One day, tormented by a high fever, Angelina recalled memories from her past life. Including the fact that this place is a novel, and she is the doomed younger sister of a villain.
For a moment, she feels sad that she’s going to die early.
‘Let’s enjoy the rest of my life.’
A disease that can’t be cured anyway. She thought of doing all the things she wanted before dying, or perhaps even doing something to prevent her brother from becoming a villain…..
“Please, Lady Flaubert.”
Suddenly, the male lead began to look at her with a slightly sentimental gaze.
“Would you… give me a chance?”
He was saying that particular pleading line to her, the one he was supposed to say to the female lead.
Um, what do I do about this?’
Angelina swallowed a groan.
‘Did I interfere too much with the original, as a doomed supporting extra?’
A little… no, it was very awkward.
