Summary
I was the supporting female character in a redemption novel.
After learning that I would one day lose all my assets and die taking a knife for the male lead, I became self-aware.
Right now, the eighteen-year-old male lead was standing there with his neck stiff, his tone full of disgust.
“I won’t accept any handouts from you.”
“Okay.”
Without missing a beat, I snatched up the keys and bank card. Under his shocked stare, I gave him a wave.
“Bye-bye, then.”