The Beginning of a Bouquet
一束花的开始
Synopsis
After the male lead went bankrupt, I moved into a basement apartment with him.
Money was tight and life was a struggle, yet he still had to provide for a malicious, overbearing, and pampered wife like me.
The System required me to maintain my persona.
However, my moral compass was too strong; every time I did something bad, I was consumed by guilt.
So, every time I finished bullying the male lead, I would secretly burst into tears.
In the middle of the night, I crept into the male lead’s room and peeled back his sleeve.
A gash nearly ten centimeters long looked hideous and terrifying.
He had sustained that injury while working himself to the bone to earn the money I’d demanded for a new coat.
As I applied medicine to the wound, tears streamed down my face.
“System, when is he finally going to ask me for a divorce?”
I didn’t want to do bad things anymore, and I didn’t want the male lead to get hurt because of me.
The System looked at the male lead’s arm, which was soaked by my tears, and then at his slightly trembling eyelashes before letting out a sigh.
[Divorce? At this rate,]
[He’s going to love you for the rest of his life.]