After failing to conquer three male leads in a row, I was about to be erased.
The System gave me one last chance:
If I could make the male leads accumulate enough regret within 24 hours, I could still return to my original world.
So I asked my actor husband for a divorce.
He sneered without hesitation, signed the papers, and hurled the agreement at me.
Then I agreed to my older brother's demand and signed the organ donation form.
He only told me to hurry up and die so he could cut out my heart and give it to his beloved first love.
Finally, I aborted the grandson my father had been eagerly awaiting.
He cursed me, calling me a slut just like my mother.
My own father kicked me to death.
The System's voice rang out:
[You have six hours left. Regret continues to accumulate...]
