My husband, Adrian, and I are known for our mutual hatred. I just suggested we sleep in separate rooms, but then I saw a row of comments floating in the air. [Is the female side character stupid? Bringing up separate rooms out of the blue is suspicious.] [Over a hundred chapters in and still sleeping separately? This story is meaningless without some action.] [Don't worry, sis. After the male lead agrees, the side character tries to elope with her boy toy. The male lead goes dark, and they'll be doing it non-stop.] [But the male lead has such long fingers... I'm afraid she won't be able to handle it.] Terrified, I scrambled back under the covers and quickly changed my tune: "Actually, let's keep sleeping together. I think I kinda like you." Hearing my insincere words, Adrian chuckled in disbelief. "Playing with me again?" 1 "Don't you like it when I play with you?" My fingertips traced down his collarbone. Adrian's abs tensed up immediately, his breathing growing heavy. "Ha, I'm not one of the fish in your pond. You think I'll take the bait that easily?" The comments in front of me scrolled frantically. [Male lead, keep being stubborn. Every time she teases you, you kiss her.] [Honestly, the male lead's body is nosebleed-worthy. Broad shoulders, narrow waist. I'd trade souls with her just for the free luxury cars and mansions.] [Why are you so greedy upstairs?] [Ahhh, don't stop! Look at the veins popping on his abs! He's losing control!] I yanked my hand back, cheeks burning. My flustered expression didn't escape Adrian. He chuckled, leaning in to lock eyes with me. Those bottomless eyes seemed to see right through me. "Scarlett, didn't you want to kill me before?" "Why so forward all of a sudden?" 2 Adrian was right; I did want to kill him before. We were the famous "hate couple" of high society. After a wild night, we were forced to get married. Post-marriage, we were at each other's throats, exploiting every weakness. He cut off my numerous romantic prospects; I embarrassed him publicly multiple times. But everyone gets tired of fighting eventually. I didn't want to battle Adrian anymore, so I planned to elope with a college student under the cover of night. After all, he was a 20-year-old innocent college boy. Until a few minutes ago, when I saw the comments. To avoid being investigated, I tearfully abandoned my elopement plan. Seeing my silence, Adrian's aggressively handsome face suddenly leaned in, millimeters from my lips. The air was thick with tension. I snapped back to reality, blushing as I spouted nonsense: "I just recently realized you're actually pretty great. Handsome, fit, and willing to spend money on me." "Compared to those flowers outside?" "No exaggeration, those mediocre guys don't compare to one ten-thousandth of you." Adrian stared at me, a fake smile on his face. "Is that so? Then delete all those male models from your WeChat." I froze. Adrian really had to say things that made me want to die in the most ambiguous moments. Under his murderous gaze, I deleted over a dozen male models. Adrian raised an eyebrow. "Not deleting the college boy? Saving him for your elopement tonight?" My hand trembled. Adrian really knew everything. I secretly thanked my lucky stars that I saw those comments before eloping. I painfully deleted the college boy's contact. The corner of Adrian's mouth lifted slightly as he ruffled my hair. "Good girl." I ignored him. I just buried my face in his massive chest muscles and secretly wiped my tears. 3 While Adrian took a cold shower, I quietly opened another chat app. I messaged X: [Hey, it's night... the photo...] X was the white moonlight I'd been longing for over seven years, my first love. Although it was just an online relationship, he saved me time and again. When my stepmother beat me within an inch of my life, he called the police, saving me. When I couldn't afford surgery and was desperate, he paid for it. If not for that night with Adrian, maybe X and I... A notification pulled me back. X: [I'll take it in a bit.] He suddenly asked: [Scarlett, who do you like more, me or him?] I knew "him" meant Adrian. I didn't hesitate: [Do you even need to ask? I like you, not Adrian. No matter how good he is, I'll never like him.] Read, no reply. I said I liked him, why is he mad again? Men are so hard to