He pretended to love me for thirteen years to save Moonlight.

I found myself in a novel as the malicious supporting character.

But I haven't done anything wrong. I've even become friends with the heroine and married the gentle second lead.

I always thought I was happy until I stumbled upon my husband's diary.

It turns out he was reborn. All these years of kindness were just to prevent me from harming the heroine...

1

Holding the pregnancy test result and touching the tiny life inside me, I felt an unprecedented sense of security.

I've been living in this world for 13 years, and at this moment, it feels like I've finally found a complete sense of belonging and attachment.

I transmigrated into this novel world after my death, becoming the malicious supporting character with the same name as mine.

But I thought I was lucky.

I arrived before the story unfolded, so I hadn't done anything to wrong the main characters.

In fact, because of the female lead's cheerful personality, we became best friends who could talk about anything.

I turned into a guardian of love, encouraging her to pursue her romantic interests actively, watching her fall in love with the male lead, and sending her off as a bridesmaid when she married the man she loved.

The female lead is the second person I want to share my good news with; as for the first, it's obviously my husband.

My husband, Declan, was originally the gentle second male lead in the novel, always silently protecting the female lead.

Perhaps due to the butterfly effect of my changes, he no longer follows the female lead but focuses all his attention and affection on me.

Walking together for 13 years, I truly felt loved, so I married for love without hesitation.

Now, our little family is about to welcome a new life, and I can't wait to share this good news with him.

2

I thought about it, and instead of saying it directly, I decided to let him discover it himself. I sneaked into the study, sat in his chair, and casually opened a drawer.

An old notebook caught my eye. It stood out because it didn't match the neat and uniform files around it.

It should have been at the bottom, but a corner was accidentally exposed in the owner's rush.

I carefully picked up the notebook and couldn't help but laugh.

It was the type of girly notebook cover we used in our school days, worn with age, but the owner likely opened it frequently to record things, as the edges were curled, and the pages were yellowed.

We never had secrets between us as a couple, so I opened it without any hesitation.

On the title page was written in large English handwriting: Forever Love. I lowered my head with a shy smile, my face flushing.

Could this be a love letter he wrote for me? I took out the pregnancy test result, planning to place it inside.

I wanted to give him my most precious "love letter."

I carefully opened the first page and was instantly dumbfounded—my eternal love, Cora. Cora is the female lead in the story.

Suddenly, I felt my blood reverse, and my whole body...