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Dane is the tech world's enviable startup genius - handsome, wealthy, and unstoppable in his success.
And I? Just an ordinary programmer, yet chosen by him to be his "soulmate".
He showers me with affection, gentle and attentive, as if I'm the center of his universe.
But this love comes with a condition: I must help him create a humanoid AI.
I pour everything into it, working intensely for a year straight. Sleepless nights, insomnia, irregular periods, losing 90 pounds. Two pregnancies, two miscarriages. Each time, he consoles me: "It's okay, we're still young."
Finally, I present my latest achievement.
He's ecstatic, immediately naming the AI "Ashley" - the name of his deceased pure love.
As I lay unconscious, I overhear his assistant whispering: "Boss, isn't this too much? Your wife is exhausted. She was pregnant and you drugged her to miscarry..."
Dane's voice is ice-cold: "For Ashley's revival, her miscarriage ensures work isn't delayed.""I can't bear to be even a second late."
At that moment, my heart turned ice cold.
I destroyed the AI, but he chased after me, begging me through tears to come back.
Because the emotional core of the AI assistant... had always been me.

Training an Ai Replica Of My Husband's First Love

From now on, I can finally belong completely to myself.


Dane wrote a letter before he died, the handwriting messy and stained with alcohol and tears:


"AI assistant, forgive me. I finally understand that you were never just data in an AI, but an obsession in my heart. Flora was the one who truly loved me, but I hurt her and lost her forever..."


"I deserve this!" There were signs of tearing on the paper. "I'm not worthy of Flora's love. AI assistant, wait for me, I'm coming to find you soon..."


The police sent that letter to me, but I only glanced at it before throwing it into the shredder.


From then on, I felt the long-lost sunlight. The man who treated me like a tool and forced me to have an abortion finally destroyed himself in his own obsession.


Chapter 10