My Husband Stole My Lifespan for His Ex
Language: en
Suddenly, a death countdown appeared on the back of every human's hand worldwide. My husband, Derek, had one year left. His ex-girlfriend, Valentina, had only one day. Derek knelt at my feet, tears streaming down his face. “Ayla! You have sixty years! What's the big deal about sharing a little with her?!” I stayed silent. The next second, he and Valentina pounced on me like rabid animals, pinning me down! A cold device pierced my wrist—an illegal time transfer apparatus. I watched helplessly as the numbers representing my life plummeted wildly: Sixty years, fifty years, ten years, one…