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No End to This Love
Loved for two full decades by Stephen Rimmer of the Rimmer family, Crystal Hoffman believes she is finally about to walk down the aisle—only to be brutally betrayed right before the wedding. In the name of love for Amy Knott, his new flame, Stephen turns cold and merciless. He hurls cruel insults at Crystal, forces her to kneel, and even threatens her mother's life, crushing every bit of her dignity. Her mother dies tragically, her unborn child is lost, and she is left penniless. In the blink of an eye, Crystal is dragged from paradise into hell. At rock bottom, she makes a clean break. Leaving her homeland behind, she goes abroad to pursue the dreams she once had. Through sheer talent and grit, she gains admission to a top university and meets Julian Herring, her guiding light. While she steadily rises to become a brilliant new star in the pharmaceutical world, Stephen, obsessed with his new lover, allows her family to bleed the company dry, ultimately ending up with nothing left to his name and abandoned by all. By the time Stephen finally comes to his senses and goes abroad to search for Crystal, she is no longer the woman he once knew. She now wields real power, and she exacts revenge for every humiliation she once suffered, with interest, as the scumbag and the vile woman are made to pay a heavy price. This is a story of betrayal and redemption, vengeance and self-discovery, in which the daughter of a lowly maid rises against all odds to seize control of her own destiny.
The Child He Promised, The Divorce I Got
When Wilson Graves, my husband, who's our hospital's director, finds out that I've voluntarily given away the promotion to Jessica Atwood, the junior he dotes on the most, he actually agrees to sire a child with me despite not wanting children at all. Jessica goes mad with jealousy once she finds out about the news. She picks up a scalpel and intends to cripple her own hands while demanding to quit her job as well. Wilson panics immediately. Not only does he give Jessica my bonus in an attempt to appease her, but he also moves out of our home and goes on a vacation around the globe with her for one full month. After the vacation, Wilson just looks at me coldly. "Jessie and I have been busy with our business trip by attending medical conferences everywhere, unlike you, who's been doing nothing this whole time! That's why you still have time to come up with malicious conspiracy theories about us! "You're just vile from the inside out, Claire! Only vile people think the worst of everyone else!" I tighten my grip on the pregnancy report that Jessica has delivered to me. Instead of feeling mad, all I do is smile. Since I'm not throwing a tantrum at all, Wilson looks very pleased. He promises me that he'll have a baby with me soon so that he can fulfill my wish of becoming a mother. But what he doesn't know is that we won't have a future together anymore. Just some time ago, he has personally signed the divorce certificate, after all.
I Was His Comeback Story and His Prank
Five years into my relationship with Damien Rook, he tells me he's gone into bankruptcy. We sleep on park benches and pick whatever we can eat from dumpsters during our lowest, most wretched times in our relationship. I refuse to abandon Damien since I believe that he'll definitely make a comeback in his career. On the 100th day of me sleeping at a park, I decide to sell my blood at the black market. That way, I'll be able to take the sick Damien to the hospital for treatment. There, I keep praying uneasily for him to get well soon. That's when Damien's former first love sends me a video icon. "Here's a surprise for you." It's a streaming site, where the content mainly shows rich scions pranking commoners. With a trembling finger, I tap into the icon. In the livestream, I can be seen munching on rotten food that I've gathered while sitting in a corner of the park. The food can provide me with what little nutrients my weak body needs. On the second screen, Damien sits on a couch while dining on exquisite food and wine in a five-star hotel. "That woman really is something! Just because Mr. Rook has claimed that he's feeling unwell, she actually goes ahead to sell her blood in order to treat his illness!" "During the 16th prank, she fell into the sea! During the 25th prank, she got hit by a car in order to save Mr. Rook! Just how tough is she to kill, huh?" "Well, Mr. Rook did boast that if she were to last until the pranks were officially over, he'd marry her. That, and he wouldn't touch any other women for the rest of his life!" "There's still one month left! Will that woman die from Mr. Rook's pranks, or will she be welcomed into the Rook family on a red carpet?" "I bet 50 million dollars that she'll die an extremely gruesome death! Hahaha!"
Goodbye Scumbag, Hello True Love
"I'm so over Cassandra." Aidan Ziegler sneers, swirling his wine glass with a lazy smirk. "A real woman is soft and sweet—like Clara. As for her..." In the corner, a glass suddenly shatters in a man's palm. Cassandra Callum stands frozen, holding the cake she made to celebrate their three-year anniversary, eyes locked on the blood trickling down from his sharply defined fingers. Tristan Freeman, head of Freeman Group, slowly wipes his hand clean. His dark gaze sweeps over her tear-reddened eyes. "Ms. Callum, would you like to marry me?" The city explodes with gossip. Everyone thinks a broke little designer has climbed her way into wealth and power— what no one knows is that this marriage is a trap Tristan set five years ago. His private gallery holds over a thousand sketches of her profile—from that day in sophomore year when she crouched in a rainy alley feeding a stray cat, to her backstage at a runway abroad, gently arranging jewelry. Late at night, he stares at security footage, cigarette in hand, as Aidan kneels in a storm, soaked and shaking. Tristan suddenly pulls his delicate wife into his arms. Later, a finance reporter captures the once cold and ruthless Tristan, down on one knee before Cassandra. His hands tremble as he holds a pregnancy test. Cassandra flashes her wedding ring and laughs softly. "Surprised, Mr. Freeman?" Tristan, once known for being sharp and vicious, blinks back tears, then presses a trembling kiss to the faded mark on her ring finger. "Cassie, when you were 22, I wanted to say..." "Say what?" He leans in, his voice hoarse as he whispers, "The cake was really sweet."
The Contract Wife of the Comatose Tycoon
In a desperate attempt to pay off her mother's debt, Yanne John found herself forced into marriage with Steven, the young master of the Lucas Family. However, Steven had been bedridden and in a vegetative state for the past three years. Many believed Yanne to be a widow, her father manipulated her, and her sister took pleasure in her misfortune.Unexpectedly, one fateful night, the seemingly lifeless vegetable miraculously woke up and began misbehaving towards Yanne. He accused her of being a gold digger, willing to marry a man in such a state for financial gain. They struck a deal: if he completed a task, they would divorce, setting her free.But despite reclaiming his possessions, Steven couldn't let go. Yanne confronted him, questioning why he clung to their marriage when he clearly disliked her love for money. To her surprise, Steven tearfully confessed, "Yanne John, you mean everything to me. Without you, I am nothing."Unbeknownst to him, his love for her had taken root deep within his being, impossible to sever. And so, their relationship transformed from one of convenience to one of genuine affection.Soon, everyone discovered that Yanne, once married to a vegetable, had turned her life around. The cool and distant husband had become utterly devoted, obeying her every command as if it were an imperial decree. Not only did she have a loving husband by her side every night, but she also had a pair of adorable twins. To top it all off, she had become the wealthiest woman in the world—a true winner in life.During a media interview, Yanne was asked about her secret to taming her husband. With a mischievous smile, she replied, "The secret is... psychological warfare!"
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