I live in a world where you can’t initiate a divorce.
Those who initiate a divorce will be convicted and sent to prison, and their spouse will inherit all their property.
And my wife cheated on me.
She turned the tables and sent me to the court of egoism.
But she didn’t know that I already had the evidence.
If I were found not guilty, my wife would lose all rights to choose her spouse and go to prison.
And her lover would be chemically sterilized and owe me one million for emotional damages.
I would also receive a reward of ten million dollars.
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Prior to my arrival at the Hall of Justice, footage depicting me mistreating my wife and acting selfishly was already spreading online.
Self-proclaimed defenders of justice on the web exposed my personal information, sent me death threats, and bombarded my workplace with calls wishing me dead, questioning my decision to marry, and stating I was wasting air by existing.
My coworkers suffered too. Some were assaulted by furious crowds after work, with several hospitalized.
Faced with societal pressure, my employer had to terminate my employment.
This position was the result of years of hard work and studying. Only those closest to me knew the extent of my efforts.
All of this was masterminded by Lily, my partner of three years.
In this world, married individuals cannot dissolve their union.
I showed up at the Hall of Justice as planned. At the entrance, I encountered Lily, who was visibly shocked by my presence.
Lily likely assumed I wouldn't make an appearance.
After five years together, three married and two dating, it's ample time to understand someone. Lily was convinced I'd be a no-show. She thought my love for her and fear of suffering would keep me away from court.
At least, in my previous life, despite intense online harassment and immense life stress, I never attended court.
Indeed, I've been given another chance at life. Previously, I discovered Lily's affair with Ryan. Without hesitation, Ryan knocked me out with a hammer. As I lay bleeding, weakly reaching out to Lily for help, she turned away, grabbed an axe, and dismembered me, stuffing my remains into a suitcase. They then created the illusion that I had fled due to public pressure.
Lily and Ryan, the unfaithful pair, moved in together, taking everything I owned. Even as my parents searched tirelessly for me, they met their end in a car accident on a stormy night.
Only after death did I learn that Ryan, Lily's supposed platonic male friend, was actually her former lover. They had been secretly involved for ages, scheming to eliminate me.
The public outcry was just the beginning. They killed me earlier than planned because I caught them in the act, derailing their carefully orchestrated scheme.
After all, in this world, the punishment for infidelity surpasses that of murder.
In this new life, I won't be naive enough to trust Lily again.