I thought I married a broken man… until the end of the world proved he WAS the disaster.#apocalypse

She transmigrated as the villainous ex-wife and tried to run for her life—only to realize the "pitiful, gloomy guy" she married isn't a broken man at all. He's the living, breathing world-ending disaster. And now… is it too late to return him? The moment Qiao Shushu transmigrates into a doomsday novel, she's already holding divorce papers. Her new identity? The universally hated, abusive ex-wife of the male lead—the same woman who gets brutally killed first when the apocalypse hits. So she does the smart thing: rips up the papers, plasters on a sweet smile, and swears she'll be a good, loving wife. She plays the redemption route perfectly. Soft words. Fierce loyalty. Fake-but-sincere devotion. But as time passes, something feels wrong. The plot never arrives. And his eyes grow darker, more possessive, more tender. Even when she tries to run away, he stops her without a sound. Then one day, a special agency knocks on her door. "Ms. Qiao, please do not abandon the apocalypse. That would be… catastrophic for human civilization." She turns around. The "pitiful little victim" is holding back writhing, restless tentacles behind his back. And smiling at her. Gently. #IThoughtIWasTamingTheMaleLead #TurnsOutIAmTheLeashForTheApocalypse #Romance #DoomsdayPossessiveRedemption