I'm the hapless second male lead in a domineering-CEO novel.
The main couple fights, and I comfort her. The heroine gets pregnant, and I raise the child. Then the leads get married and live happily ever after, while I look on with regret and offer my heartfelt congratulations.
I didn't escape the confines of the plot until after the leads got married.
Then the heroine came to me again, saying she'd had another fight with the male lead.
This time, I shut the door in her face without a word.
