---- Chapter 119 Tara's mind was still foggy with confusion when Shawn scooped her up into his arms. A few seconds later, it was followed by a surge of panic. "Mr. Wilhelm , I'm not drunk anymore. You can put me down now." The gesture was too intimate . She quickly tried to stop him. Shawn's elegant and composed expression didn't waver in the slightest. Since she was wearing high heels, she didn't dare struggle too much. If she were to fall, she would very likely twist her ankle.

Shawn carried her to a second-floor bedroom and sat her on the couch. Her bag was still in the car. Tara stood up from the couch and said, "Mr. Wilhelm, I'm really fine now. I can go back on my own." Shawn looked at her, his expression gentle, but there was something dark and unsettling in his gaze. The contrast was jarring, and the danger radiating from him made Tara finally realize that something was seriously wrong. As she met his eyes, Tara began to back away nervously." ---- Mr.

Wilhelm, what are you-" He stared at her and asked quietly, "Did you move in together with Lance?" Tara nodded, confused as to why he was asking that. Shawn walked toward her slowly, his expression gentle yet unsettling, so much so that Tara's hands began to tremble. "Mr. Wilhelm..." He stopped in front of her and raised a hand to lightly brush her bangs. Tara looked fearfully into the eyes and felt her breath catch. The long-repressed, twisted emotion hidden within them was suffocating.

"Don't be with him. Be with me," he said softly. Her heart skipped a beat at the sentence. She hadn't misheard, had she? "W-What do you mean?" His fingers brushed behind her ear. She fought to suppress the shiver that ran through her as she stood frozen in place, looking at him with wide-eyed shock and disbelief. "It's my fault for never telling you before. I like you-a ---- lot. You can only stay by my side from today on," Shawn said gently.

Tara was so stunned that her mind went completely blank. She tried to run, but in an instant, Shawn wrapped his arms around her waist to prevent her from escaping. Under her watchful gaze, Shawn lifted his hand to remove his gold-rimmed glasses and casually set them aside. Tara tried to break free from his hold, but the more she struggled, the tighter he held her waist. "I'm already with Lance, so I can't be with you," she said quickly.

"Besides, you're friends with him, so you can't- Instead of listening to her protestations, he gently offered a solution. "Perfect. I'll call him, so that you can tell him you're breaking up with him to be with me." Tara was dumbfounded. He was even worse than the refined villain described in the story. So, the novel had it right all along! Everything she had believed about him before was just a carefully crafted disguise. "No, you can't do this, Mr.

Wilhelm." Shawn maintained his polished, refined demeanor as he gave her two options. "Do you want to call him now or later?" ---- Tara shook her head frantically , trying to stay calm and stall for time. "Can you give me two days to think it over? Even if I were to break up with him, I need time to mentally prepare myself." Shawn smiled gently. "So, you choose later." Tara was caught completely off guard when he kissed her.

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Her eyes widened in shock -never in a million years had she expected him not to fall for it. The kiss was deep, leaving her no chance to break free. Late at night, Tara lay in bed as Shawn kissed her. Suddenly , a scene from a dream surfaced in her mind- one that was now playing out in reality. In the stillness of the night, Shawn seemed visibly displeased by Lance's status as Tara's boyfriend. Holding her in his arms, he dialed Lance's number. There was silence on the other end.

Shawn chuckled and held the phone to Tara's ear. "Tell him you're breaking up with him." Tara shook her head, refusing to speak. Shawn felt an ache in his heart when he saw Tara biting her lip, so he offered his hand for her to bite instead. He completely ignored Lance's cold and furious voice on ---- the other end of the line. "From now on, Tara isn't your girlfriend anymore. She's mine instead," Shawn said. He kissed her again, letting the sound carry through the phone.

He deliberately let Lance hear before slowly hanging up. At the Swain family's estate, Lance had already grabbed his car keys. His strikingly handsome face was clouded with frost and fury. There was nothing he wanted to do more than to kill Shawn right then and there. Two hours earlier, at a villa on the outskirts of town, Stella had already fully recovered from her leg injury. But her emotional wounds were far harder to heal.

Back when she worked at the villa, she had been greedy, hoping to win the affections of all four men. But ever since Lance and Tara's relationship was made public, she finally realized just how deeply she loved Lance. She stared out the window in disappointment as the clock struck midnight. Moments later, a beeping sound and a mechanical voice rang in her ears. "The system detects serious deviations from the original plot line.

As the female lead, do you wish to correct the current plot line?" ---- The sudden sound startled Stella. Even after hearing the system's words, she still couldn't grasp its meaning. "You mean this world I'm in is actually a book?" The system ignored her question. "Do you want to correct the current plot line? You only have one chance. If you choose to correct it, all four male leads' feelings for the supporting female will reset.

Their memories of her will return to how they were five months ago. Any online traces of their relationships will also be erased." When Stella heard the words "all four male leads", her heart began to race. So, it was supposed to be her involved with all four of them, not Tara. "What's the price I have to pay?" "You are the story's female lead, so no price is required. However, whether you can win them over again depends on your own ability." Stella was very excited and rekindled with hope.

Her mind returned to the day Tara held an umbrella for her to shield her from the rain. "Sorry, Tara. But I really, really love Lance, so I can't give him to you," she muttered. Then, she told the system, "I choose to correct the plot ---- line." The system beeped. "You have selected to correct the plot line. The correction will take effect in six hours." Stella looked forward to the sunrise. Because then, she would be able to enter their lives once again.