My Villainess Script Has A Glitch Chapter 07

My Villainess Script Has A Glitch Chapter 07

I stayed until three in the morning and called a car to take me home.

I was in the foyer kicking off my heels when Nathaniel nearly gave me a heart attack.

He was sitting on the couch in the dark, his eyes locked on the front door. He’d been waiting for me.

He didn’t say a word. He just stood up and walked past me, straight upstairs.

The next morning, I woke to another flood of comments.

[AHHH, the male lead and the female lead finally met! This is so cute I’m dying.]

[The male lead was a wreck after seeing his dying grandfather, and then the female lead shows up in her white coat like an actual angel and hands him a carton of milk.]

[HE TOOK IT. I’m actually dying, this is so cute.]

[She’s literally his light, his salvation. Every time he hits rock bottom, she’s just there.]

[My OTP. I can’t. He’s never going to forget that milk.]

[He’s going to ask for her number next time, and then he’ll find out she’s his childhood sweetheart.]

I dragged myself out of bed and poured a glass of water. The water tasted bitter, and the sunlight pouring through the window made me wince.

Nathaniel’s father had been the elder Mr. Thorne’s only son. From the outside, his life looked perfect. He grew up under his father’s thumb, always expected to be the best — and he delivered.

My dad used to say the two of them were always neck and neck growing up.

“His life looked perfect from the outside,” Dad told me once. “We were both too proud to come in second — but I always knew he envied me.”

Nathaniel’s mother was the reason his father walked away from all of it.

He defied the old man, cut ties with the entire family, and chose her.

But the elder Mr. Thorne wasn’t someone you walked away from.

He used Nathaniel’s mother as leverage — pregnant and vulnerable — and forced his son back into an arranged marriage to secure the Thorne family line.

Nathaniel’s father fought it, but he didn’t have the power. The old man controlled everything — the money, the connections, every last move.

He went back. The plan was to build his power quietly and, once he was strong enough, come back for Nathaniel and his mother.

But the old man had no limits.

Nathaniel’s father refused to touch the woman from the arranged marriage. So the old man had his sperm extracted and used to impregnate her through IVF.

The woman showed up at Nathaniel’s mother’s door, visibly pregnant.

“I’m his legal wife,” she said. “You’re just the mistress, and your child is a bastard.”

The shock broke her. She got into a car accident and spent a month in the hospital before she died.

Nathaniel’s father died not long after. Before he died, he entrusted Nathaniel to my father.