I Choose Death Over Your Belated Love

"The Parker sisters' and the heroine's affection levels have reached 95%! Your mission to marry the heroine, Sophie Walker, is complete! Congratulations on completing the mission! Once your body dies, you will be able to return to the real world and receive a reward of 100 million dollars!"

I suppressed a surge of excitement; finally, I could go back.

My oldest sister, Emily Parker, and my third sister, Iris Parker, would stay behind and keep William Reed company. They had sent my second sister, Scarlett Parker, to drag me back home.

I subconsciously glanced at Scarlett, who was beside me.

She had a foul expression on her face when she got into the car, as if she would rather be anywhere but here.

But then, when she received a message from William, she finally smiled.

Noticing my gaze, she quickly locked her phone and frowned. "What? Haven't you had enough? You're still thinking about going back and ruining Sophie and Will's relationship? Will is still young, and he's already been through so much. Why can't you just leave them alone?"

I clenched my fingers tightly and put on a self-mocking smile.

In terms of age, I was actually a year younger than William.

Perhaps noticing my grim expression, Scarlett suddenly let out a sigh. "Just apologize to Will for all this. Being stubborn won't do you good."

She reached out to pat my head, but I subtly avoided her and asked, "Why should I be the one apologizing? What did I even do wrong?"

Scarlett's hand froze. Then, she said in annoyance, "Adrian! Don't push your luck!"

I closed my eyes. Even if I were just completing missions, I still felt a bond with them after all these years.

I truly felt bad for them because of how sincere they were, too.

But now, it was all history.

"After Will is done with his competition, you are to come with us and apologize to him."

I didn't say another word. I simply confirmed with the System in my mind, "So I get to go back once this body dies?"

"That is correct," the System replied.

I slowly exhaled, then peered out the window at our surroundings.

After making sure that no bystanders would be harmed, I unlocked the door and threw it open.

Scarlett, who had been chattering away, let out a scream. "Ade, what are you doing?"

Ignoring her, I leaped out without hesitation.

The biting wind whipped against my face as a sudden wave of weightlessness hit me.

I squeezed my eyes shut, but I wasn't afraid at all.

But in the next second, I felt someone suddenly yanking me.

I found myself in that person's arms as we hurtled toward the bushes along the side of the road.

As the world spun around me, I heard a pained groan.

We tumbled a few times before coming to a stop.

The person holding me was bleeding from cuts from the branches, but I was completely unharmed.

I looked up, meeting Scarlett's terrified gaze as I said in a calm tone, "Let go."

Staring at my indifferent expression, Scarlett yelled, "Just a few remarks, and you're already jumping out of a moving car? We've spoiled you way too much! You're trying to get our attention again, aren't you? Stop playing those little games!"

I didn't respond as I peeled her hands off me.

Getting up, I looked around and spotted a black car speeding in our direction.

I said, "I was the one who got in the way. Please take care of the repairs."

With that, I threw myself in front of the car.

"Ade!" Scarlett screamed in despair. She struggled to get up, but it was still too late.

I was filled with hope as I anticipated my own death.

I knew that I would die not long after I returned to the real world, but even so, I didn't want to spend another second in this world.

The brakes screeched, and the black car came to a sudden stop.

I staggered backward, falling into Scarlett's arms. She had managed to rush over.

"You're crazy! Adrian, have you actually lost your mind?" Scarlett's eyes reddened as her fingers felt my face and shoulders. "Did you get hit? Are you hurt? Tell me!"

It was another failed attempt. I lowered my gaze in disappointment.

I caught sight of Scarlett's leg. The cuff of her pants was already drenched in blood.

Obviously, it was a severe injury, and she was still actively bleeding.

If it were before, I would've been so heartbroken that I would've wished to take her place.

But at that moment, I simply looked away without emotion. "What? Do I need your permission to die?"