
The mission failed, and I was trapped in the world of the task. My assignment was to help the rising star, Silas Sterling, ascend to the throne of Best Actor. After the failure, I followed the system’s directive and chose the hardworking second lead, Zephyr Sinclair. The next time I saw Silas was months later, at the fierce competition for the Best Actor title. He stared at Zephyr, standing beside me, his eyes bloodshot with rage. “Luna Roslyn, in this lifetime, you will only ever make me the Best Actor.” His grip on my hand tightened, but then, something strange happened. I suddenly heard his thoughts. “Ugh… Honey doesn’t want me anymore.” Wait—did the system just give me a mind-reading buff?

Everyone I know says that Ethan Vance has spoiled me beyond measure. But alas, he's a heartbreaker. And as for me, I have my own moon.

On the first day of being transmigrated into the book, the female lead takes her husband abroad. My scumbag of a husband chases after the car, gets hit, and is left in the hospital, his life hanging in the balance. I plan to kick the scumbag to the curb and live my life as a wealthy single woman. But I didn’t expect that, once he woke up, he would refuse to agree to a divorce no matter what. I activate my mind-reading ability, listening to him complain about my “devoted puppy dog” persona, yet he still smiles and calls me "Honey." Ha, scumbag. You’re watching the female lead run away, but now you want to drag me down to finish out this miserable life with you! I turn around and go for the bar’s male model, living it up in style. But my scumbag of a husband, crying and begging me to come back, swears that his pursuit of me was just a system mission, and that he’s genuinely in love with me.