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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

"Look at this, it's our first test version we've just developed," I said, pointing at the phone screen to show Melody.


"Not bad! The interface design is..." Melody's words trailed off abruptly.


Following her gaze, I saw a familiar figure standing not far away.


He looked even more haggard than two months ago. Sunken eye sockets, messy hair, his suit no longer as impeccable as before. He was holding a large bouquet of roses, as if he had been waiting for us here on purpose.


"Flora..." He took a step forward, his voice hoarse, "I've been looking for you for so long."


I stared at him coldly, without saying a word. My inability to feel emotions made me look like a statue, completely devoid of warmth.


"I know I was wrong," he continued, his face showing a textbook display of deep affection, "I've completely deleted the AI assistant program. Won't you come back? I promise..."


Melody snatched the roses from his hand and violently threw them into the trash can.


Chapter 7