[Western Fantasy Otome] Miss Laisa, the Villainess

My name is Ayesha Pellington, and I have a special kind of bipolar disorder.

When I was eight, I remembered my past life and realized I had been reincarnated into the world of an otome game, as its infamous villainess heiress.

Most importantly, my fiancé, one of the game's romanceable characters, is a brainless, idiotic prince who does nothing but cause trouble for everyone.

After remembering my past life, I decided to live an ordinary noblewoman's life and enjoy myself.

But the next day, the idiot prince showed up at my house and haughtily declared that he didn't need a useless fiancée like me.

I was in a bad mood, so I snapped back at him a few times. To my surprise, he ran off in tears.

After that, the idiot prince began harassing me for ages. Finally, one day, I couldn't take it anymore and agreed to his request to break off our engagement.

But then he started bawling???

Me???

A few tips for readers:

1. The main story is in third person, otome-game style, with everyone having unrequited feelings for the heroine. The ending has the heroine happily single.

2. Inspired by getting hooked on villainess manga, this story alternates wildly between Mary Sue fiction and ridiculous comedy.

3. A new story is in the works: Me, a Professional Villainess, Pay Up.

My name is Ayesha. After mysteriously dying in my past life, I began reincarnating again and again in otome games I'd played, taking on the role of a proper villainess heiress.

At first, I refused. But then the System in my head told me that every time I successfully played the villainess heiress, I'd receive a hefty reward.

I was sold.

After a long, long time, I finally reincarnated into the last otome game I'd played.

After successfully ending my engagement to the crown prince, I received a completion bonus and became a billionaire heiress.

That very night, I grabbed my battered wand, put on my mage's robe, and left the royal city, finally becoming the mage I'd always dreamed of being.

But for some reason, people across the continent started hunting me down, including:

The crown prince whose engagement to me had been broken off, an elf prince with a razor-sharp tongue, a cold archangel who unconditionally protected the heroine, and more.

When I was at the end of my rope, I ran into the golden-haired, blue-eyed crown prince again.

I thought long and hard, but couldn't remember his name, so I asked him how much he'd paid me to break off our engagement.

He gave me a complicated look, pain written across his face. For a moment, I thought he was mourning the money he'd lost.

"Five million," he said at last, his heart breaking as he spoke the number.

It suddenly came back to me. I remembered his name, then sincerely took his hand.

"Of all the crown princes I've met, you're the stingiest when it comes to paying off an engagement."

The crown prince shattered.

Theme: There will always be someone who makes your life shine.