Inside a fancy villa.
"The juice is really sweet."
Under the flattering bathroom lights, everything shimmered slightly. The man's Adam's apple bobbed as he spoke.
The girl tilted her head up, cheeks flushed pink, her skin drenched in sweat.
The air was thick with a peachy scent.
“Beep beep——”
The countdown hit zero.
He hit the red button on the remote, bringing that little torment to a halt.
Evelyn Carter still had a faint blush at the corners of her eyes, but she calmly pulled out a contract.
"Mr. Bennett, I agreed to your terms. Can we sign the contract now?"
Alexander Bennett gave her a casual look, slowly wiping his fingers before picking up the pen. His signature landed on the paper with crisp strokes.
Just like him—elegant frame, sharp writing.
As the last stroke of “Bennett” fell into place, Evelyn finally said what she had been holding in all night.
"It was just a peach. Did you really have to say it that suggestively?"
Evelyn Carter, a pro at taking hits for protagonists.
Spent life after life dying for others in different worlds, and had finally retired not long ago.
She should’ve been on her private beach right now, sipping juice with a bunch of gorgeous male models fanning her—but no, the system blew it and sent her to the wrong retirement world.
She ended up in the novel “Love Show Temptation: Be Gentle, Bosses!” as the universally hated “frail” side character.
The female lead, Isabella Harris, was like the chosen one of the entertainment world.
Her favorite line? “I’m not one of those delicate girls.”
Books aside, what really got her fans going was her couple pairing.
She and the CEO of Phoenix Entertainment were always seen together, and netizens hyped them up as an actual couple.
Then one time, paparazzi caught a woman in messed-up clothes knocking on the CEO’s hotel door late at night.
The woman was gorgeous—with that soft, curvy type of figure like she’d stepped out of some steamy romance novel. The whole picture just screamed scandal.
The couple’s fans lost it.
[Who the hell is this homewrecker?! Stay away from our man! Die, mistress!]
That woman… was the original Evelyn.
She had formal training and was once hailed by her professors as the next big star in Huaguo’s acting scene.
But after getting labeled a homewrecker online, she couldn’t get any roles—soon became the internet’s most hated actress.
The sick twist? She was actually the CEO’s legit fiancée.
Later, during a freak accident, both she and Isabella fell into the water. Lucas Duncan, her fiancé, immediately rescued Isabella and rushed her to the hospital—like he forgot his own fiancée was still struggling in the sea.
Crushed and hopeless, the original Evelyn gave up.
That’s when Evelyn Carter ended up in her body.
The system told her: to get her retirement money back, she had to join the reality dating show “Love Workers” and build up her popularity stats.
The problem? Getting on the show wasn’t easy.
She bugged the director multiple times until he got fed up and said, “If you can get Alexander Bennett to join the cast, you’re in.”Alexander Bennett—a household name, and a Grand Slam-winning actor.
Yet, he dropped off the radar at his peak, quitting the spotlight to take over the family business.
Since then, he’s only been spotted in finance magazines and has turned down all entertainment interviews.
Evelyn Carter spent days just to score a face-to-face with the elusive Mr. Bennett.
His reaction? A cold stare and an even colder offer:
"You manage to stay an hour in a hot sauna, then maybe I’ll consider it."
He might as well have posted a “Don’t bother” sign.
The worst part? Evelyn hated the heat. Still, she gritted her teeth and stuck it out.
Alexander, on the other hand—
Same room, same heat, but the guy looked like he’d stepped out of a freezer. His suit was pristine, cuffs buttoned, not a drop of sweat in sight.
It was only when he took a bite of the peach she brought that he finally spoke:
"Juicy."
That's it. No follow-up. Just that.
Evelyn, feeling slightly unhinged and curious to crack that poker face, decided to poke fun. She twisted his words, hoping for a flicker of fluster.
Big mistake.
Alexander stood up, contract in hand.
"Miss Carter, I might need to rethink this deal."
Crap. She got carried away.
Then came the system's robotic reminder in her head:
【Host, the entire cast of 'Love Workers' boards in 90 minutes. Miss this, you miss your paycheck and your bonus rewards!】
Ticking clock. High stakes.