understand. The comments scrolled. [Tsk tsk, X is jealous even of this?] [I always look forward to X's thirst traps. Is he not sending one today because he's mad? I'm gonna cry.] *[I ship the side character with the male lead, but her and X are cute too. Whatever, I'll ship anything. Besides, the male lead and X are both ***.] [Another spoiler alert taken away. RIP sister.] Based on my extensive reading experience, the censored words were probably... sexual. My brain spun. Well-endowed? Good in bed? Or... My cheeks burned, and I couldn't stop smiling. Oh my, what could it be? So hard to guess. Since X wasn't replying, I watched the comments to pass the time. From the comments, I pieced together the plot of the novel. I was in a melodramatic romance novel. Adrian was the male lead, Sophia was the female lead, and I was just cannon fodder to push their relationship forward. After the female lead returned from abroad, my hate turned to love for the male lead, and I tried everything to stop them from being together. I humiliated the female lead, framed her for stealing company secrets, causing misunderstandings. Eventually, the male lead discovered my evil deeds and had an epiphany. His last bit of affection for me vanished, realizing he truly loved the female lead. He sent me to prison, where I couldn't handle life and bashed my head against the wall, dying. I stared at my death description for a few seconds. This side character's fate was too pathetic, wasn't it? [Side character, stop daydreaming! Look at your phone, X sent the photo.] I snapped back and opened the photo. My face went red instantly. The photo was taken in a bathroom. The man wore only a loose towel around his waist. Broad shoulders, narrow waist, pecs and abs on full display. The veins on his lower abdomen were faintly visible in the mist, making my heart race. The comments exploded. [As expected of X, quality is always top-tier. Pant pant, licking the screen.] [Bro, sorry for what I did to your photo.] [The side character is eating good tonight!] [Thank you, side character. Just say the word, and we'll vote you as the new female lead.] [No need. With all the evil things she does later, making her the lead would be disgusting.] [But she's not following the plot now, is she?] 4 Early the next morning, the phone rang, waking me up. It was the college boy. I hung up in a panic. "Who was that?" Startled, I turned to look at Adrian. He was in a black suit, tall and slender. Behind gold-rimmed glasses, his peach blossom eyes were lazy yet sharp—full "refined scum" vibes. I lied: "Spam call." Adrian frowned. The comments scrolled. [Oh no, male lead's darkness level is rising.] [Better flirt a little to survive.] I grabbed Adrian's tie, forcing him to bend down to eye level, and stared straight at him. "What? You think another man called?" "Jealous?" A blush crept up Adrian's ears, and his breathing grew heavy. He looked down, avoiding my gaze, voice icy: "Ha, only you could come up with such a clumsy seduction." Despite his words, he let me pull his tie like a leash. I traced circles on his chest with my fingertip, feigning frustration. "Oh well, I'm definitely not as smart as you. "So, Adrian. "Do you like clumsy seductions or not?" Adrian froze. He was silent for a moment, but seeing my expectant gaze, he rasped: "I like it." The comments went wild. [What has she turned the male lead into?] [Suddenly reminded of a fitting line: As long as I can stay by the young miss's side, I'll do anything, even be her dog.] [Forget the male lead, I'm falling for the side character. Who doesn't love a beautiful, flirtatious bad girl?] I leaned in close, millimeters from his lips, teasing him. Adrian's Adam's apple bobbed, his heartbeat audible. Just as he closed his eyes, I held up my phone: "Adrian, it's 8:30." Implying he needed to go to work. Adrian laughed angrily, desire still burning in his eyes. "Playing me?" I shrugged nonchalantly: "Not the first time." Adrian adjusted his tie. "I'll be back at six. You can play however you want then." The comments were full of innuendo. [Is this "play" innocent? Sounds dirty to me.] [But the male lead's fingers are so long, I feel like she won't be able to handle tonight.] [Who said long fingers are bad? They're amazing.]
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