Summer Fullness

In the fifth year since the Transmigrator took over my body, she finally got bored.

Without the slightest hesitation, she left this world with the System.

What she left me with was a spoiled, willful son and an exceptionally cold husband.

Before I could even sort out my thoughts, a row of floating comments suddenly flashed before my eyes.

[What kind of disastrous opening is this? This is the dumbest Transmigrator I’ve ever seen. She came five years early and made a complete mess of everything, then dumped it all back on the real owner to clean up.]

[Exactly. She was supposed to come over and set the Little Villain straight, warm up the Big Villain, and keep their family from bothering the male and female leads. But what did she do? Aside from avoiding her death flag, she spent the rest of the time enjoying herself.]

[The kid is ruined, the husband has been pushed away, and now just seeing their whole family annoys me. Honestly, they can all go die.]

So it turned out I was nothing more than cannon fodder in a novel, someone destined to die early, while my husband and child were both villains.