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His Wife, His Best Friend's Baby

His Wife, His Best Friend's Baby

The cemetery air was heavy, just like my heart, staring at Lily' s name, a scar etched in stone. Then she arrived, Sophia, my wife, leaning into Mark, my best friend. Her hand resting on the slight curve of her stomach twisted my gut. "Lily, from heaven, will surely bless the baby in my womb with health and safety," she sneered, holding her belly. My daughter was dead, and their child, a blessing. I slid my wedding ring off, the symbol of a shattered lie, and let it fall onto the damp earth beside Lily' s grave. I walked away without looking back, leaving everything behind. Later, I overheard Sophia' s sisters mocking me. "What do you bet he comes crawling back in a week?" one giggled. They had no idea. Soon, I found myself serving Mark, Sophia' s lover, even peeling him an apple, a twisted parody of our past intimacy. Her smirk told me she relished my humiliation. Then she dropped the bomb: "We can all be one big, happy family." I handed her the divorce papers, already signed. Sophia laughed, picking up the papers. "You have nothing without me." Suddenly, Mark began to choke, his face turning red. "What did you do?" Sophia shrieked, her eyes blazing, forcing a piece of the apple into my mouth. A sickeningly sweet, nutty taste flooded my senses. Almonds. The room spun, and the first wave of anaphylaxis hit me like a fiery punch. "We found out about the baby almost a year ago, right after… Lily got sick." A year. Lily was still alive when their affair began. They left me there, choking, as they rushed Mark to the hospital. But in that cold, sterile hospital room, a ruthless plan began to form.
Marrying The Man Who Saved Me

Marrying The Man Who Saved Me

My engagement party was supposed to be the happiest day of my life. The ballroom glittered, my custom silk gown flowed, and my fiancé, Liam Thompson, smiled charmingly beside me. Everything was perfect, almost suffocatingly so. Then, Liam leaned in, his breath warm against my ear, and whispered, "I can' t do this, Olivia. I don' t love you. I never have." The world crumbled. My champagne glass trembled, the room' s buzz faded as shock and heartbreak seized me. As I reeled, my mother collapsed, clutching her chest, her panicked cries echoing through the suddenly silent ballroom. Liam, still smiling for the crowd, held me back saying, "Let the paramedics handle it. You' ll only get in the way." The whispers grew, laced with judgment, not for him, but for me, the frozen woman watching her mother suffer. My parents, desperate for the merger to save our struggling business, pleaded with me to reconsider. How could he be so cold? Was our entire relationship a calculated lie for a business deal? Was I so blind to his cruelty, to the manipulative whispers of the struggling musician he was "mentoring"? In that moment, the naive girl who loved him died. I wrenched free from his grasp, declaring, "We' re done, Liam! The engagement is off!" Just as chaos erupted, a calm, steady voice cut through the noise, "I' ll marry her." It was Ethan Thompson, Liam' s older, enigmatic brother, stepping out of the shadows, offering a lifeline I never expected. My future, uncertain yet again, hung in the balance.
My Monster Husband, My Salvation

My Monster Husband, My Salvation

My brother, Ethan, was my whole world, the only light in a home cloaked in shadows, a world where my stepsister, Chloe, reigned supreme, pulling the strings of my father and the man I loved, Dr. Liam Miller. The call came on a Tuesday, pulling me from my mother' s art gallery, and dragging me into a family meeting that would shatter what little peace I had left. Chloe, with a chilling smile, revealed her plan: to marry me off to Noah Blackwood, a reclusive billionaire rumored to be monstrously disfigured, all to settle her own failed engagement and save my father' s crumbling finances. My world crumbled further when I realized Liam, my childhood friend, the man I had painted a thousand times in my dreams, sided with them, his eyes cold and judgmental, dismissing my pleas as "selfish." Then, with a terrifying suddenness, Ethan collapsed, his small body going limp in my arms; a horrifying consequence of an overdose of his heart medication that Chloe had orchestrated, and Liam, ever so blind, had enabled. My rage wasn't just cold anymore; it was a consuming fire, burning away years of fear and submission, leaving me with one clear thought: if I was to be a pawn, I would play this game to win, not just for Ethan' s life, but for my own freedom. I would marry Noah Blackwood, but not as their sacrifice; I would use his power to burn their world to the ground and finally claim justice.
Your Love Is Gone

