The Love Guide for the Supporting Female Character

I woke up as the villainess in a classic billionaire romance novel – the kind of villainess who falls desperately in love with the male lead and spirals into madness for him.

In order to win the male lead’s heart, I used every means possible, even going as far as marrying his mentally challenged younger brother.

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I found myself trapped in an over-the-top drama about the wealthy elite, reborn as the manipulative side character who once had a shot with the male lead, Ethan Shaw.

Ethan had been pressured by his grandfather to abandon his true love, Elizabeth Miller, and marry the orphaned heiress of the Monroe family, Delia Monroe.

Elizabeth, desperate to win Ethan over, resorted to every trick imaginable, weaving a web of misunderstandings and driving a wedge between Ethan and Delia. Her schemes led to Delia’s physical and emotional suffering.

But the story took a turn. Elizabeth’s plans backfired, and in a twist of fate, she ended up in bed with Ethan’s mentally challenged younger brother, Henry Shaw, eventually being forced into a loveless marriage with him.

Of course, the drama didn’t end there.

Ethan pursued Delia in an intense “chase the runaway bride” arc, and they ultimately reconciled, ending the story with a blissful, happy-ever-after.

As for Elizabeth? She descended into madness from jealousy, abusing her husband and attempting to kidnap Delia. Her wicked actions finally led to her spending the rest of her life behind bars.

The moment I took over Elizabeth’s body, I was standing in front of Ethan’s bedroom, dressed in a delicate white dress that reached my knees, holding a cup of “hangover tea” I’d prepared for him.

I realized I’d jumped into the story at a pivotal moment – right in the latter half of the book.

Ethan had just returned from a business trip and had coincidentally seen Delia having dinner with another man, their gestures intimate. Misunderstanding the situation, Ethan was consumed by jealousy. He and Delia had a huge argument, leaving things on a sour note.

Ethan was now locked in his room, drowning his sorrows with alcohol, probably wallowing in misery.

In the original story, Elizabeth seized this opportunity to comfort him, using the hangover tea as an excuse to enter his room.

With her gentle demeanor and sweet words, she coaxed him into bed, and under the influence of alcohol, Ethan gave in. They spent the night together, and the next morning, Delia walked in, catching them in the act.

Heartbroken, Delia fled in tears, and this incident created an insurmountable chasm between her and Ethan.

Recalling Delia’s original actions, I couldn’t help but roll my eyes. “Seriously, what kind of delusional, lovesick logic is that? Here she was, a rich, beautiful, and intelligent heiress – why obsess over some womanizing CEO? Is she out of her mind?”

Without a second thought, I lifted the cup of tea and downed it myself, quickly turning to leave.

But as I reached the second floor, I felt something was off.

My face grew hot, and my entire body felt like it was burning. It was as if a fiery blaze was igniting from within.

I froze, staring down at the empty cup in my hand, suddenly realizing what had happened.

Damn it.

Turns out, Elizabeth really was as devious as they came. She’d laced the hangover tea with some potent drugs!

Why hadn’t the book mentioned this crucial detail?

Feeling dizzy and feverish, I staggered down the stairs, clutching the wall, hoping to find a housekeeper who could help me get to the hospital.

But I could barely manage a few steps before my legs gave out.

I stumbled into an open doorway, and just as I was about to collapse, I saw him.

A man stood with his back to me, shirtless, towel-drying his hair.

Sweat dripped down my forehead, and as the effects of the drug intensified, my vision became increasingly blurred.

I couldn’t make out the man’s features, but just before I lost consciousness, I charged forward and tackled him to the ground…