I Refuse to Be the White Moonlight in a Redemption Story

After I transmigrated into a book, I married the poor, pitiful male lead.

It took only five years for me to go from the light that saved him to a duty I kept fulfilling against my will.

When I discovered he was keeping another woman hidden away, I brought out the divorce papers.

My husband hesitated, but still signed them.

He said, “Ahui, thank you for staying by my side. If you ever run into trouble, you can come to me anytime.”

“No need.”

Hugging the original novel, I said, “We probably won't see each other again.”