Your Love Is Gone

"Jason can we talk for a while," I said to him. Just spell it, I have a date with Celine." hastily said. "Jason, I'm pregnant with you," I stated. How did that happen, I don't know what you're talking about." He said. What you don't know, you did it and then you don't know." I said raspingly. I was drunk then, I didn't know what I was doing." He reasoned. "Why didn't you stop me, when was that time, because you wanted it too, now, you're going to accuse me of liking you." he insisted. I don't know why you are acting like that Jason, but I will tell the truth that I am pregnant and you are the father. Why am I lying to you, for what," I said, my tears started to fall, I just held them back, I don't want Him to see me weak. "One more thing, I didn't know that what I drank was mixed with s*x drugs, I also didn't know what happened." I added. "That, I didn't know at first, maybe it was with another man. You just asked me to do it because you can't take responsibility." He promised. "Are you out of your mind Jason, If you are not the father of what I am pregnant with now, you think I will approach you now, will I let you know." I said annoyed. "I don't know if that's really mine, I'm not responsible for that either, because Celine is also pregnant." He said with doubt. I couldn't stand what He was telling me, So I slapped It, I couldn't stop my tears from falling anymore. "If I were you, we wouldn't have a problem, just abort Yan, it's total blood all the time." He added. I slapped Jason again, because I was angry with him, for what he was saying to be our son, in his stomach, he was killing him. "Your mind is so narrow. You will kill your own son." I smiled brightly. "It's really easy for you to say that, because you didn't really love me a bit, because of the two of us, I'm the only one who loves you." I said as my tears fell. "Don't worry this is the last time we'll talk, I won't mess up your life, then I won't mess up yours either Celine, starting now we're strangers." I promise even though it hurts my feelings. I felt pain inside of me, but I need to be strong for my baby. "I'll avoid you too, I don't want Celine to get mad at me, just follow what I told you so you won't have any problems, me too, We must act like we're strangers, we didn't know each other, forget it Just because we went through something, I will also forget you.." He told me without emotion. I also felt a pain while he was telling me that, it really just proves that in the few years we will be in a relationship, I will be the only one who loves him. For almost four years, we're in a relationship, I'm the only one who truly loves him, It's just because of me, so that he can be close to Celine, whom he truly loves, I'm the only one who made me a bridge between the two. We're best friends before with Celine, but accidentally I found out the relationship between the two. I have also let go of being friends with him, because he treats me differently, I have also avoided him. I don't want trouble. " We're totally broken, I hope we don't cross our paths, if that happens just act we're strangers, I'm setting you free. I hope you love Celine like I did to you." my farewell said to him. I'm Jackie Duterte, a college student who fell in love with a man, who didn't love her back. She's taking BSA, bachelor of science in Agriculture. Jason Martin, a ruthless man, a college student too. Currently taking up bachelor of science and criminology. Attractive man, tall, tan skin, also has a sharp nose..
When Huge Fortune Calls

When Huge Fortune Calls

I believed in honest work, just like my dad, pouring every calloused dime from double shifts at the auto shop into our "house fund." Jessie, my Jessie, deserved a life better than South Philly, a little house with a picket fence was our shared dream. Every delivery gig after my shift, every tired mile, was for her, for us. But when my dad had a sudden accident, needing emergency surgery I couldn't afford, Jessie vanished. When I finally found her, she casually admitted she' d given over $15,000 of our savings to her deadbeat brother, Kyle, for yet another "startup." The woman I loved, for whom I sacrificed everything, chose her brother' s pipe dreams over my father' s life, forcing me to beg a friend for help. Then came her veiled demands for more cash, her pleas to mortgage my parents' house, and finally, her venomous outburst, calling me a "grease monkey" holding her back. After our furious breakup, she feigned illness, only to vanish again, leaving me with a forged $100,000 loan in my name, a debt orchestrated by her and a crypto fraudster named Chad. When I confronted them, I was brutally beaten and left for dead. Days later, loan sharks arrived at my door, flashing live footage of thugs threatening my recovering father, who collapsed in fear. I was on my knees, broken, devastated, about to sign away my life to pay for her betrayal, wondering how the woman I loved could so thoroughly destroy everything I held dear. But just as my trembling hand reached for the pen, my apartment door exploded open, and in walked a team of men in sharp suits, followed by a distinguished man with silver hair and steel-blue eyes, who looked at me and said, "Ethan Riley? I believe I am your grandfather." My billionaire grandfather. My story wasn't ending; it was just beginning.
The Betrayal: A Love Lost

The Betrayal: A Love Lost

I was Mark Thompson' s secret, his adoptive niece, and his hidden lover for three years. He took me in when I had nowhere else to go, becoming my protector and hero. Then, two pink lines on a pregnancy test changed everything. I went to tell him, hoping this baby would make our relationship real, only to overhear him on the phone, laughing. "A baby? With her? Are you crazy? I can't have some unwanted mutt ruining my life." My blood ran cold as I heard him, the man I loved, dismiss our unborn child as an "unwanted mutt," and me as "just a kid," "a fling." My phone shattered on the floor, mirroring my heart. Later, his ex, Sarah Jenkins-the "white whale" he never got over-buzzed his phone. I heard her laughter in the background as he canceled our dinner for her. The dream turned into a nightmare. Days later, Mark took Sarah' s side after she maliciously posted private photos of me online and then lied, claiming I was crazy. He didn't ask for my side of the story. He just saw her tears and shattered phone and immediately took her side. "You have caused nothing but trouble since she came back," he snarled, and then the man who promised to protect me slapped me. I fell, clutching my stomach, screaming his name as I saw the blood. But a cold, unfeeling Mark just looked at me. "Stop it, Olivia," he said, his voice laced with disgust. "The drama is over. I'm not falling for it." Then, he left me bleeding on the floor, driving off with Sarah as I lost our baby. How could he? How could the man who raised me, the man I loved, turn into a monster who chose his ex-girlfriend's lies over my suffering? How could he dismiss me, hit me, and abandon me when I was losing our child? What kind of love was this? What was wrong with me for believing in him? I would not let him soothe me this time. There would be no more tears, no more begging. I would take my shattered pieces, walk away, and build a life where I was finally free.
My First Love Cold Hearted

