I Was Told to Tempt Them All—But Why’s He Always Catching Me?

It wasn't long before Simon knocked on the door, his voice sweet but carrying the venom of the most malicious words.

"Call out again, and I won't hesitate to throw you into the river."

...

From how it felt, I was sure Simon would actually throw me into the river.

I quickly pressed my hand firmly over my mouth, trapping the broken sobs in my throat.

I suspected the system was setting me up. Ugh.

When Simon finally broke the locked door open, I had already spent the whole night in the cold water, my body feeling as if needles were stabbing into me.

My clothes were soaked through.

His eyes, which had been gleaming with wicked amusement, softened slightly when he saw my miserable state, his expression turning a bit complicated.

"You... were drugged last night?"

Do you think I wanted this? It was just a punishment from this damn system.

I should never have been so arrogant and tried to seduce Simon—ugh, what a mess.

I felt a wave of embarrassment wash over me.

"If it wasn't for my... special circumstances last night, I wouldn't have barged into your house. I'm sorry..."

"You actually apologize?"

Simon shot me a surprised look.

Oh no, did I mess up? The original me was a spoiled, bratty little princess. Did I just ruin everything?

I quickly grabbed the clothes Simon handed me, wrapped them around myself, and rushed out.

It seems Simon is way out of my league. I decided to shift my focus to the third lead, Benjamin Cole.

I dressed myself up in the most delicate gown, applied bright makeup, and went to the restaurant where Benjamin worked part-time.

Benjamin and Lydia were university classmates, but his family was poor, so he worked in his spare time to earn money for living expenses.

I sat at a table and watched as Benjamin walked over, carrying a plate and waving at someone.

"Hey, what a coincidence, Benjamin."

He had a delicate face, but his complexion was pale, a sign of malnutrition. Beneath his apron, his waist was tiny, adding to the sense of vulnerability.

He nodded when he saw me and neatly placed the dish on the table.

Seizing the moment, I grabbed Benjamin's sleeve.

"Benjamin, stop working here. How about I introduce you to a better job?"

Benjamin looked at me, puzzled.

"What job?"

"Be my private tutor. I'll pay you eight thousand per lesson. What do you think?"

Eight thousand was just pocket money for Lydia, but for Benjamin, it was enough to solve his current problems.

I thought he would be thrilled, but instead, a look of embarrassment and anger spread across his face.

"You—how dare you insult me like that? Do you think I'm that kind of person?"

Benjamin clutched the tray and walked away, his voice cold.

Wait, is he leaving...?

He couldn’t have mistaken this for me trying to "keep him" in exchange for money, could he?

Worried that I might get punished again, I decided to chase after him and talk things through.

Hey, wait! "Keeping" someone costs more!

I didn’t expect to be blocked by someone right in front of me.

Simon stood there, his eyes sparkling with light, his voice cold as he spoke.

"Lydia, you sure move fast. Yesterday, you were sneaking into my room, and now you're trying to 'keep' someone else?"

I felt a bit awkward and cleared my throat.

"We're adults, right? Who still clings to that old-fashioned stuff, chasing one person after another if the first doesn’t work?"

Simon froze for a moment, then gave a smile and nodded.

But his eyes... were ice-cold.

His gaze felt like it could freeze me in place. I quickly dashed into my car.

"I'm leaving now. We'll talk later, okay?"

So, the plan to seduce the second lead failed too.

Looks like another punishment is on its way. Ugh.

This time, the punishment was even harsher.

For days, I felt like I was on the brink of passing out, writhing in agony on the bed.

I vaguely saw a man standing by my bedside, calling my name with a voice full of concern.