All Chapters of Help! I don't want to be the female lead: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

 Sharon did feel guilty for her actions. It's not that she wanted to deliberately ignore Seraphine; it's just that things end up being like this although she tries to pay attention to Seraphine. "I am sorry," Sharon voiced out, extending her hand towards Seraphine and pulling her into a hug.  Seraphine scoffed. "Is there any use in being sorry when you are going to repeat these actions in the future?" Seraphine clicked her tongue. Seraphine sighed. Was being with that silent Eugene better than her? The two of them literally grew up together yet they were too sticky. Truly, Seraphine didn't understand how the brain process of the couples worked. "I will try my best to improve; I assure you that," Sharon vocalised. "I get it, I get it," Seraphine replied, "If I continue with this, I will look like the

Laurel truly didn't give Seraphine a chance to doubt her feelings towards Lyle. According to reliable sources, Laurel spared no effort in inviting her brother for various occasions or visiting places where her brother would be present. Laurel even used the King to pressurize her brother and her status in order make it difficult for her to brother to avoid. Of course, someone as sly as her brother wouldn't get trapped by tricks of Laurel. This was why, Laurel's pursuit remained fruitless. Seraphine had to admit that Laurel's persistence was one that should be praised. After all, not everyone was able to maintain through this perseverance. If it wasn't for Laurel looking for trouble with her every few days, she would have obviously been persuaded by Laurel. As for Lyle, he was indeed too hard hearted to remain unmoved despite everything. On other hand, it's understandable. Laurel w

Seraphine had Noah following after her as she rode around the forest. Although there was no need for it, Seraphine knew how paranoid those surrounding her could be when it came to her. As expected, although first couple of minutes were comfortable, it got tough to sit on the horse after a while, and in order to feel the thrill, she increased her speed. She heard Noah's warning and paid no mind to it. The warm breeze blew past her as the horse moved faster, and she laughed. The feeling was akin to being chased by Noah, and unbeknownst to her, she was slowly beginning to enter into the forest. Following that, Seraphine heard no sounds behind her, and an ominous feeling rose inside her chest. Turning her head back, she was startled to find Noah wasn't there. With his expertise, he would have no difficulty in keeping up and following her. This could only mean one thing, and this caus

Luckily, for Seraphine, she had her sword with her, and this did give her a sense of security although it wasn't much. Not everything could be handled by a sword. After confirming the horse wasn't breathing anymore, Seraphine first took in her state. Couple of wounds were present on her body, and her ankle had a soreness around it. Her clothes were torn around at certain places. Fortunately, she wasn't bleeding deeply or else she would be at a loss on how to do first aid. Elliot probably wasn't invincible, and that's why time would take for him to be actually aware that she was injured. Of course, she was giving him the benefit of doubt. There was a high chance he was having fun having her suffer and would only rescue her when she was at the brink of death. Then, she moved on to observing her surroundings. Everything around her was eerily silent, and not even a creature could be

Sweat dripped down Seraphine's forehead as she moved her sword around. The techniques learned by Blair were different from the ones Seraphine had practiced previously. Some of Seraphine's method were in the style of Vougeious family, and in order to not seem suspicious, Seraphine tried her best to apply Blair's ways smoothly. At the same time, this did get her mind off of many things. Seraphine did have exceptional control over her emotions, and because of this, all the depressing thoughts were out of her mind. It was as if she felt truly apathetic. Even her sword didn't give her the thrill it usually did. As Seraphine stabbed her sword into the tree, deep breaths escaped from her, and she supported herself by holding onto her sword. It seemed that she had overexerted herself as her ankle began to hurt tremendously. It seemed her rash actions had worsened the condition. But at le