She Falls for an Emotionless Me

On the day when Sophia Davis and Lewis Rodgers openly declared their love, the system determined that I had failed my mission and stripped me of all my emotions.

Since then, I could no longer feel the pain of betrayal and lived freely.

She, however, cried while I was painting for someone else, snatched the paintbrush, and sobbed, "You said you only love me. How can you not love me anymore?"

But I just furrowed my brow and was not clear why she was crying.

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When Sophia Davis and Lewis Rodgers officially announced their engagement, the system determined that my mission had failed.

Its mechanical electronic voice lingered in my mind. A sudden intense pain struck me, and I fell to the ground, staring fixedly at the live broadcast on the television.

Sophia personally presented an award to Lewis.

The two embraced and held hands on the stage. Then, Lewis smiled and answered reporters' questions.

Under the spotlight, they looked exceptionally well-matched.

A reporter jokingly asked Sophia, "Have you been waiting for Lewis to win this award all these years?"

The Davis family had been known for generations as a family of art and literature, and anyone who wanted to join them must have comparable strength. Today, the award that Lewis received was just enough for him to join the Davis family.

Sophia gently took Lewis' arm. "It's not about waiting but moving forward together. Our relationship, just like in the painting Pursuit, is blatantly passionate. Whether he has this award or not, I will love him."

All the reporters were shocked.

Lewis looked at Sophia gratefully. Although she said that reputation didn't matter, this was the first time she openly acknowledged him.

Family status always required a match, especially since Lewis did not have the same background as me.

That painting appeared on the screen behind the two of them.

My gaze involuntarily shifted to it. With its surrealistic techniques and intense yet delicate emotions, it was the best piece I had ever painted in my life.

It was also the only one that I begged Sophia not to take away.

Ever since Lewis' hands were crippled, whenever he wanted something, he would shed a few tears, and Sophia would agree to his requests.

He said, "Sophia, if I get this painting, I will win an award, and then I will be worthy of you.

"Sophia, after I win the award, I won't need him to paint. To prevent the world from finding out, you will help me, won't you?"

Sophia and I looked at each other for a while, and she let out a soft sigh.

"Ethan, this is what you owe him."

So my right hand was crippled, and I was imprisoned in a villa.

The world only knew that the Miller family had fallen, that Ethan Miller had retired from painting three years ago due to a hand injury, and that Lewis had emerged as a dark horse during this period.

Now, with my works, he had gained both fame and fortune, and he could even marry into the Davis family.

How ridiculous.

I let out a stiff smile in front of the screen and then gave up.

"System,...