Professional At Making Men Regret – I live by one rule: burn the world down, even if it takes me with it. When a popular girl tried to force me into a filthy underground tank to fetch her diamond ring, I destroyed the whole tank with a stun device. When a rich heiress lured me to a rooftop to bully me, I grabbed her and we jumped off together. I died on impact. Then I woke up inside an old, toxic romance novel—as the abused female lead. The System spoke to me. [System]: Finish the iconic plot points. Let the male lead force you to give up your vital organs. Push his Regret Meter to 100%, trigger the Ultimate Redemption Arc, and you’ll come back to life with a hundred million dollars. The System purred snarkily in my ear. [System]: Every other transmigrator refused to suffer. They rebelled, ran, and got erased by the world.
Don’t be stupid. The System waited to watch me break down. I just grinned and nodded eagerly. Trust me. I’m not running. I’m a professional at making people regret everything. … When the ML ordered me to give my kidney to his first love obsession, I didn’t hesitate. I pricked myself with a syringe carrying a serious incurable illness. Moments after I was wheeled out of the kidney donation surgery, Kael Voss roared in furious rage. “Elara Voss! Are you insane? Why didn’t you tell me you have HIV?” I stared at his Regret Meter, which had jumped straight to 40%. I smiled coldly at the System. “Who said the only way to make him regret is a redemption arc?” “He already regrets taking my kidney.” The System fumed. [System]: I meant for you to suffer—not torture him! I ignored it and looked sincerely at the furious Kael. “You never asked.” “Too bad Lila Thorne refuses to take my compromised organ.” “Want me to give her the other one too?” I started to sit up.
In an instant, Kael pinned me to the bed, gripping my neck tightly. “You did this to hurt Lila on purpose! Where did you even get HIV? Did you betray me?” He cared more about my “betrayal” than infecting his beloved Lila. Tears filled my eyes at once. “Kael, how could you say that? I got this illness from donating plasma to treat you when you lost your memory. Never doubt my devotion to you.” Kael’s expression shifted. In the novel’s backstory, I’d saved the amnesiac, gravely ill ML. I’d tested experimental drugs, donated plasma repeatedly, and even risked everything to treat him. I’d loved him more than anything. Memories flashed across his face. His grip on my neck slowly loosened. “You still should have hidden nothing.Lila was already weak, and now she’s infected because of you.You will apologize to her.” I nodded. “Fine. I’ll go.” Kael blinked in shock. He hadn’t expected me to agree so easily.
Before now, Elara and Lila had hated each other on sight. “Don’t you dare play games,” he snapped. As soon as Kael left, the System erupted in my head. It screamed like a frantic rodent, furious I’d broken the script. I scoffed. “I followed the plot. I gave the kidney. He regrets it. The world didn’t erase me. Stop complaining.” The System hesitated. It realized I’d broken no rules. When I first arrived, I’d asked what happened if I disobeyed. The System had laughed. Then a violent current of electricity shot through my body.
I spasmed in agony, barely able to breathe. [System]: Disobey, and the world’s rules will punish you. The shock will be a hundred times worse. I’d cursed it out—but I’d obeyed. I smiled and stood up to get dressed. “I feel no punishment. That means the rules allow this. ” “And apologizing is an iconic scene, isn’t it?’ The System sounded terrified. [System]: What are you going to do now? I grinned wickedly. “He regrets making me donate a kidney. Now I’ll make him regret making me apologize. ”