Synopsis
I thought I was the protagonist. That is, until I witnessed the male lead, Whisler, cheating and realized this was the pre-remake version of the novel. Until I understood that the so-called angel of society had painted me as the villainess.
A protagonist? Not even close—I was barely a supporting character. A saintess? No, I had become the villainess.
Damn it.
Just when despair consumed me, a man appeared before me.
“I didn’t say much. Only that Whisler’s a bastard.”
“A bastard…?”
“Yeah, but not like he’s an animal. I meant it as an insult. He’s not cute, not worth raising—just a bastard.”
It was Herace Gray.
To be precise, the male lead’s crazy older brother, Herace Gray.
I think I just found my way out of this doomed fate.
To gain publicity in the newspapers and change my reputation, I began a contract relationship with Herace. But day after day, he kept surprising me.
“I could be Philena’s second, or even her dog. But how about our noble, cunning little brother?”
For someone who had always lived a dull life, he gave me reasons to look forward to tomorrow.
“My dear girlfriend, shall we kiss?”
……Meanwhile, Whisler began acting strangely. He refused to break up with me and tried to drive a wedge between Herace and me.
“My brother’s always been like this.”
“Always been smart, I suppose?”
“No. Always been reckless. He’s had that snake-like tongue since childhood, luring people to his side.”
“Snake-like tongue, you say? A born talent, then.”
Seeing Herace’s brilliance from such a young age, I couldn’t help but feel envious. As I pressed my lips tightly together, Whisler stared at me and let out a strange breath.
An abrupt silence followed.
……Why? Was this a symptom of an impending heart attack?
