Chapter 1

Darling's childhood sweetheart died in a car accident.

His wife, who always claimed she only wanted love and not marriage, suddenly announced on a livestream that she wanted to hold a ghost wedding with him.

She held up a memorial tablet of the childhood sweetheart during the livestream:

"I love you more than anyone else. Even though you've left us, I still want to complete our wedding and bear your child."

Everyone praised them as a blissful couple.

My coworkers advised me to let it go.

But after watching the livestream, I immediately commented:

"If you love him that much, why don't you just join him in death?"

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Looking at the banned livestream, my heart remained unsettled.

I couldn't connect the wife I had deeply loved for three years with the person in that livestream.

It wasn't until Seraphina's call came through that I suddenly snapped back to reality.

"Luther! What the hell did you mean by those comments? Are you cursing me to die?"

"Why can't you tolerate even a speck of dust in your eye? Jaxon's already dead, are you still jealous of a dead man?"

Her shrill voice pierced my eardrums.

The high-intensity work of the past few days had left me physically and mentally exhausted. I felt powerless in the face of Seraphina's accusations.

I rubbed my throbbing temples, my voice slightly hoarse.

"Think whatever you want. I don't want to get involved in your business anymore."

There was an unusual moment of silence on the other end, but it didn't last long before I heard Seraphina let out a mocking laugh.

"Playing games with me again? I'm tired for you, really."

"You've got no real skills, all you can do is get pointlessly jealous."

"You were wrong to cause trouble in my livestream in the first place. Transfer some money to me, and I'll forgive you."

Seraphina's tone towards me was as condescending as ever, after all, I used to give her everything she wanted.

"I don't have any money.I delivered a casual response.

After marrying her, I handed over all my wages for her to manage.

Whether buying a house or a car, I always footed the bill myself.

Seraphina only cared about indulging herself, constantly comparing with her friends and fixating on my money whenever she saw them with something new.

Seemingly angered by my dismissive tone, the voice on the other end of the line grew louder.

Even my subordinates turned their attention towards me.

"All these years, you said you wanted a child. Do you know how much medicine I've taken and how much I've suffered? You can't even fulfill this small material need for me?"

"I never should have married you. You're not even worth one of Jaxon's fingers!"

A sharp pain instantly pierced my heart, and my grip on the phone tightened.

"It's fine. Go marry your pure love. We can just get divorced."

Before Seraphina could react, I hung up the phone.

When I turned back, I noticed one of my subordinates hesitating to speak, holding a document.

"Captain, remember that archaeological excavation project at Spirit Spring Town ruins we talked about before? Are you still going?"

This was an invitation from the Central Museum. In their eyes, the young archaeological team I led was the best choice for the job.The journey to Spirit Spring Town is long, and archaeological work isn't something that can be completed overnight.

When I told Seraphina about this, she started crying and making a fuss.

She believed it was just an excuse I made up to leave her.

Reluctantly, I declined the invitation.

When my subordinates learned of my refusal, they couldn't hide their disappointment and had some complaints about me.

They're all still young, eager to explore unknown ruins.

For this project, they might still have a chance to be reassigned to other archaeological teams.

I stared at the document, lost in thought, then without further hesitation, signed my name.

"Everyone, start preparing over the next few days. We could leave at any time."

Seeing that I had made my decision, my subordinates began to cheer.

The corners of my mouth turned up as my gaze fell on Seraphina's photo on my desk.

I suddenly realized that for her sake, I had already given up far too much.