The Day My Daughter Chose Her Over Me - Chapter 2: Chapter 2

The father and his two sons—once bitter rivals—were destined to tear each other apart over the heroine. But I stepped in and changed their fate.
In the end, the eldest took the reins of the family empire, while the youngest earned his place at an elite university.
Yet at the company's annual gala, both brothers stood before the Chairman, pleading for their father to marry the widowed heroine and name her the family's heiress.
"Dad and Sister Lydia have already lost ten years. Mom, you should be the bigger person."
On my husband's wedding day, I didn't make a scene. Instead, I called upon the long-dormant System.
"Get me out of this hellhole."
I stood in the pouring rain, the bridge already crumbled behind me, old love songs crackling from roadside speakers until the last note dissolved into silence.
Then I stepped forward—into the freezing, merciless river.
I was a strategist, sent to save the antagonist and his family from destroying themselves over the heroine.
The cruel irony? The moment the original male lead died, my husband and sons couldn't wait to bring his widow into our home.
The System's voice chimed in: [Master, mission failed. Once your body here perishes, your real-world self will wake. But your time is almost up. Are you sure you want to leave?]
I gave the faintest nod. With what little I had left, I just wanted to be with the people who truly mattered.