Chapter 1

I went from a miracle healer to a discarded wife... and it only took three years.

My husband, Luke, still looked at me with the same eyes as before.

But in that gentle gaze, there was now someone else.

Lydia. She was the scholarship student he had been sponsoring.

He said she had a gritty spirit, just like I used to.

My son, Leo, said Lydia was the prettiest and wished she was his mom.

I just smiled and said nothing.

At a gala, a business partner sighed with envy. "Mr. and Mrs. Miller, your relationship is truly something else."

"Most couples hit the seven-year itch, but you two are still like newlyweds after a decade."

Luke laughed and shook his head. "We are just an old couple getting by. We make it work."

His gaze drifted, finally landing on Lydia across the room.

I didn't cause a scene. I just leaned in and whispered in his ear. "There is no need to just make it work. Let's get a divorce."

Luke was speechless for a moment, but he didn't say no.

Overnight, I vanished completely. Every trace of my existence was wiped clean.

Luke collapsed on the floor, losing all feeling in his legs once again.

The Miller Group crumbled, its stock price plummeting into an abyss.

He cried until his eyes were bloodshot, his voice breaking. "Leah, I was wrong. Please come back."

But it was already too late...

1

Across the negotiation table, the executive finally gave in.

"Mrs. Miller is truly extraordinary. I'm impressed. Luke, you married a hell of a woman."

"Sign here, Luke. Once you do, this billion-dollar contract is yours."

Luke's pen hovered over the signature line.

Suddenly, the doors burst open.

Lydia stumbled in, her clothes a mess. Bright red marks were visible on her neck and collarbone.

"Mr. Miller, help me," she whimpered.

I frowned, about to have security escort her out.

Luke suddenly flipped his chair over.

His pen skidded across the table, ink ruining the key clauses of the contract.

He scooped Lydia up into his arms, moving like a whirlwind.

I blocked the door, my eyes pleading with him.

"Wait until the signing is finished," I said firmly.

Lydia leaned weakly against his chest, clutching his collar with trembling fingers.

"Mr. Miller, I feel so sick…" she groaned.

The veins on Luke's forehead bulged. His eyes were dark and full of rage.

"Leah, can't you see the state she is in? All you care about is your damn profit!"

He slammed his shoulder into me to get past.

I hit the wall hard, a muffled groan escaping my lips from the sharp pain.

Luke paused for a split second, then carried Lydia away without another word.

The deal, of course, was dead.

Laughter from the hallway reached my ears like stabs to the heart.

"The wife was dumped in front of everyone. Mr. Miller is cold-blooded!"

"With a birthmark covering half her face, she doesn't deserve to be his wife anyway. It's disgusting to look at."

"I heard Mr. Miller sleeps at the office every night. Who could look at that face and feel anything? Can't blame the guy."

The mockery came in waves.

Since Luke had abandoned me, I was just a discarded woman in their eyes, someone they didn't need to fear.

I touched the birthmark on my cheek, my mind drifting back.

Ten years ago, I was transported into this world.

Luke was a dark, terrifying villain whose legs were paralyzed.

The System told me to save him.

Through the days of staying by his side, I fell in love with him.

My special gift was being a miracle healer, but there was a heavy price.

I traded my beauty for Luke's legs.

Back then, he held me and kissed my birthmark over and over.

He promised he would never be repulsed by me, no matter what I looked like.

Now, I had become his greatest shame.

He rarely took me to events or let me be seen in public anymore.

I knew he was embarrassed of me.

Sometimes I wondered what life would be like if I hadn't saved him.

But I didn't regret it.

I loved him once, truly and deeply.

Seeing him stand up and become a success made me happier than anything else.

Now that things had turned out like this, I realized love is just the one thing that can't survive time.

I called out to the System in my mind.

"I want to leave this world."

"Understood. Initiating the exit sequence. You will leave in seven days."