Who's Crying Now, Ex-Husband?

Chapter 435

The little robot had no idea what to do.

This time, there was no villain to defeat, no damsel in distress to rescue. Feeling helpless, the little robot shaped the man's heart into a model identical to its own and told him, "If you can't say what's on your mind, then at least give your true heart to her."

And with that, the little robot left.

It wasn't until many years later that it met the handsome man again. The man was dying. The heart-shaped model he held shattered to pieces on the ground. Only then did the little robot realize: the man's intense hatred and selfishness had wrapped his heart in a shell of lies.

He lost everything.

At the end, the man turned to the little robot and said, "I failed. Promise me, you'll reach the moon."

The little robot buried the man and sat by his grave for a long time, gazing up at the moon, always hanging high overhead. Its iron eyes whirred softly. "Oh, moon," it wondered, "I've been chasing you for so long-will you ever stop and wait for me?"

The story stretched on and on, with the little robot chasing the moon endlessly. Then, one day, the comic just stopped.

That was when Mila realized-

The updates had stopped two years ago. She remembered that time-Lysander had left the country. Back then, she assumed he'd gone to find Giselle.

But now, it seemed that wasn't the case at all.

She kept scrolling down. The comic was almost at its final panel. Not long before, the little robot, exhausted from walking, had realized it would never reach the moon on foot. So, it went to find a mechanic, who crafted a pair of gleaming white wings for it.

What if I could fly?

Even though the wings were unstable, the little robot still beat them bravely and soared toward the moon.

Closer and closer-

But at the last moment, the wings shattered, and the little robot plummeted into the sea.

by Lysander, forced into submission, and finally lashed out-injuring him so badly he

stunned, unable

an adventure comic at all. It was her whole life, written out in metaphor-her history with Lysander,

was reality, and not

parts that weren't real-they were the man's desperate wishes, full of longing

she finished, all that remained inside her was a barren

what she was supposed to feel. Mila exited the comic app, absently scrolled down,

a few days

the charity gala, Daphne had

The wings shattered.

little robot fell

across the dark waves, and was swallowed by the

and fall

saw the moon re-form on the water's surface. In that moment, the little robot suddenly understood: the moon

its battered metal shell, making it shine despite all its scars. Even when clouds covered the sky, a little light always

moon, desperate to reach it, the moon had

over

the realization came

robot

adorned with lemon blossoms. With the last of its strength, the robot looked up at the moonlight and spoke the

for

"You are my moon."

vision. Only now did

as a

love him anymore, but even so, she still thought he was just as unreachable

always be

she finally understood: in Lysander's heart, she had

and deeply