My First Love Cold Hearted

"What is this, Michael?" I asked him when he gave me an invitation card. Of course I know what it is but I want to ask him if what it is really for. "Invitation card, obviously. There's a big party and you have to go." He is stuck. He just rolled his eyeballs at me. I thought at that time that he had a surprise for me and that our relationship would be fixed just for our son Lenoah, but no. I attended a party just to get hurt too much. Because it was their engagement party. At first I thought Kalezy was just joking. I also know that Michael is her boyfriend but seeing me hurt face to face is what I couldn't handle. I had a quick breakdown. “W-We still haven't fixed our past problem, Michael. I kept your son from you for two years and even though I was hurt then that you let me go, I chose to introduce you to Lenoah as his father. I'm the first one who tried to fix our relationship but... I also suffered because you don't want me anymore. I know how much I wronged you before, Michael. I'm sorry but you gonna hurt me like this face to face? Michael, w-is it really gone? Don't you really love me anymore? Are you really giving up?” "A person's feelings change, Novy, and besides, it's been a long time," he said without emotion. I smiled bitterly. He's right. A person's feelings do change. "I understand. Sorry, if I'm too naughty. I'm sorry if I'm still trying to fix our relationship because I'm just thinking about our son," I said softly. "You planned to frame me up so I can get back to you, Novy. That's what I hate the most about what you did," he said coldly. "I'm sorry... I-I made a mistake..." I once let Michael go and it still hurt me too much. But I can handle it if I let him go a second time, right? I love Michael very much. But I know a different Michael now. The Michael I loved before and I was the only one he valued but now is gone. Another woman owns his heart and it's not me anymore. "S-Sorry... I promise you... I won't... I won't tease you anymore. B-I'll just visit Lenoah at your condo---" "We will also move to our subdivision." I quickly wiped my tears. It dripped one after another and my chest was tight. “In that case. S-We'll just meet outside," I said and sniffed even more. It's not just my tears, but also my cold. "I'll just give you a schedule." I nodded. "S-Alright, ah. I-I'll go first,” I said goodbye and because my knee was getting soft I almost lost my balance. He quickly grabbed my elbow to support me but I immediately pulled my hand back. "I'm fine..." I said and raised my hand and started walking. “New...” When I got out of the hotel, I just laughed so hard. Even the weather seems to be keeping up with my disappointment and sadness. It is raining heavily and the wind is also very cold. My tears are also pouring and it really doesn't stop. "New! Are you insane?!” my cousin Devillaine yelled at me. When he saw me walking and making it rain. "New!" “H-Leave me alone, Devi. I-I just want to... get wet in the rain.” "You are really crazy! You know you get a fever easily when you get wet in the rain!” He shouted at me while pulling my arm but I struggled. "I told you to let me go!" “New...” "N-I'm in pain, Devi... I-I just want... to forget even for a moment." "Then I will take you to the bar. I'll go get drunk with you if you want. Don't do this, Novy...” he said and just hugged me. I just cried on his shoulder. *** The news about their engagement party was hot and even though Michael and Kalezy were not engaged then he always went to the gym where the tennis players practiced. He does the same to me. He will watch our practice, even if it takes him an hour, he doesn't get bored waiting for me, but now... He's watching a different girl. Because I got wet from the rain last night, I did have a fever, but I also went in because we had practice. Our competition was coming up again but when our coach noticed that I was not myself, he gave me a break. I'm still wrapped in my varsity jacket and I'm really cold. "New! Your pogi boyfriend is looking for you. Cry without seeing you!” my tennis player friend also told me. Even though I was sick, I still smiled. Because I know who he is referring to as my boyfriend. It's my son. The net was blocking between us but that was often the scene between the two of us. He was holding it so I knelt down so that I could face his face. His eyes and nose were red. "Hi. Are you looking for me, babe?” I asked him and he snorted. “M-Mommy...” "Why is my boyfriend crying?" I asked him softly and he was about to touch both of my cheeks when I avoided it. "Your girlfriend is sick, babe. Kisses, hugs and touches are not allowed because Mommy's trying baby might get infected." "I just miss my girlfriend," he said and chuckled softly. "I miss you too, my baby." "You're close, Mommy. You will transfer your fever to me and then I will transfer it to Daddy." “Oh. You're with your girlfriend's rival again, hmm?” "Mommy..." "I love you,