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In the third year of my marriage to Grey, his pure love was diagnosed with a terminal illness.
To fulfill her dying wish,
Grey came to me with divorce papers, saying:
"Elowen is my lifesaver. Her only wish is to leave this world as my wife. I can't refuse her."
In my previous life, when I heard these words, I broke down and made a scene, refusing to divorce, explaining that I was the one who saved his life.
But because of pure love's single sentence: "If Insomnia wants to take my place, then she should take on the responsibility too."
He actively plotted for me to take the fall for Elowen's medical accident, and in the end, I was stabbed to death by the patient's family.
My soul lingered, and I saw Elowen miraculously recover, spending a lifetime with Grey, happy and content.
Opening my eyes again.
I signed the divorce papers without hesitation.

The Sacrificial Marriage

"Insomnia, I'm a dying woman. Marrying Grey is my last wish.


Before she could finish speaking, she started gasping and coughing.


Grey moved swiftly, embracing her in his arms, expertly patting her back with a practiced touch.


When he looked back at me, the guilt from earlier had vanished from his eyes.


His brow was clouded with gloom as he growled in a low voice:


"Insomnia, I didn't come here today to negotiate with you. I'm here to inform you."


"This divorce today - you'll go through with it whether you want to or not."


"If Elowen's condition worsens because of you, then don't blame me..."


I picked up the pen from the coffee table,


Smoothly signing my name on the divorce papers,


Elowen, who had been coughing, suddenly stopped, her face lighting up with surprise.


I suppose they hadn't expected me to agree to the divorce papers so readily.


"I'd like to get the divorce certificate as soon as possible. I believe in Mr. Grey's capabilities; I shouldn't have to wait long, right?"


"Insomnia, actually, I'm not in that much of a hurry..."


"No, Grey, I am." Eager to escape you two lackeys,


Desperate to flee this suffocating engagement.


In my past life, as my soul dissipated, I heard Grey's whisper at my gravestone,


"Being able to shield Elowen from that calamity also atones for your sins."


Treading on my bones, you built your love story,


And in the end, expected me to be grateful, tainting my path of reincarnation.


When it comes to Elowen, Grey is always particularly swift.


We had just received our divorce papers, and the very next day, he tied the knot with Elowen.


The internet was flooded with news about Grey and Elowen,


Now with their official status, they became even more unrestrained.


#Mr. Grey lavishes money on his wife, hiring top doctors.#


#3-hour fireworks show for Mr. and Mrs. Grey's wedding anniversary.#


Onlookers declared, "I believe in love again."


Until suddenly, a piece of news skyrocketed to the top of the trending list.


#Doctor Insomnia from Mr. Grey's hospital accused of malpractice.#


#Doctor Insomnia abandons post during shift, resulting in patient death.#


Tears flowed uncontrollably the moment I saw the message,


Even though I had long since given up on Grey.


Apparently, whether I agreed to the divorce or not,


Grey had already decided to let me take the fall.


Three years of marriage, seven years of holding hands.


Am I his wife who has been by his side day and night, or his enemy he wants to destroy?


"Insomnia, have you seen the trending topic?"


"Insomnia, Elowen's health is poor, she can't handle this kind of criticism. Help me one more time, consider it repaying the life debt I owe her."


His voice on the other end was slightly pleading.


"Grey, because of gratitude, you want me to vacate the position of Mrs. Grey for her."


"Because of gratitude, you want me to shoulder Elowen's medical responsibilities."


"Why does your repayment of gratitude have to be achieved by trampling on my bones and blood, Insomnia?"


"I only married you, I didn't commit some terrible crime, did I?"


A long silence, so long that I thought he wouldn't give me any response.


"I'll give you an explanation. I hung up the phone.


Three years of marriage, and everything that belonged to me fit into less than a carry-on suitcase.


Chapter 2