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Saving Her, Breaking Us

Saving Her, Breaking Us

5.0

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 her Fiancé Postpone their Wedding

She Married Another Guy After her Fiancé Postpone their Wedding

5.0

Three days before the wedding, Eliana discovered that her boyfriend of three years had been secretly planning a wedding with his childhood sweetheart. "Erin has been diagnosed with Alzheimer's. Her greatest wish is to be my wife while she can still remember. We'll cancel our wedding. Once she forgets me completely, I'll come back and marry you." Upon learning the truth, Eliana remained composed, refusing to shed tears or cause a commotion. She dialed a number she hadn't contacted in three years. "Brother, I agree to the arranged marriage with the Barton family, to wed that emotionally distant heir. In three days, make sure he appear in the wedding."

From Underworld to Crown

From Underworld to Crown

5.0

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."

From Rival to Sister-in-law

From Rival to Sister-in-law

5.0

Josie Watson asked for a divorce for the ninety-ninth time, but Laurence Andrews took a call from his first love and told her to get out of the car. "Go home and think it over. I hope this is the last time you make a fuss," he said. For Rosalie Harris, he abandoned Josie repeatedly, humiliating her. Laurence believed Josie couldn't survive without him. He didn't know Rosalie's brother was secretly encouraging Josie to divorce and leave the country.

An Unforgettable Ex

An Unforgettable Ex

5.0

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?"

The True Heiress Returns: I Inherit a Fortune

The True Heiress Returns: I Inherit a Fortune

5.0

The once-disgraced imposter, who was cast out, had transformed into the rightful heir of an elite family. She returned with a powerful force, delivering a decisive and overwhelming defeat to her ex-fiancé and the true heiress who had usurped her place.

Second Cut

Second Cut

5.0

In my past life, I gave up my chance to become a top surgeon to support my husband Kyson Mason's career. I willingly stood in his shadow as his devoted wife. After he achieved fame and success, he draped his arm around a younger colleague and said to me, "You're no longer good enough for me." Divorced and left with nothing, my skills rusted, and I succumbed to depression, dying alone. When I opened my eyes again, I found myself back on the day Kyson first urged me to quit my job. He held my hand, his eyes brimming with affection. "Once I become department head, I'll make sure you live a good life." I smiled and gently pulled my hand away. "No need, Dr. Mason. Also, let's get divorced." My scalpel was itching to see the light of day again.

Buried in Crimson Tides

Buried in Crimson Tides

5.0

My husband buried me in the sand, shaping me into a mermaid. Then he turned his back and walked away-off to comfort his stepsister, who had stubbed her foot. I watched his figure retreating, helpless, as the tide crept higher. Despair swallowed me whole. In the very last second before I lost consciousness, a single thought flashed through my mind.

Sir, I Won

Sir, I Won

5.0

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.

She Married Another Guy after Giving Birth to her Ex-husband's Baby

She Married Another Guy after Giving Birth to her Ex-husband's Baby

5.0

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."

My Fiancé Married Me To My Rival

My Fiancé Married Me To My Rival

5.0

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."

A Bed of His Making

A Bed of His Making

5.0

Silas Hudson, the local tycoon of Sangrilas, found me that year when I had lost my memory. And for the next seven years, he had kept me and been pampering me. Everyone said I was his greatest weakness that no one could touch. And they said he was about to marry me. Not long ago, he was spotted abroad, ordering a custom diamond-studded gown. Until the day I drank half a glass of drugged wine and felt weak. His voice went into my ears, "When the time comes, send Sandy Ramos to Charlie Schultz's bed. I don't believe he could resist her. Make sure put enough dosage to his drink. I've trained Sandy myself. He doesn't know how lucky he is." Someone whispered to him, "You're really willing to give Sandy to him? She's been with you for so long." "To make Kaitlin Ellis see that Charlie isn't the upstanding man she thinks he is, I'm ok to sacrifice Sandy." I suddenly remembered why he kept me all those years ago.

