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Her Pain, His Ultimate Regret

Her Pain, His Ultimate Regret

My team lead looked at my termination letter, unable to meet my eyes. He said it came from the top, nothing he could do. I was the scapegoat for a supposed error, fired from the company because Chloe Davis, Nathan Hayes' s high school sweetheart and co-founder, was back. Suddenly, I saw Nathan get out of his car, holding the door for Chloe with a tenderness he hadn't shown me in ages. Our eyes met, a flicker of something in his expression before it was gone, and he walked right past me without a word, leaving a sharp pain in my chest. I hailed a cab and went to his penthouse, the place I called home, for now. I cooked his favorite meal, sent him a picture, and waited, but he never replied. Days passed. Nathan didn't contact me. I'd been to the hospital three times, my doctor pressing for treatment options, but I kept them hidden. He finally came home, his tension easing when I told him I just had a cold. He pulled my hand to his face, a familiar, intimate gesture, reminding me how easily I mistook habit for affection. After a night of desperate passion, he whispered, "Ava, you're not mad I fired you, are you?" I wasn't. Three years ago, he paid off my mother's gambling debts, turning me into his "kept woman." I was dutiful, obedient, supportive, asking for nothing. He called me his "beautiful bird in a golden cage," the one who could never leave him. Then, Chloe's best friend, Brenda Smith, confronted me, throwing my desperate texts to Nathan in my face. "You're a pathetic homewrecker," she sneered, slapping me hard across the cheek. I ended up in the hospital with a concussion. Nathan came back, but his main concern was Chloe's reputation. "Ava, Chloe is different from you to me," he said, touching my bruised cheek. "Just be good, okay?" The pain was suffocating. I didn't understand how he could be so cruelly indifferent. I closed my eyes, and a single tear escaped. He didn't wipe it away. Our three years together meant nothing. It was all a ghost compared to his "white knight." "Let's break up, Nathan." His jaw tightened. "Ava, break up? Haven't you forgotten our agreement? Unless one of us dies, I am the one who decides when we part ways." I finally understood. To be free, I had to die for him to let me go.
Too Late For Regret, Mr. Billionaire.

Too Late For Regret, Mr. Billionaire.

For three years, Chloe was Cole's perfect executive assistant by day and his secret lover by night. On her birthday, she prepared a candlelit dinner, ready to propose and share the secret of her pregnancy. But a single phone call from his ex-girlfriend, Carroll, ruined everything. Cole rushed out to comfort his ex, leaving Chloe behind. That same night, Chloe got into a horrific car crash. As she lay bleeding on the side of the road, losing their child, Cole ignored all her desperate calls. When she woke up in the hospital, her baby was gone. Dragging her broken body to find him, she saw Cole tenderly feeding Carroll—a woman who shared her exact face. She was never loved, just a cheap substitute. When Chloe tried to quit and leave, Cole threatened her family's company to keep her trapped. Carroll even poured scalding coffee on herself just to frame Chloe. Without even looking at the fresh burn on Chloe's hand, Cole held the weeping Carroll and turned to Chloe with a monstrous demand. "Her blood type is rare. You are going to donate blood to her." He wanted Chloe, who had just suffered a traumatic miscarriage, to act as a blood bag for the woman who orchestrated her pain. Did her life and her dead child mean absolutely nothing to him? The last trace of her love turned to ash, replaced by a blazing, primal hatred. "You will not do this to me!" She wrenched her arm from his grip, refusing to be his caged canary anymore. It was time to tear his world apart.
Her Own Making: A Family

Her Own Making: A Family

The familiar scent of my Aunt Carol' s pot roast once symbolized family, now it was the smell of my personal hell. My fiancé, Michael, sat beside me, urging me to eat, while my cousin Bethany feigned illness, subtly pressuring me to give up my Star-Tech internship for her. In my first life, I capitulated, sacrificing my hard-earned opportunity because Bethany "wanted" it, swayed by her theatrics and my family' s relentless pressure. That decision was the beginning of the end, leading to a life of quiet desperation, watching my dreams handed to my manipulative cousin while I was praised for my "understanding." It ended in a hospital bed, alone, broken, and dying, while Michael and Bethany planned their wedding. The cold, sterile memory of that flatlining heart monitor brought a wave of blinding nausea. But this time, it was different. This wasn' t a memory; it was a horrifying replay. "Actually," I stated, pulling my hand from Michael' s, my voice clear and steady as a bell, shocking everyone at the table, "I won' t be giving up the internship." A stunned silence fell, Bethany' s feigned sympathy replaced by immediate tears, Michael' s concern for her. My aunt snapped, calling me selfish, Bethany fragile. I pushed back my chair, declaring my decision was final, and walked out, leaving my untouched plate. This wasn' t a negotiation; it was a declaration of independence. The life they had planned for me was officially canceled. I sold my mother's jewelry, deleted Michael's texts, and applied to a university thousands of miles away. It was my second chance, a new beginning, and this time, I wouldn' t be a victim.
The Arrogant Mrs CEO

The Arrogant Mrs CEO

"I clothe you, I feed you. So I have every right over you!" These were Cindy's words to her 27-year-old handsome boyfriend, Peter Richards. Cindy was from a prestigious billionaire family. Being the only daughter of her billionaire parents, she was ruthless, authoritative, and most men ran away from her, having heard about her character from rumors. Peter was from a poor family home, and luckily a day came when he met Cindy at a shopping mall. He offered to help Cindy carry her bags. Without any accommodation of his own, as he squatted with some wanderers under a bridge where he slept every night, Cindy decided to help him. Cindy bought a house for Peter, but she was brutal with her choice of words to him and she disrespected his family. Peter was a graduate, as his poor family managed to sponsor him through university, but he didn't have any job. Not wanting to return back home to his parents in the village empty-handed, Peter squatted with friends who later threw him out when he refused to join their fraudulent business. Cindy frustrated Peter's life, even giving him her underwear to wash, until one day, Cindy's best friend saw Peter and she fell in love with him too. Lora Adams offered Peter a mouthwatering job, and also showed him care, despite knowing that Peter was still in love with Cindy and not minding Cindy's ruthlessness towards him. One day, Cindy came back home, and she caught Lora pants down with Peter, leaving her heartbroken. Cindy broke up with Peter, and she sent him away. But what will she do when she finds out that she's pregnant with his child? Will they meet again? Read to find out what happens next .