Give Another Man a Baby

In the third year of our marriage, my wife decided to undergo artificial insemination for her cancer-stricken, unattainable love.

I opposed the idea, declaring that I would die if she chose to proceed with it.

But she slapped the divorce papers right in front of me with a disgusted look, shouting, "He is dying! Can't you put an end to your selfishness and lies?"

In the end, my efforts faltered, leading to the system's punishment of forcing me to jump from the 18th floor.

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"Jerry Ward, it's just artificial insemination. I'm not going to have sex with Matthew Cooper. Why can't you be a little less selfish? He is an only son. Can you bear to see his family name end with him?"

"Matthew is terminally ill with cancer. I want to give him a baby so that his parents can have some emotional solace. Am I wrong for wanting that? If you can't accept it, then we might as well get a divorce."

Betty Ross, my wife, uttered these words with such emotion that her face flushed a vivid red. I stared at her in disbelief, stunned that she would even ask for a divorce.

"Betty, what if I tell you I will die if you leave me?"

I desperately hoped this would awaken her conscience.

"Then go ahead and die."

Betty yelled at me through gritted teeth as she slammed the door behind her.

A bitter smile crossed my lips. What did I even mean to her?

After eight years of marriage, she had never once considered having a baby with me. Yet now, she was ready to pursue this for her unattainable love, even if it meant engaging in artificial insemination with him.

How ridiculous! This was so corny, and yet I was just a supporting role in this campy drama.

"Host, your mission will fail if you cannot persuade the female lead to abandon artificial insemination."

The cold mechanical voice jolted me into reality.

Yeah, if I failed to convince her, then I had to leap from the 18th floor.

This was the fate the system had assigned me. It wasn't that I truly wished to threaten Betty with my life.

After some thoughts, I believed I had been loyal to Betty. But why did she harbor such animosity toward me?

Oh, perhaps it was because she had initially married me out of spite for her unattainable love, hoping to use me as a pawn to provoke him.

However, once we were married, she discovered that any future with him was now impossible, so she blamed me for everything.

Holding onto the last glimmer of hope, I reached for my phone and dialed her number, but the call was abruptly cut off after just three rings.

Maybe she was driving!

After all, I had warned her countless times to avoid answering while on the road. Well, I would wait a while before trying again.

Half an hour later, I picked up my phone again and called her, but the result was the same. After three rings, silence followed.

She should be at the hospital within half an hour since it was not far from our home.

Then she might... I dare not think further. Then I frantically dialed her number.

After a dozen attempts, the grim realization struck me. ...