He Abandoned Me in the Flames

After that fire, Nolan didn't remember me until after he put Flora in the hospital.

At that time, I was choked by the thick smoke and suffered from severe pain in my internal organs, lying on the hospital bed struggling to breathe.

I had no external injuries, but I knew I was dying.

Seeing that I was not injured, Nolan said symbolically, "Have a good rest."

He then turned and went to Flora's ward.

I could tell that he was disappointed.

He was disappointed that I wasn't the one who got burned.

He was disappointed that I didn't die in the fire.

That way, he could receive my legacy.

And he could be with Flora forever.

It was on that day that I awakened the System.

The System told me that I was the female protagonist of dead literature.

After being a simp of the male lead for many years, I still couldn't get his love even though I became his wife.

Only when I died could the male lead feel heart-wrenching guilt.

But I didn't want to die yet.

If I died, I would have nothing.

So, I asked the System to keep me alive.

The System agreed.

But the price was that I must make Nolan say "I love you" to me within two years to extend my life.

I could continue to live as long as he said "I love you" to me at least once.

It should be the simplest thing for a couple.

But for me, it was nearly impossible.

He had never said that to me proactively.

Even when we got married, he didn't say it.

Today was our wedding anniversary, but I couldn't even see his face.

Nolan was a firefighter and usually lived at the fire station.

He spent all the break time he had on Flora.

That fire left Flora with severe burns on her limbs, neck, and back.

Now Flora had become a somewhat famous Internet celebrity, relying on live streaming to gain sympathy from netizens.

Nolan went to accompany Flora whenever he had a vacation.

I couldn't remember how long it had been since he last came back to our home.

It had been so long that there was no trace of him living there.

My last chance of survival was ruined by him.

What's the use of just making him feel guilty if I'm dead?

His guilt is worthless.

I don't need his cheap guilt.

Since I cannot avoid death, I'll let them die with me.