Chapter 2The Villain's Unwanted Wife

Julian left without breakfast, looking listless.

I watched his car drive out of the villa gate.

Then I turned and jogged back to the bedroom.

I dug out the divorce agreement I had prepared for a long time.

Just as I was about to tear it up, a cold electronic voice sounded in my head:

[Host, you don't have much time left.]

I paused.

Staring blankly at the tear on the divorce agreement.

[System, do you think Julian will agree to a divorce?]

[Yes, he always listens to you, doesn't he?]

I scoffed.

[Always? Haven't you seen him point a gun at me?]

Five years ago, I transmigrated into this mission world.

The System told me to conquer Julian Thorne.

An illegitimate son used as a tool by his family.

The Thorne family held immense power, dabbling in both legitimate and shady businesses.

The clean businesses were handed to the eldest son, Adrian Thorne, while the grey industries were dumped on Julian.

They pushed Julian into the mud, letting him rot, just to cultivate Adrian, the pristine, gentle, orthodox heir.

All the danger, responsibility, and filth were shouldered by Julian.

When I met Julian, he had already become a mad dog everyone avoided.

I approached him carefully, had guns pointed at me, and was pushed away countless times.

Finally, it took nearly five years for him to willingly bury his ruthlessness deep in his bones, becoming the gentle, always-smiling Julian Thorne he is today.

The day he broke free from the Thorne family, he proposed to me.

I thought this was the final step to max out his affection points, so I agreed.

That night, I passed out from Julian's torment.

I woke up thinking I had left the mission world.

But the next second, I saw Julian's face.

And the next second, the damn System told me I conquered the wrong target.

The real target was my childhood friend, Adrian Thorne.

I had eight months left.

I had seen the fate of those who betrayed Julian.

So I could only obey him on the surface while secretly plotting.

I pretended to have a low sex drive for three days, but on the fourth night, I broke down and begged for mercy.

I went back to live with my parents for a few days, and when I returned, I tactfully expressed that my parents disapproved of this marriage.

As a result, Julian sent them abroad for retirement on a private jet. They were only brought back after we got our marriage license.

Thus, my situation worsened.

I started faking chest pains, telling Julian I didn't have long to live, urging him to find someone else soon.

As a result, he brought in a medical team to give me a full body checkup.

I resigned from Julian's company. Before leaving, I hired many younger, prettier girls, tacitly allowing them to approach Julian, while I secretly prepared the divorce agreement.

However, more than six months passed, and apart from when he was with me, Julian was like an ascetic monk.

This divorce agreement never found a chance to be presented.

But this morning, Julian's behavior was truly abnormal.

[System, do you think he sensed my intentions?]

[So what? I need to remind you, you have less than two months left.]

[Then do you think if I propose a divorce directly, he'll agree?]

After two seconds of silence, the System said:

[Just run away. Adrian returns in three days. Contact him to pick you up.]

I found it absurd.

[Reason? Why would Adrian want anything to do with a married woman?]

[You and he are childhood sweethearts with over ten years of emotional foundation. You can tell him Julian abuses you, that you regret it, are in pain, and need his help.]

Even more absurd.

I smiled bitterly: [But Julian treats me very well.]

The kind who would give me the moon if I asked for the stars.

[Then wait for death.] The System replied coldly.

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After a long silence, I put the crumpled divorce agreement back in the drawer.

[I'll contact Adrian.]