When the affection of all four of my targets reaches zero, I will be erased.
The System gave me one final chance:
If I can earn even one point of affection from any target within twelve hours, I can survive.
So I tried everything I could to win back even the slightest bit of genuine feeling from them.
But my childhood sweetheart of a husband sent me to a brothel to serve customers,
while the parents who once loved me more than life itself cursed me, saying I had stolen someone else's place and was a sinner.
My older brother, who had promised to protect me for life, went even further to make the real heiress smile.
He stripped me naked and threw me into the snow, where the winter cold cut to the bone.
The System's voice rang in my ears:
“Host, you have one hour left…”
