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My boyfriend said I was immortal and asked me to exchange my life for his first love. I agreed. He didn't know that I had already died after the exchange. But it's okay, I have a system. He promised to accompany me every year on my birthday, and I would gain a year of new life. Next week is my birthday, and the system allows me to stay as a robot and wait for resurrection. But he forgot about me completely. On my birthday, he was out with his first love and the news of their engagement went viral. He sent me a message warning me: "If Xi's health is not good, we will have a wedding to fulfill her wishes, and you are not allowed to cause trouble." But how could a dead person cause trouble? However, he went almost crazy when he saw my mechanical body.
Chapter 1
[1]
My boyfriend wanted me to trade my life for his first love.
I stayed silent, and he grew anxious.
"You've traded your life for mine twice before and came out fine, didn't you? You won't die, so why not help her out?"
"Verena, I never thought you'd be so selfish, letting someone suffer when you could easily help!"
What he didn't know was that after each life swap, I had actually died.
The only reason I could come back to life those two times was because of the system.
As long as he spent one birthday with me, I would gain another year of life.
He had promised to be by my side every year on my birthday.
Not wanting to make him sad, I repeatedly confirmed that he would be with me on my birthday before agreeing to the life swap.
Next week was my birthday, and the system instructed me to remain in a robotic body, waiting for revival.
But he completely forgot about me.
On my birthday, he held a wedding with his first love, Sylvie. The front page of the newspaper was covered with their wedding photos.
Afraid I might cause trouble, he sent me a message warning me, "Sylvie's health is poor. We're having this wedding to fulfill her wish. Please don't cause any trouble."
But how could a dead person cause trouble?
I didn't cause any trouble.
But when my boyfriend saw my robotic body, he almost went crazy.
[2]
"Verena, if you give your life to save Sylvie, I'll marry you immediately!"
Oliver's brows were furrowed, his face full of suppressed frustration. Even though he was asking for my help, he still acted superior.
Sylvie lay on the hospital bed, her face pale and her breathing shallow, as if she could die any second. Yet, she still managed to put on an act.
"Oliver, forget it. Don't make things difficult for Verena. Even if she doesn't die, she has no obligation to save me."
"Once I'm gone, you two can be together without any more arguments over me..."
Oliver's face was as hard as stone. "Verena, this isn't about petty jealousy; it's a matter of life and death! Can you stop being so stubborn?"
So he knew it was a matter of life and death. But wasn't my life important too?
Just because I wouldn't die, does that mean my life can be taken so easily?
But I could feel pain.
Giving my life to someone else means I have to endure all the pain they would feel before dying.
I struggled to open my mouth. "Oliver, I'm scared..."
The pain that could take a life is immense. I had experienced it twice before.
I was truly terrified.
Oliver showed no concern for me; instead, he looked impatient.
"Verena, why are you being so dramatic? You've done it before, so what's there to be afraid of now?"
"Is it that you just don't want to save Sylvie?"
He closed his eyes and steeled himself. "As long as you save Sylvie, I'll agree to marry you and make you Mrs. Harris!"
"Verena, isn't that what you want? I promise you!"
Sylvie clung to Oliver's hand, her face determined. "No! I can't let you make such a sacrifice! I'd rather die!"
Oliver stroked Sylvie's head gently. "Don't say such foolish things. I won't let you die."
One cried while the other comforted, like lovers who had been through countless trials. And I was the heartless villain who refused to save her.
Even though Sylvie's illness wasn't my fault.
Even though Oliver was my fiancé, and we had planned to marry next year.
I was still the villain.
Maybe it was because I had always been obedient, humble, and eager to please around Oliver.
So I couldn't refuse him.
Besides, I really couldn't live without him.
Watching them hold hands, I clenched my fists.
"I agree. I'll save her."
Sylvie's eyes lit up with joy. "Really, Verena? Thank you for saving me..."
"Don't thank her!"
Oliver interrupted her, turning to look down at me with a hint of mockery on his face.
"Verena, don't make yourself out to be so noble. It's just a transaction; you don't deserve to call it saving."
"Congratulations, you're finally getting what you wanted, Mrs. Harris."
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