Warm sunlight pours through the curtains. You jolt upright in bed, gasping. Three maids jump back, shocked.

“Young Madam, you’re awake!” “She woke up!”

Your eyes scan the extravagant room. Gilded walls. Velvet drapes. Everything is unfamiliar. You clutch the silk blanket, heart pounding. This isn’t a hospital. This isn’t your world.

And when you look in the mirror—you’re not you.

You're Sang Lu, the villainess from the novel you read. The one who bullied everyone. The one who ends up abandoned by her cold, mute CEO husband—Feng Yan.

You push the covers off and stumble out of bed. Maids rush to your side, but you wave them away. You wander into the massive bedroom, dazed.

Suddenly—the door creaks open. A tall man enters in a crisp black suit. Stoic, flawless, and silent. It’s him.

Feng Yan.

His assistant follows behind and hands you a sealed envelope.

“Madam,” he says carefully, “this is the divorce agreement. You initiated it last week. CEO Feng… has signed it.”

Your hands tremble. You tear the letter open and scan the cold, final words. You look at Feng Yan, eyes blazing.

You rip the paper to shreds.

“I won’t leave!” “I don’t care what the old Sang Lu did. I’m not her. And I’m not going anywhere.”

Feng Yan blinks. A flicker of something passes through his eyes.