The Villainess Rewrites the Script

"What?" Adrian Blackthorne lifted his thin eyelids, his voice indifferent.

The way he did not seem to care made me wonder if I had imagined those floating comments just now.

I took a deep breath, set down the pen halfway through signing, and searched desperately for an explanation.

"I suddenly do not want a divorce anymore. One day as husband and wife means a hundred days of affection, right? We have been together for three years. We are used to each other's presence. Honestly, I think I am a little unable to live without you..."

By the end, his expression had turned doubtful, and my own confidence faded until my voice grew smaller and smaller.

My marriage to Adrian had been an accident.

Five years ago, everything in my life had been smooth until a broke intern named Lila Moore joined the company.

My childhood sweetheart, Zach Walker, who had promised to take care of me forever, fell for her and publicly broke off our engagement, humiliating me in front of everyone.

Even my parents, who had always spoiled me, stood on Lila's side for the first time.

Jealousy drove me mad. To prove I was not unwanted, I married Adrian in a fit of anger, the powerful incubus CEO everyone feared and avoided.

For three years after the wedding, I kept targeting Lila, and every time, I ended up losing.

Either Adrian discovered it in advance and stopped me, or I somehow dropped the rock on my own foot.

Recently, my attempt to frame Lila was exposed. My reputation collapsed completely, and even many of my friends cut ties with me.

I knew Adrian had always despised my malicious behavior and favored Lila.

Rather than wait for him to kick me when I was down like everyone else, I thought I might as well dump him first and at least look graceful doing it.

When I texted him asking for a divorce, Adrian was in the middle of an important meeting.

But he called almost immediately.

"Reason," he said through the phone.

I smiled viciously. "Last time, the bathroom door was not fully closed. I accidentally saw your tail. Slick and disgusting."

So now that I was saying something as ridiculous as "I cannot live without you," not only Adrian, even I did not believe it.

"You are sure you do not want the divorce?" His low voice pulled me back from my thoughts. There was no mocking laugh like I had expected.

"For now, I do not."

I watched Adrian's face but could not see any joy there.

"Suit yourself." After a pause, he picked up the half-signed divorce agreement and fed it into the shredder.

The floating comments appeared again.

"What is going on with the evil supporting character? Did she suddenly grow a brain?"

"Has Vivian Stone finally realized she should cling to the second male lead? Too bad it is a little late. His hatred has already started spreading."

"Late? This timing is perfect. Did you not see the corner of his mouth when he threw the divorce papers into the shredder? Also, that shredder is hilarious. This man is terrified she will regret it the next second."

"Keep going, villainess. Do not stop. Turn up the heat. He is a yandere incubus with no morals, and you are a wicked woman. You two are made for each other. Win him over, and what is there to fear from Lila Moore?"

I spent the whole afternoon sorting everything out.

I finally understood that the world I lived in was a sweet romance novel.

Lila Moore was the heroine, and I was the vicious supporting woman who did every bad thing possible and would eventually be imprisoned by the second male lead until I died.

No wonder everyone who got close to Lila was drawn to her, as if the entire world revolved around her.

I had received too much information today.

That night, after showering, I opened my phone to relax and saw abuse flooding every platform I used.