Tail Tone

In her pursuit of saving enough money to return home, Hannah found herself playing the role of the "first-love" character in a beloved novel. Originally, this character was a typical stand-in supporting actress, taking on various substitutes for the female lead as dictated by the male protagonists, such as donating kidneys or sparing road for the female lead, which she all agreed. Eventually, the original character succumbed to the pressure, turning dark and meeting a tragic demise with a disfigured face on the streets after being killed by the male protagonists.
Hannah's task was to follow this grim plotline and achieve the tragic story's intended outcome. However, in the eyes of George River, she was merely a substitute he had enlisted—an entity dependent on him. When his true love returned, he callously abandoned the woman who deeply loved him. Later, he regretted his decision, only to discover that the once-begging woman was now surrounded by various exceptional men.
The individuals who had previously used her as a shield—the movie king, the ambitious young actor who climbed over her for his ideal goddess, and the president who regretted his actions upon regaining his memory—all found themselves humbly pleading for her affection: "Hannah, the one I love is you." Confused by the sudden turn of events, Hannah observed her bank account steadily growing and stumbled upon a newfound skill for crafting tragic stories.
As the main antagonist who successfully survived until the end of the story, Arnold Simmons was ruthless, dark, and violent. In his eyes, Hannah appeared to be the most naive woman he had ever encountered, her thoughts consumed solely by love. Witnessing her continuous deception by those around her, Arnold eventually reached a breaking point and seized her, declaring, "Stay by my side; let me handle your tasks."
[A seemingly fragile flower with an inner strength, Daughter of the Sea, crosses paths with an obsessed, dark, and sinister antagonist who contemplates disrupting the pond of bred fish every day.]

No Substitutes for the Bigshots' Dream Girl Anymore!

More than half of her outer garment had been peeled off, loosely hanging on her arm. Only a white inner garment remained intact, through which her undergarments could faintly be seen.


Arnold Simmons was taken aback, realizing that traditional attire came in a set.


He awkwardly redirected his gaze, but Hannah was clinging to him in fear of falling again.


She seemed genuinely frightened, her voice trembling, "Mr. Simmons, I was wrong, I like you, I like it when you're kind to me. No one else will do."


Hannah's small face was flushed and the porcelain white skin bore a faint pink tint. Her lightly bitten red lips were full and tempting.


Arnold's breathing quickened. He intended to teach the young girl a lesson but, unexpectedly, he found himself suffering instead.


He closed the window, "There's won't be a next time."


Hannah cuddled him tightly and sounded weak, "Arnold, I'm thirsty."


The man looked down at the woman in his arms, "What did you call me?"


Chapter 401: I'm Suffering Too