Chapter 2

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"I really don't get it. Your father is a tech tycoon, and you are a top graduate from an internationally renowned business school, fluent in eight languages. You're charming, alluring, and captivating. So why on earth do you lose your mind when you are in love and insist on being the villainous supporting character?"

While the doctor was conducting his examination on me, I processed Andres' words.

I was the villainous supporting character.

My fiancé, Vance, was supposedly the male lead.

Vance's lover, Penelope, was likely the female lead.

Andres was probably a supporting male character. But now he had somehow known the entire story.

I glanced at Andres. He was frowning at me with unmistakable disdain.

I asked, "Why did you punch him just now?"

"I just hate it." Andres replied curtly. Then he turned away and refused to look at me.

"That jerk deserved it."

If I couldn't hear what Andre said in his mind, I would have assumed he hated me.

"Why don't you like talking to me?" I suddenly felt like teasing him. Normally, Andres could chat with anyone, but he was very cold to me.

In the past, I had thought he simply disliked me, so he avoided speaking to me. But maybe there was another reason.

He was silent for a full minute.

Then, I heard Andres' anguished inner words. "Ugh, do you think I don't want to talk to you? The downside of getting to know the story is that I can only say ten sentences to you per day! I've already used four words today. How am I supposed to answer her question without more than six sentences? Help! This is urgent!"

I suddenly wanted to tell him that he could just text me.

"I am lazy." Andres shot me an arrogant glance, and he looked perfectly composed and serious.

"How concise your words are," I remarked, feeling a mischievous urge bubbling up. "I want to get back at Vance."

4

Before Andres spoke, I heard his inner words. What the heck? Does Grace stop loving Vance? And she even wants revenge on him?" Vance doesn't deserve to be the male lead anyway. Has Grace finally thought it through? This is good news. At least her legs will be safe, and she will not die, and Grace's father's company will be safe too."

I realized something was off.

What did he mean by that?

So after I fell in love with Vance, I would lose my legs, my life, and my family's company?

Did I do that?

Suddenly, I jolted awake from a nightmare. "Andres, I need your help."

Andres was serious. "What do you want?"

Hmm, he always spoke in short sentences. Why hadn't I questioned his identity in the past twenty-two years?

I said, "Help me get the surveillance footage from yesterday's engagement party. If I hadn't seen Vance and Penelope being intimate in the corner, I wouldn't have lost my mind and fallen down the stairs."

I was telling the truth. I caught Vance and Penelope in an intimate moment yesterday. Vance's hand was under her clothes. In a fit of rage, I rushed over to confront Penelope, only to lose my footing and tumble down the stairs.

He said in his mind, "That's easy enough. But if Grace is out of her mind and loves Vance again, how am I supposed to protect her?"

Andres' words were strange. But before I could press him for details, he nodded and left.