After His Awakening

Stanley Meyer and I were the main leads of a sappy school romance novel. We were childhood sweethearts with a bond stronger than iron and steel.

Everyone thought that I'd be Mrs. Meyer in the future despite the fact that I was the daughter of the Meyers' housekeeper.

That was, until I personally witnessed Stanley making out with Tina West, Gerard West's illegitimate daughter who has just returned from abroad. He even put the emerald pendant, which was supposed to be a keepsake from my grandma, on her neck carefully.

I was overwhelmed trying to figure out this unexpected variable outside the plot. But Stanley decided to imprison me in a mental asylum instead.

"It's better for you to wake up from that daydream of yours. I'm sick of hearing you prattle about the male and female leads for so many years. Only when Tina is by my side do I feel a sense of freedom."

The torture I was forced to undergo in the mental asylum was too much for me to handle. My only salvation was the spare time I got to scribble down the original plotline of this novel.

When Stanley found out, however, he torched my drafts instantly. He even went as far as to poison the glass I drink from.

Before I died, I heard his icy voice.

"Tina will continue to live her life in fear as long as someone in this world remembers the original plot. That's why you must die for her sake."

When I woke up again, I'd returned to the day I witnessed Stanley and Tina making out with each other. Everyone around me wore various expressions, though they collectively decided to stay quiet.

I was the one who shattered the silence by raising my glass with a smile. "I wish you a lifetime of happiness."

Stanley Meyer's eyes were dark as he looked at me. A suggestive trace of moisture still lingered on his thin lips.

I avoided his gaze, lowered my eyes, and took a sip of wine. Bitterness spread from my throat into my chest.

Tina West's face was full of amusement. With a knowing look, she said, "Dawn, you're really generous, but I've been abroad for years, so I can't quite tell whether your kindness is genuine or just an act."

The others quickly joined in.

"Yeah, Dawn is always going on about leading men and women, isn't she? She even said Stanley would definitely marry her and they'd grow old happily together!"

I dug my nails into my palm and tried to keep my voice calm as I said, "Those are just some childish jokes from when I was young and foolish. Just take it as a passing amusement.

"I see clearly now that Mr. Meyer and Ms. West are truly made for each other. A perfect match in every way."

Stanley let out a scoff and looked over at me with disdain.

"Is that so? Dawn, you'd better not be trying anything funny."

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