Evelyn didn’t have time for pride. She blurted,
“Mr. Bennett, real talk? I’m actually Qin Shi Huang. That’s right—I never died. There’s like billions in gold buried with me but I need your signature to unlock it. Help me, and I’ll grant you a wish. Any wish.”
Alexander looked as icy as ever.
Evelyn: …Really? Not even a flicker?
Alright then, plan B.
"Sorry in advance."
Whack. A perfect karate chop to the neck.
She didn’t risk it—dragged his unconscious body upstairs to the bedroom.
On the black silk sheets, Alexander looked completely disheveled. His button-down half open, narrow waist and abs on display—a sharp contrast to that elegant face.
Evelyn didn’t linger. She leaned on his shoulder, held up her phone, and snapped a selfie.
In the picture, his hand rested “naturally” on her waist. Her curved figure, delicate and firm, created the perfect misleading scene.
The system gasped.
【Host… Are you really faking a spicy pic to blackmail Alexander Bennett? This is next-level. Even Zhang San might call you a legal hazard!】
Evelyn ignored the snark, tossed a blanket over Alexander, and ran for the airport.
The door clicked shut.
Moments later, Alexander’s eyes opened, sharp and crystal clear.
He slowly uncurled his hand—a handmade earring lay there.
He had clutched it so tightly that the pin had pierced his palm, staining it red.
He didn’t seem to feel the pain.
Instead, that usually frosty face tugged into a faint smile.Through the void, tearing through time—
He finally found her.
.
At exactly 11:30 a.m., Evelyn Carter walked into the airport.
—"What are you doing here?"
Just as she stepped inside, a cold voice spoke from above her.
She looked up to find a man dressed in a sharp suit standing in her way.
Short black hair, sharp features, and gold-rimmed glasses perched on a straight nose—he gave off that classic bossy CEO vibe.
Evelyn frowned slightly.
Her hand instinctively went to her chest, where a dull, stabbing pain flared up again.
—In another world, this man had been the lead, and she had literally died taking a blade for him.
Was this just a guy with the same face—or had he crossed into this world, too?
Before she could think it through, his voice cut in, cold as ever.
“Evelyn, I heard from Director Allen that you want to join the dating show. So it’s true.”
“We’re only engaged to fulfill my grandpa’s wish, don’t get any funny ideas. The only one I care about is Isabella.”
“You still haven’t apologized for pushing Isabella. Even if she’s willing to forgive you, I won’t.”
Three lines in, Evelyn had already figured it out.
This wasn’t the man she’d known from her past world.
This was the original host’s oh-so-generous fiancé—Lucas Duncan.
Flashbacks hit her fast and hard.
The original Evelyn had written love letters for him to chase the school belle, picked him up drunk at 2 a.m. from bars,
She’d known he was just using her, but still agreed to be his fiancée for his ailing grandpa’s sake.
And later, when this "bad boy turned good,"
It wasn’t for her.
In the end, she—his actual fiancée—got dragged online as a homewrecker.
Fresh into this world, Evelyn’s first instinct had been to clear the poor girl’s name.
But the plot wouldn’t let her—forcing her to stay quiet.
Now, standing face-to-face with this jerk, Evelyn clicked her tongue.
“When I was a kid, I got scared by a barking dog. Can you not yell like that? It’s triggering.”
Lucas: “?”
Evelyn took off the necklace she was wearing—it had a tiny ring on it, a cheap engagement trinket he’d given her.
Utterly worthless, but the original Evelyn had treasured it like gold.
What a fool.
Too bad her current fame score was too low to break out of her "fragile pushover" image. Otherwise, she'd love to land a real good punch on this guy.
Instead, she handed the ring back. “Lucas, let’s call off the engagement.”
Lucas paused for a beat, then scoffed. “Trying to play hard to get? Guess I underestimated you, Evelyn.”
She patted her stomach with a straight face, “Nah. I’m pregnant. And it’s not yours.”
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Drama queen female lead × fake sweet guy actor
1V1, both clean, dumb-funny and satisfying read! Make sure to check out the extras~
“When night falls, you’re the way home.”