My best friend and I transmigrated into a book with a mission: save the brooding second male lead and the gentle third male lead. Just when we were both pregnant and waiting for our happily ever after, the sky fell. The moody Billionaire Heir she married had been keeping a sugar baby on the side. The serene Zen Master I married was secretly pining for his "White Moonlight"—his first love. To make matters worse, the sugar baby and the first love teamed up to livestream a smear campaign against us right on our doorstep. Bestie: "Are we throwing hands?" Me: "If you throw hands, I throw hands!" Impulsive violence felt great in the moment, but by midnight, regret was clawing at the walls. Terrified of retaliation, we chose to fake our deaths and escape the book world, taking a massive payout to live a life of debauchery and luxury. But we didn't even make it two years. She was caught lounging on a male model’s abs by the Billionaire Heir. And I was cornered against a wall by the Zen Master. Me and Bestie: "System, are you kidding me right now?!" 1 Inside the ultra-luxury mansion, the tension was thick enough to cut with a knife. My best friend, Chloe, and I were huddled in front of the security monitors, watching the mob outside and roasting each other. Chloe: "Liv, you absolute noob!" "Five years of攻略 (conquering) and you still haven't eliminated the White Moonlight in the Zen Master's heart? You're an embarrassment to transmigrators everywhere." I wasn't taking that lying down. "And you aren't?" "Your Billionaire Heir's sugar baby is practically taking a dump on your head! And you're laughing?" We were spitting facts, exposing each other's failures. "So, what now?" Chloe slumped on the floor, messing up her hair in frustration. I facepalmed. What a disaster! We originally transmigrated to save the second and third male leads. Five years of hard labor. She took the unloved, isolated Damien White and turned him back into the revered heir of the White empire. I saved the suicidal, sickly boy, Sebastian Shen, and held down the fort at the Shen family estate so he could be the worry-free Zen Master. We were both pregnant, waiting for the mission complete notification. Who knew Damien would get exposed for keeping a mistress, and Sebastian's unrequited love would suddenly return from abroad? Knowing they were about to go full "yandere" (obsessive-crazy) for these other women, we panicked. Mission status: FAILED. I tried to demand an explanation from the System, but the damn thing flickered twice and went black! I stomped my foot in rage! Zero stars! Review: Would not recommend! Suddenly, the keypad lock beeped open. Led by the White Moonlight and the Sugar Baby, a crowd swarmed in and surrounded us. Livestream cameras were shoved right into our faces. The Sugar Baby sobbed, "Sister, Damien and I have been through so much. Please, don't tear us apart." Meanwhile, the White Moonlight was screaming, "If you're that desperate for love, go die! Stop rubbing your cheap self all over my man!" Chloe and I exchanged looks. We kept a low profile, sure, but were we invisible? Who gave these clowns the audacity to bark at the main wives? "Here's my marriage certificate with Sebastian..." I tried to pull out my phone, but the White Moonlight slapped it out of my hand. "You slept your way into my boyfriend's life with your trashy body, and now you're photoshopping pics? Shameless!" I stumbled back from her shove and fell to the floor. Chloe tried to help me but was tackled by the Sugar Baby. The livestream chat was vile. 【Eww, what a slut! Disgusting!】 【Homewreckers deserve to die!】 ... The White Moonlight looked around and started smashing everything related to Sebastian and me. The Sugar Baby took the opportunity to rip the jewelry off Chloe's body. The place was a wreck. Chloe looked at me, eyes burning. "Fighting?" I looked back. "You fight, I fight!" 2 Chloe delivered an elbow strike that sent the Sugar Baby stumbling back. Not to be outdone, I marched up to the White Moonlight and slapped her across the face. "Are those eyes just for decoration? I said I'm married to Sebastian! Married! Do you not speak English?" I grabbed my phone and stood by the door. "You think just anyone can walk into the Shen ancestral home?" Chloe shoved her phone into the Sugar Baby's face. "You know exactly who the mistress is here!" The internet sleuths quickly analyzed our complex relationships and concluded: These two were running a scam. Public opinion flipped instantly. Bruised and battered, the two intruders fled. Chloe and I sat on the floor, gasping for air, when the door was kicked open again. Damien stormed in and slapped Chloe. "Who gave you permission to touch her!" I rushed over, slapped him back, and shielded Chloe. "Damien White, you dare?" "If it wasn't for her pulling strings for you all these years, you'd still be rotting in the White family's basement!" Damien's voice was cold. "I never asked for her help." He glared at us. "Touch my person again, and I'll end you." Before leaving, he glanced at me. "Good luck. You think Sebastian Shen is going to let this slide?" I shivered. Sebastian played with prayer beads and acted harmless, but he was ruthless behind the scenes. Last time someone insulted his White Moonlight, he broke their legs. This time I slapped her. He was going to skin me alive. Chloe looked at her pregnancy test and smiled bitterly. "I was going to surprise him." I touched my stomach, eyes stinging. We were both orphans. When we read the book, we saw ourselves in these broken characters. So when Chloe threw herself into saving Damien, I wasn't surprised. I also wanted to protect the fragile boy who had been kidnapped and abused. We healed ourselves by healing them. But fake is fake. Chloe wiped her face. "I'm done playing. Death?" I made up my mind. "You die, I die." "What about the baby?" I asked. "The father