Until The Tragic Male Lead Walks Again Novels & Stories

Now they had nothing. Lynn Fernerdez was also facing divorce. She had been sent out of her husband’s house a week ago, just like the rest of them had been cast out of their former lives. Trisha had been bedridden since the fall of the family. So tell me—what else was I even supposed to do to them? “Okay,” he said quietly. Then he reached over and tucked a loose strand of hair behind my ear, his fingers barely brushing my cheek before he pulled away. Something warm stirred in my chest.

As expected of the second male lead, his persistence and determination I admire as well as the male lead. To be completely honest, I just wanted to witness how far did the plot go and to where should I stand from now on. Ever since the attempted confession, the plot has been turning in a weird direction. Instead of me, the female lead having a moment with sean on the dance floor it was ME I went by the street to fetch a carriage myself. With the sudden yank of my arm, sean pulled me beside him and spoke in a soft tone “Wh-what is it? I was trying to fetch us a carriage”

"Oh?" Zhang Yaer raised her eyebrows in surprise. "What’s the plot?" "A story about the return of an heiress. She’s involved in a love triangle. In a car accident that took place later on, the second male lead went against human instincts and turned the steering wheel so that he would take the brunt of the impact in order to save the female lead. The second male lead died while the female lead went mad and was admitted to the mental hospital by her family and fiancé," Gu Lichen briefly explained the story.

Those eyes, which once were filled with life, now seem empty to Jonathan, making him cry more. "Your apology doesn't mean anything to me, Mr. Wisdom. My heart has experienced the worst. Your cries and pleadings won't be able to soften this hard heart. The damage has been done, and it's beyond repair. The Trisha you're requesting a second chance for died years ago.You want to know what happened to your Trisha and his son when you threw us out like garbage. You want to know how your Trisha turned into this Trisha, who is now standing on the verge of death along with her son."

Sylvia forced an awkward smile to defuse the tension, saying, "I knew all along that Heather wasn't capable of such a thing. It seems we've all just had a bit of a misunderstanding, haven't we?" Christian furrowed his brow and moved closer, reaching out to hold Heather's hand. Heather threw off his hand without a second thought, refusing to even look at him. In the meantime, the boisterous comment section appeared again. "What's going on here? How come the plot is going off-track? Why are the male and female leads at odds?" "You guys shouldn't get so worked up yet—the best part is yet to come. You can rest assured that the female lead has no chance of escaping the grasp of this insidious mot

“You're just half a man of who Nelson is. Let me show you who a real man is” Do you know what hurts more, not Claire insulting or degrading me as nothing but Tracy walking hand in hand with Nelson who had a traveling bag in his free hand. I stared at them wondering if Tracy had ever shown me any form of respect. She finally brings him home. Tracy was filled with smiles, she's brushing red and doesn't even have the decency to hide it. I swallowed hard knowing I have lost my wife forever. My brows creased and my face hardened and they stood at the doorway for almost fifteen seconds before losing each other's hand.

In a surprising moment, he raised his arm and reached for Mariah's face, widening her eyes in astonishment. Adam's eyes mirrored Mariah's tears, and he called her name with a sweetness that sent shivers down her spine. "Mariah..." he whispered, and with the strength he had left, Adam apologized, "I'm sorry it took me too long to remember." The profound words hung in the air, a testament to the resilience of their connection and the hope that even in the face of loss and injury, a reunion was on the horizon. Mariah, caught in a whirlwind of emotions after Adam's unexpected words, grappled with disbelief and hope. Had he truly regained all his lost memories, or were these fleeting moments of c

"That female lead was rushed to the hospital after her stomach ailment flared up, and the male lead, caught up in the chaos caused by the supporting female lead, couldn't be there for her. She wept alone all through the night until morning." "That scene was utterly heart-wrenching. It's easily worth a minimum of 20 points!"

Power was never performance and the most dangerous thing a person could do, was quietly stop underestimating themselves. Far across the city, Adrian read her reply and instead of pain, he smiled. Small. Real because for the first time since losing her, he understood the truth without trying to change it. He had spent years believing he replaced his wife but in the end, the real tragedy was much simpler. He replaced the one person who had been holding his entire world together, before realizing she was the reason it stood at all… Or was that the end? Marcus's phone rang and he glanced at the caller ID. Unknown Number. He answered anyway.

The woman that I met first was strong, she knew to fight for herself. The woman that I knew after marriage loved me, believed in me, cherished me, healed me. And the woman that I was looking at now, was lifeless, defeated, hurt. And I had turned her into this. I ruined her. She was perfect, it was me who was insecure, it was me who didn't trust her, I let my past rule me, and in the end I killed the woman I fell for, now in front of me was the girl who was scared, who couldn't believe anyone, who was fighting for life.