After My Mission Failed, I Stopped Loving Him

Synopsis

"Ding! Target Jude Shelton's affection drops to -100. Mission failed. Penalty activated right away. Host's capacity for love is erased. All memories will remain." A cold mechanical voice rang in my head the moment I was wheeled out of the delivery room, barely alive after giving birth to Jude's child. The anesthesia was wearing off, and the cut on my abdomen felt like someone had sawn through me with a dull knife. I was freezing. Sweat soaked my hair, plastering it to my pale face. A nurse brought the baby over to him, her voice bright with excitement. "Mr. Shelton, congratulations. It's a healthy baby boy, weighting six pounds, eight ounces." Jude didn't even spare the child a glance. He stared at me instead, his handsome face twisted with pure rage. He said, "Isabelle, do you think you can tie me down with a baby? You disgust me." His voice was colder than the air in the operating room. Something in my chest went hollow. Every shred of pain and every bit of the seven-year obsession I had of him was all drained out of me like a tide pulling back. The world went eerily quiet. I looked at him calmly, like he was a program glitching out. I said, "If you don't want the baby, you can send him to an orphanage. And here you go. This is the divorce agreement. I already signed." I pulled out the document I'd placed under my pillow long ago and handed it to him.