doesn't want it, why should I care?" She waved her hand dismissively. We agreed immediately: find the System and execute the "Death Escape" protocol. Unexpectedly, while we were at the hospital arranging our "final affairs," we ran into Damien. He was supporting the Sugar Baby and sneered, "Stalking me?" 3 "Did you find out my baby is sick and decide to get sick too to win me back?" The Sugar Baby hid behind Damien, acting coy. "Yesterday Damien was too rough, I couldn't handle the pain so I came to the hospital." "Sister, don't copy me, okay?" Chloe rolled her eyes and tried to walk around them, but he grabbed her. "Apologize to her!" "For what?" Chloe screeched, like a cat with its tail stepped on. "Get it straight, she hit me first!" She tried to reason with him. Damien was arrogant. "You've enjoyed the title of Mrs. White in her place long enough. So what if she slapped you a few times?" As soon as he finished speaking, Chloe turned red. The next second, she slapped the Sugar Baby and kicked Damien! "You're both animals! Don't pretend to be human!" Damien stood between them to protect the Sugar Baby and shoved Chloe. Chloe tumbled down the stairs. Blood spread across the floor from under her dress. I screamed as I ran to her, "Doctor! Doctor! Help! She's miscarrying!" "She's pregnant?" Damien asked. The Sugar Baby panicked. "Impossible! Sister hit me so hard, she must be faking it." "Let's go, my tummy hurts." She dragged Damien away. I didn't have time to think, I rushed to the ER. The doctor told me the baby was gone, and multi-organ failure from cancer meant she could only be kept alive by machines. It would be painful. This was the System's custom death scenario. I relaxed a bit, thinking the System had a pain blocker. But then I saw her curled up, sweating profusely, biting her lip until it bled. "System! What's happening?" I yelled in panic. The System's voice crackled, barely alive. "Host... she transferred all her pain blocking points to you." "So right now, she feels the same pain as a real cancer patient." My eyes burned. "Chloe, are you plotting against me?" Chloe weakly lifted her hand to pat my head. "I'm dying. What if they bully you when I'm gone?" "Leaving you a bit extra is always good." I was touched to tears, but then she added, "I'm not losing out. You gave me your reward points." "I die first, I enjoy first." Fine! She has a conscience, but not much. I went to find a doctor, hoping to ease her pain. But the top specialist had been summoned by Damien. I called him. "Damien, send the doctor back. Chloe has cancer, she's in agony." He scoffed. "Chloe is as healthy as a horse. She took a knife for me and was jumping around the next day. Now she's dying because I haven't seen her for a few days? Who are you kidding?" 4 Damien was impatient. "My baby having a stomach ache isn't a small matter. You can't have the doctor. If Chloe wants to die, let her die." My voice was heavy. "Just help me this once, for Sebastian's sake. Help her ease the pain." Before I finished, the phone changed hands. A familiar, cool voice spoke. "Liv, from the moment she returned, we were done." It was Sebastian. He didn't even bother settling the score with me; he was already with his White Moonlight. Sebastian paused. "A is always A, but B can be anyone." "Consider this a lesson. Learn your place." He cut ties with me in three sentences, kicking me aside like trash, disregarding all our history. The laughter from the other end of the line wove a net that suffocated me. Screw them all! Not a single good man among them! The days dragged on. I gossiped with Chloe, watching the headlines about Damien taking his Sugar Baby to events. People joked that the Prince finally revealed his protected rose. Sebastian also showed off occasionally, giving his personal prayer beads—a symbol of his status—to the White Moonlight. The internet swooned, saying the Zen Master fell from grace for his goddess. Chloe was covered in tubes, laughing heartlessly. "Mix some glitter in my ashes. Even dead, I gotta sparkle." "And burn some paper effigies of hot guys for me..." My nose stung, but I cursed her. "You dog, I gave you the money, find real hot guys!" No response. She stopped breathing in my arms. Chloe donated all her organs for cancer research. I took her ashes home. Damien wanted to annul the marriage but couldn't find Chloe, so he barged into the villa. "Where the hell is Chloe? Get out here!" Damien shouted. I pointed to the urn on the table. "She's right there." He froze, then knocked the urn over. "You guys are really committed to the act, huh? Faking death to hide from me? That's low." The ashes scattered in the wind. Actually, the glitter did look nice. I threw the death certificate and the organ donation certificate at him. Everything was clear. No faking. He read them and tore them to shreds, refusing to believe it. He asked around, confirmed the truth, turned pale, and mumbled about how it was impossible. I smirked, mocking him. "When you hid your Sugar Baby and used Chloe as a human shield, did you ask if she would die?" "When you pushed her down the stairs, knowing she was pregnant and had cancer, but hogged the doctor, did you ask if she would die?" "Now you're happy? You scattered her ashes yourself." Damien knelt on the ground, trying to gather the powder, but he couldn't pick it up. Tears fell on the floor. He sobbed uncontrollably. He frantically looked for anything Chloe left behind, trying to grasp something. But he found nothing. Right. He originally had nothing. Damien went mad, hugging the urn and threatening suicide. Sebastian clearly looked relieved when he saw I was alive. "Liv, the position of Mrs. Shen will always be open for you." Sebastian was unusually gentle. "But... you are not qualified to bear my child." "She saved my life. I love her."
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