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!

He instinctively clenched his hand tighter.


His brows and eyes were lowered, as if he was anticipating something.


Hannah paused for a moment, her gaze moving downward to rest on that tightly fisted hand.


She began to smile, her voice warm and soft, "Arnold, were you just thinking about me..."


The words that followed were not fit for children.


Arnold's body tensed instantly, somewhat groggy, his heartbeat quickened—thud, thud, thud—resounding as if it was right next to his ear.


But Hannah caught his hand, urging him not to lie.


He sighed, yielding, "Yeah, I thought about it for a moment."


Hannah leaned against his shoulder and nuzzled him gently, her voice quiet and soft like a whisper, "Arnold, you can think about it many more times."


Arnold grasped it tightly, unable to resist squeezing it gently, his voice husky, "I'll think about it later."


Chapter 1403: Thinking a Lot