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My Fiancé Married Me To My Rival
Romance At my best friend's birthday party, I drank tainted wine and passed out.
When I woke up, I heard the doctor say it could cause severe nerve damage.
I teased my fiancé Cayden Hewitt, asking who I was and where I was.
He hesitated, staring at me, then called my rival Liam Hewitt.
"You're Julia. He's your fiancé. You're getting married soon."
I froze, thinking he was joking too.
My best friend, Vivian Green, slipped her arm through Cayden's, looking every bit like a couple in love.
Eventually, I was about to marry Liam.
But Cayden, with eyes red from emotion, stood in front of the car to stop it, pleading, "Julia, don't marry him. I've realized I can't let you go." From Underworld to Crown
Mafia My fiancé, Richard Ahmed, had been unfaithful.
His mistress, Eva Marsh, sent me a provocative video.
In the video, Richard and Eva were passionately kissing, while his friends cheered loudly, "You two are perfect for each other. You should get married."
Richard's parents were holding Eva's hand, saying, "You're the only one we see as part of the family."
I let out a cold laugh and dialed the number of my father, the head of a criminal syndicate. "Get in touch with a team for me. I have a live stream event planned."
"Alright. The condition is that you return to Zlomont and become the new head of the Brooks Group." Saving Her, Breaking Us
Romance The day I saw Jared Stanley's interview, I filed for divorce and moved out of the perfectly maintained home I'd shared with him for three years.
In that interview, Jared said his biggest regret in life was that, in a life-or-death situation, he instinctively protected what he called his most "precious national asset."
The "asset" he protected wasn't me, his wife. It was his "fragile" colleague, Bailee Brooks.
Two days later, at the global press conference for the G20 summit.
The same renowned war correspondent asked me the same question.
"Ms. Quinn, as a top-tier simultaneous interpreter, what would you say is the professional principle you are most proud of?"
I looked directly at Jared sitting in the front row.
"True professionalism is knowing that my husband risked his life to protect his mistress, and still being able to calmly, as the lead interpreter, accurately convey the commands that would ultimately save him." She Married Another Guy after Giving Birth to her Ex-husband's Baby
Romance In the third year of their marriage, Lachlan Begum became infatuated with his new secretary, Cassie Quinn
She was open and bold. Her personal motto was "Fortune favors the bold."
In bed, she knew countless different positions, and outside of it, she accompanied Lachlan in various thrilling activities.
While he went out with Cassie, he maintained the facade of a devoted husband by fabricating where he had been to Nicola Hayes. "I'm not coming home tonight. I was drunk, so I'm sleeping at the office."
Cassie chuckled beside him. She said with a hint of teasing provocation, "When are you going to divorce that boring old woman?"
The call ended abruptly.
Unbeknownst to them, Nicola was sitting in the Obstetrics and Gynecology department and staring at the pregnancy report at her fingertips. She had been pregnant for six weeks.
After she left the hospital, she called her brother, Jerold Hayes, who was a lawyer. "Jerold, I need you to make a divorce agreement for me."
Jerold paused briefly and then asked, "Are you sure about this?"
Nicola replied calmly, "Yes. I'm pregnant. I plan to keep the baby myself." An Unforgettable Ex
Billionaires On our seventh anniversary, I inadvertently stumbled upon a hidden confession in Liam's public Facebook post.
It was his unrequited love for Destinee.
I realized then that the initials letters on our wedding rings were never meant to stand for Liam and Divya, but for his unwavering longing for Destinee.
He was eager to marry me on a holiday, not out of love, but because Destinee was also getting married to someone else that day.
"Divya, what is the fuss again?" Liam asked, standing at the door.
I turned to face him calmly and said, "Liam, let's break up."
He furrowed his brows slightly, trying to snatch the phone from my hand as he entered the room, only to find that I had already saved a screenshot.
"Why are you so upset about an old post?" Eternal Night of Seduction: From Abandoned Mistress To Mafia Queen
Mafia Selena Menezwa had been with Caius Capone, the illegitimate son of the mafia family, for ten years.
Yet, on the day he took power, the family called someone else the "Godmother".
Caius, his hands still stained with blood and gripping a gun, held Charlotte Wodehurst, a pure-looking beauty in his arms.
"Selena, don't blame me. You never had a proper education, and you're too unrestrained. You're not fit to be the Godmother. Charlotte is different. She was born into nobility and is the second violinist in the orchestra. You can stick around without a ring, but she can't."
Selena didn't argue; she simply turned and left.
What Caius didn't know was that she was the princess of the powerful Menezwa family and the concertmaster of the very orchestra where Charlotte played.
The Menezwa family, well aware of Selena's reckless streak, had already prepared a man for her.
The arms dealer Caius was desperate to win over was already eager to become her fiancé. Sir, I Won
Billionaires She was a girl from humble beginnings, while he was the heir to a billion-dollar fortune. What started as a spiteful pursuit soon entangled them in a web of interests.
To him, she was merely a companion for his whims; to her, he was a stepping stone, a partner in their charade. He discarded her for his idealized first love, even allowing others to humiliate her in public, unaware she was already carrying his child.
Despite the abuse, insults, and online harassment, she appeared fragile and tearful, all the while secretly gathering evidence and discreetly reallocating assets.
When he got engaged to his idealized first love, she, pregnant and determined, disappeared overnight, leaving behind a box of shocking revelations.
