The Mission is Over: My Husband and Son Chose His First Love Chapter 1

My system gave me one month to say goodbye to this world.

I finally became the magnanimous wife and gentle mother I was supposed to be.

I no longer felt jealous of Evan's lingering feelings for the female lead, nor did I mind our son constantly clamoring for her to be his mother.

But these warm and harmonious days didn't last long.

Evan became unaccustomed to it.

When he was about to leave again in the middle of the night because of a single phone call from the female lead, I proactively handed him the car keys.

His gaze froze, his eyes turning red: "Chloe, do you not love me anymore?"

Yeah.

I don't love you anymore.

Not even our son. I don't love either of you anymore.

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Stella called Evan at 1 AM, crying that she was afraid of the thunder.

Evan didn't hesitate for a second, immediately springing out of bed.

I got up too.

"Chloe, stopping me won't work! Stella has been afraid of thunder since we were kids; I have to go!" Evan scolded me with a dark expression.

In the past, I definitely would have caused a scene.

But not anymore.

I just quietly handed him the car keys: "Drive safe."

Evan was stunned.

He looked at me in disbelief.

"Hurry up, Stella is waiting for you," I smiled slightly.

A flicker of dark, unreadable emotion flashed in Evan's eyes, but he didn't linger. He hurried out the door.

I knew he wouldn't be coming back tonight.

Before, I would have spent the night tossing and turning.

Worrying that he and Stella would rekindle their old flame.

But now, there was no need.

Because in one month, I'll be leaving this world.