The Empty Vessel of Love

Chapter 1

Three years after my mission failed, my physical body remained by my husband's side.

My soul had already been erased by the system. All that was left was an empty vessel, running on residual protocols to keep up my daily routines and memories.

That was why my husband never noticed a thing.

Every single day, he brought his first love around to flaunt their intimacy, desperate to see me break down in tears or rage.

That was until today, when his precious lover shoved my body straight