My Last Act Of Love

Synopsis

At our engagement party, Carlo Rivers' assistant accidentally stepped on my dress. Carlo, usually so gentle and refined, suddenly erupted in anger. I was about to intervene when I saw the on-screen comments pop up: [Ugh, the angst is starting. The male lead is so clueless, not even realizing he likes the female lead.] [He thinks he loves the other girl, but it's really just habit.] [Aylin Carter, the doomed first love, is about to exit the stage. Hope the main couple clears up their misunderstanding soon.] My heart skipped a beat. Aylin was my name. Right now, Carlo, knowing full well the girl couldn't handle alcohol, was forcing her to choose between drinking and apologizing. I gave a faint smile. "It's fine. I'll drink that glass for her." I was never a villain. It was just a man. I chose to move on.