidentally burnt on the baking tray into cold water. But he said to me in a gentle voice, "I'm sorry, Rio. You're healthier than Wendy. She can't live without you." Back then, Wendy was my best friend. We got to know each other during high school. She used to always look at me and Frank with a gentle look. I had never thought that my best friend and husband would give me a critical blow. "Rio, listen to me. You have two kidneys. Give one of them to Wendy." I looked at Frank, who was trying to convince me to give up one of my kidneys. It felt just like when he asked me to give Wendy half of the sweets in my hand when we were little. "Frank, since when have you become so cheap?" He looked at me in a daze. I used the back of my hand to wipe the sweat away from my forehead and sneered. "Wendy has already found her third partner, why are you still following her around like an ass-licker? Hey, I've heard that she had a relationship with another celebrity in your company, is that true?" Frank pulled back the hand he had on my bed cover with pursed lips and said nothing. I didn't want to let him off so easily. I sat up a little and continued, "As expected, you're just like your dad. No wonder your mom abandoned you." As soon as I said that, Frank stood up abruptly and he accidentally knocked the glass cup off the bedside table. The disgusting gentle smile on his face had finally disappeared. All that was left was darkness. I still felt very painful, but I laughed as well. Frank's dad abandoned his wife for his first love. That had never been a secret. His mom, after suffering such a fate, started beating him and said that he was a bastard just like his dad. After that, she left him. Frank had grown up receiving help from his neighbors. After I came to this world, I took him home. He always had a big smile on his face and never lost his temper. The day when we got divorced, I was crying due to the system's electrocution. I asked him if we could be as good as before. He looked at me with cold eyes. At that moment, I understood. Frank's affection level towards me remained at 80%, but he was a heartless person. Frank and I locked gazes and neither of us was backing down. A child's cries then sounded. Zack had walked into the room with Liam. He said to Frank, who was smiling again, disdainfully, "I already told you that she wouldn't listen. If it were up to me, just start the operation on her." It seemed that my three ex-husbands were already very familiar with each other. In the past, they would always be infuriated when I mentioned their predecessors. But now, they were actually getting along because of Wendy. Wendy really had something in her. Liam sobbed as he climbed onto my bed and pounced into my arms. I subconsciously but awkwardly pulled him into my arms. This was the first time that Liam took the initiative to hug me. However, the next second, his childish voice sounded. "Mom, please save Wendy. It's just a kidney." Seeing that I remained silent, Liam seemed to have grown impatient. He reached out and punched my chest as he shouted, "You're so mean! You're such a mean woman! You're the one who's hurt Wendy and you're not willing to save her!" I had been feeding him very well, so he was quite strong, and his punches were quite powerful as well. I spat out a mouthful of blood and this caused Liam to be dumbfounded.