Three Years After My Death, My Wife Wants to Divorce My Bionic Double

Three years after my death, my wife threw a divorce agreement at the bionic robot that had been living in my place. She wanted to see even a hint of jealous anger on his face. But she was bound to be disappointed. Three years ago, to cure her cancer, I had already traded my soul to the System. The robot by her side was just a tool, incapable of feeling anything. Then, on the day my wife remarried, the man she had always cherished pushed me into the road. Only when a car crushed me into countless fragments and spare parts did my wife realize... I was no longer human.