Chapter 2
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"Are you still upset about Bailey Wright?"
I didn't respond, which was as good as confirming it.
He irritably pinched the bridge of his nose and said earnestly: "I've told you so many times, everything we did was just to help her recover her memory. I never intended to have anything with her. Why are you always so suspicious?"
"Does helping someone really need to go that far?"
Simon Summers looked at the photo of the two people kissing, and the words of blame instantly caught in his throat.
"Listen to me..."
Just then, a distinctive ringtone sounded.
Bailey Wright's voice came through with a sob: "Simon, someone keeps knocking at my door. What should I do? I'm so scared."
"It's okay, I'm coming over now."
"Don't go, please?" I hurriedly grabbed his hand, trying to make him stay.
Simon's expression was somewhat troubled, but at the thought of Bailey on the other end, he made his choice in an instant.
"Sorry, something urgent came up at work. I'll explain when I get back."
Watching his retreating figure showing no hesitation, perhaps I shouldn't have fallen for him from the beginning.
Five years ago, I had just arrived.
The system assigned me the identity of an orphan and sent me to Simon's side.
That was the first time I saw Simon.
In a private room at a bar.
The man was leaning dejectedly against the cold wall, several buttons of his shirt undone at the collar, empty bottles scattered at his feet.
His features were extremely handsome; even in self-neglect, he exuded a melancholic beauty, like a painting come to life.
Seeing someone approach, he angrily threw the wine bottle forward.
This sudden action frightened me into a scream.
Hearing this, he raised his eyes to meet mine, his hazy, almond-shaped eyes seemed covered with a layer of mist.
"Bailey Wright, you're back?"
When he clearly saw my face, his first reaction was disgust.
"How much did they pay you? I'll double it. Just don't appear in front of me again."
Later, according to the system's prompt, wherever Simon Summers was, I had to be within five hundred meters.
Despite all kinds of pursuit and attempts to please him, he remained indifferent.
Until I accidentally saved him from pursuers who wanted him dead.
After he woke up, he looked at me with a mischievous smile: "You like me, don't you?"
I nodded shyly: "Yes, I do."
"Fine, then let's get married right away."
After marriage, Simon Summers always doted on me, giving me everything I could want.
Even things I mentioned casually, he would remember and find opportunities to make them happen.
His good friends all sighed: "Simon is truly whipped."
All the love that was missing in my original world, I found here...
I spend each day in anxiety and anticipation.
Thinking in my heart, what if...
What if I could replace Bailey Wright in Simon Summers' heart?
But reality struck me a heavy blow—I never expected Bailey Wright would actually come back.
Why would she return when she was doing so well abroad?
Looking at the small cake on the table, named "First Love."
This phrase is quite piercing, as if constantly reminding me not to covet happiness that doesn't belong to me.
I sighed and called up the system: "How much longer until I can leave?"
"Host, have you made up your mind?" the system said. "The main mission is actually to prevent the male protagonist from committing suicide. Now your place in his heart far exceeds that of his first love. You shouldn't worry about him not loving you."
I smiled bitterly and shook my head.
A person who cannot clear their heart completely doesn't deserve genuine love.
Seeing that my mind was made up, the system stopped trying to persuade me.
"The Host has only one month left before leaving this world."