By the time he realized his mistakes, he was left drained of his value, left physically and emotionally devastated by an accident, and deserted by those he once trusted.
In the end, she returned with their son, armed with a paternity test, and made a triumphant return to the company, a smile lighting up her face. After Rebirth, I Tore Apart My Sister's Dream Of Becoming A Queen
Fantasy In my past life, on the day my sister and I attended the Witch Coven's matrimonial ceremony, I rescued a distressed vampire prince.
In gratitude, upon his return to the clan, the prince promptly declared that I would be his future bride.
A year later, I gave birth to a pureblood heir, the sole successor of the entire vampire lineage.
The prince was overjoyed, and on the day he was crowned as the prince, he completed the Blood Bond with me, establishing me as his eternal partner and queen, making me respected by all clans.
As for my sister, she chose to marry a strong werewolf leader, only to become the most inconspicuous among his many lovers.
Her jealousy towards me drove her to madness, culminating in the night of a witch's moonlit gathering when she pushed me off a towering cliff, causing me to die from the fall.
When I opened my eyes again, I saw my sister rushing towards the direction of the vampire prince's distress on the day of the matrimonial ceremony. I realized she had been reborn too.
Yet, she didn't understand that becoming the prince's bride was easy.
Winning his heart and giving birth to his child, however, was an almost impossible task. He Chose His Adopted Sister
Werewolf Alpha Carl's scalpel pierced my flesh, ready to begin the surgery.
His phone in his pocket vibrated wildly, and he couldn't resist answering it.
"Carl, before I die, I just want to see you one more time," Bianca, his adopted sister, said, her voice trembling.
She had attempted suicide.
I lay on the operating table, my abdomen already sliced open, when I heard the news.
Carl dropped the scalpel and turned to Alpha Arthur.
"My Luna's surgery is in your hands now," he said.
With that, he turned and left.
As I watched Carl's retreating figure, my heart felt gripped by an invisible hand, the pain unbearable.
Tears slipped from my eyes before I could stop them.
In the next moment, a cold scalpel pierced my skin again.
Alpha Arthur spoke coldly, "Why are you crying? With me here, you won't die." As I Lay Dying He Is With His Soulmate in Labor
Romance On Valentine's Day, I was diagnosed with advanced stomach cancer, with less than a month left to live.
As I was engulfed in confusion and panic, Sebastian Nash knelt before me with a pained expression, saying, "I'm sorry, Betsy. I've fallen in love with another woman."
He then promised me seriously, "I haven't cheated on you. What I share with her is a deep emotional bond. We won't have sex, and my feelings and commitment to you remain unchanged. I will continue to fulfill my duties as your husband."
Clutching the diagnosis report tightly, I managed to force out a few words, "Okay. I will let you be together."
Sebastian was both surprised and worried as he embraced me, saying, "Betsy, don't leave me. I love her, but I love you more. Please don't be angry or make trouble with me."
I gave a bitter smile, "I won't."
As a dying person, there was nothing worth crying or fussing over. Rebirth Over the Deep
Romance I had thalassophobia, a condition rooted in an incident ten years ago when I saved Alec Johnson from a dangerous undertow.
He once held my shivering body and swore he would never let me near the ocean again.
Later, his first love, Rosalyn Martin, known as the "Mermaid Dancer," injured herself before a crucial underwater documentary shoot.
Unable to find a stand-in, he turned to me.
He locked me in a swaying cabin, his eyes bloodshot as he pleaded, "Maeve, your build is the closest to hers. Please, finish this last underwater ballet scene for her. This is her lifelong dream. I'm begging you."
They forced me into a diving suit and pushed me into the dark, icy depths that had nearly claimed my life once before.
When I surfaced, driven by sheer survival instinct, I saw him cradling a tearful Rosalyn, soothing her gently. "Rosalyn, don't cry. Your dream is complete."
No one noticed I had nearly died down there.
He didn't know that every investment in his thriving company came from me.
What he was about to destroy wasn't just my love but his entire future. I Ruined my Ex-husband and my Best Friend after a Divorce
Romance I once believed that after enduring hardships, we would finally savor the sweetness of life once my husband, Rhett, completed his PhD.
However, on the day of his graduation, he shocked me by filing for divorce, accusing me of deceiving him into marriage by hiding a family illness.
What shattered my heart even more was that my best friend, Emeline, who was also my lawyer, "mistakenly" presented crucial evidence in court, leading to my defeat and leaving me completely penniless and homeless.
Wandering the streets with nothing, I sought out Emeline, only to overhear an earth-shattering truth outside her door.
It turned out they had been together all along and even had a child. They had conspired to accuse me of being the sick one to completely discard me.
Seven years of dedication and friendship were all lies, leaving only cold fury in my heart.
Quietly, I gathered solid proof to prove my innocence and returned to the courtroom.
This time, I was determined to hold them accountable for their deceit! Come Back, My Love
Romance In a marriage of three years that existed in name only, Eva gave her heart fully.
Just as Jake was finally starting to be moved by her sincerity, his first love, Ryann, returned.
Without hesitation, Jake chose Ryann.
Eva, devastated and feeling as if all hope was lost, made the tough decision to divorce him and went abroad to further her studies alone.
However, once she left, Jake came to a startling realization of his deep feelings for her that had been buried in his heart and also saw through Ryann's true deceitful nature.
Filled with regret, he wanted to win Eva back but underestimated the unyielding resolve and formidable determination of a woman.
This time, Eva was determined to move forward without looking back. 
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