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Joy Brown finds herself embroiled in a supernatural occurrence! Before her slumber, she had been in her own room, on her own bed. Yet, in her dreams, she found herself tangled with a man throughout the night! Upon waking, the soreness coursing through her body insisted that it was no dream — she had traversed into another world, into the pages of a tacky romance novel! Heavens, she wasn't even the protagonist of this story! Please, she was a expert in the world of romance novels, a level-ten expert in discerning men. How could she be content with being a mere supporting character? The leading role was hers to claim!

kajiaforc · 奇幻言情
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137 Chs

Chapter 2: It Turns Out I've Traversed

Before Joy could even comprehend who the man and woman who had barged in were, she was slapped by the woman, leaving her utterly dazed.

Joy touched her face, disbelief etched across her features—had she just been slapped?

The handsome man immediately intervened, "How dare you slap her?"

The woman quickly redirected her fury towards the handsome man in the room, "So, you're Joy's random man! I haven't even had time to settle the score with you, and here you are, shouting at me. A pretty boy thinking he can climb the social ladder by sleeping with Joy. Keep dreaming! Does your family know you're doing such disgraceful things?!"

Not only did the woman berate him with words, but she also physically attacked him. She lunged at the handsome man, aiming to slap him. The man sidestepped, causing her to lose her balance. As she stumbled, she almost pulled off his bath towel.

The handsome man hastily tightened his towel, dodging the woman's attacks, "Who are you people? Are you in cahoots with this woman? What do you want from me?"

The woman put her hands on her hips and looked at the man, stunned slightly—his reaction wasn't what she had expected. Had they hired a man this attractive to frame Joy? Why did he seem like the victim?

Joy was even more baffled as she looked around the room full of unfamiliar faces. Her life had turned upside down after waking up. Sleeping with a handsome man was pleasurable, but were the consequences absurd? Who were these people?

Joy wanted to let out a wail, she didn't want this life! She would rather return to her original life, where she could eat when she wanted, sleep when she wanted, order takeout when she was hungry, and read novels when she woke up. The novel from last night was trashy, but venting about it was satisfying. Especially… wait a moment, what had that woman called her when she came in?

Joy? She was indeed called Joy, but she didn't know this woman?!

Could it be…

Had she experienced a supernatural event and traversed into a book?!!

The trashy novel she read last night had a cannon-fodder female side character named Joy, the same name as hers, written by the author in a disastrous way. The more Joy read, the angrier she got. She left passionate comments criticizing the illogical parts of the story. Had she offended some deity with her harsh words last night, resulting in her being thrown into the book?

Joy couldn't help but survey the three people in the room.

"Pah! You should get your facts straight, our Johnson family is the nouveau riche of G City! My son, Christopher, is the newly crowned fifth richest man in G City! Who do you think you are, trying to play a badger game on our Joy?!" The woman cursed.

It made sense now! Christopher, the male protagonist from the trashy novel!

This woman, cursing at them, was Christopher's mother, Lucy, and also the mother-in-law of the supporting female side character, Joy.

And who was this handsome man? Joy tried hard to recall the plot of the novel. Ah, she remembered! She had traversed to the night when the female side character had a relationship with the male side character.

Wait, Joy let the information sink in—cannon-fodder—female side character—Joy!!

She had become a supporting character, a female side character?!!

Joy felt as if she had been struck by a bolt of lightning! The handsome man was no longer attractive anymore. The heated altercation with the author from the previous day replayed vividly in her mind. In a fit of arrogance, the author had retorted, "If you don't enjoy reading, then leave. I will write my piece as I see fit." This response almost made Joy's blood boil.

Now, however, she found herself inexplicably transmigrated into the very narrative she had criticized so harshly!