A Crown of Strength

A Crown of Strength

5.0

Everyone said Xander Fuller loved me deeply. If it had been a day earlier, I would have believed it too. But then I saw him through the hospital window, holding a sobbing woman tightly in his arms. "Don't overthink it! She's just your stand-in. If I didn't play the part, what if my enemies went after you? Thank goodness the explosion didn't hurt you, or I'd regret it forever!" I looked down at my scarred hands and gave a bitter smile. When my life hung by a thread, Xander saved me and gave me a love that felt one-of-a-kind. Back then, I naively thought I had found happiness. But when enemies kidnapped and tortured me to threaten him, he acted indifferent, even showing a hint of relief in his eyes. I didn't understand why back then, but now it all made sense. I touched my mother's portrait and dialed a number I hadn't called in ages. That night, bodyguards surrounded the hospital entrance, bowing respectfully to me. "Welcome back, Miss!"

The 1314th Jilted Bride

The 1314th Jilted Bride

5.0

For ten years I planned our dream wedding-over and over-while my CEO fiancé Kody Morgan found ways to miss every single one. Ever since Tonya Buckley, his childhood sweetheart, returned to the country, my wedding had become a ticking time bomb. She caused a scene on the eve of my wedding, and Kody always stood me up. This last time, Tonya cut her finger, and a few drops of blood spilled dramatically. Kody anxiously ran red lights, risking everything to rush her to the ER, insisting the doctor check her carefully. Meanwhile, I faced the guests' derisive stares and received only Kody's dismissive excuse. "Does it have to be today? We've canceled the wedding so many times already, let's reschedule for next weekend. Tonya passes out at the sight of blood, so I need to stay with her. I really hope you understand." He reminisces about their childhood bond, granting Tonya every request, while neglecting me. Actually, I didn't have to marry him. When his absence became a pattern, I chose a man who'd actually appear.

My Fiancé Married Another Woman, and I Married his Enemy

My Fiancé Married Another Woman, and I Married his Enemy

5.0

My Oliver Group went bankrupt, my father jumped from the building, and my fiancé, Connor Dale, sent me to the psychiatric hospital. He came to see me with a wedding invitation. He was getting married to my step-sister, Madeline Oliver. He said with a smile, "Brenna, everything your family has, including your business achievement, belongs to us now." I died with hatred on that cold hospital bed. When I opened my eyes again, I found myself back before all the tragedies had happened. When Madeline came to recognize her identity to me, I slapped her across the face and said, "Get lost!" When Connor, the scumbag, proposed to me, I tore up the engagement contract in front of everyone. "Who do you think you are?" This time, I proactively walked up to Jacob Harrison, who was said to be cold-hearted and ruthless and controlled the entire business empire. Everyone feared him, but only I knew that he held my gravestone for a whole night after I died in a fire in my previous life.

I Broke up with My Boyfriend Before I Died

I Broke up with My Boyfriend Before I Died

5.0

I chased after Jake Burton for eight years, only to break up with him when I saw he had saved his ex-girlfriend's contact as "Baby." Her name was Janet Flynn. "Just because I forgot to change the contact name?" I stared at Jake's mocking smile and nodded. His friends said I was narrow-minded and overreacted, but I just kept my gaze on Jake without saying a word. Jake's dark eyes seemed to be covered with frost. After a moment, he simply sneered, "Fine. Let's break up. Just don't come back to me and cry to plead with me to get back together." Everyone in the room erupted in laughter. I pushed open the door, clutched the pathology report in my coat pocket, and walked into the night. I had wanted to weave a beautiful dream for the last moments of my life. But I shouldn't force love. It was even more bitter than the medicine I took.

My Sister Took My Orc

My Sister Took My Orc

5.0

My sister and I chose our orcs at the same time. She quickly took the purebred, noble, and calm mystical beast, leaving me with the wild spirit snake, whose lineage was mixed and temperament fierce. Unexpectedly, when the mystical beast advanced, it turned on its master, leaving my sister's appearance ruined and her powers depleted. Meanwhile, the spirit snake transformed into a true dragon, ascending to a god-like creature, bringing me endless glory. I went to visit my sister; she had lost her mind, and her inner power imploded, taking me with her. When I awoke, I was back at the moment of choosing the beast. This time, my sister snatched the spirit snake first. With a cold smile, she said, "The useless mystical beast is yours. Now you can experience the agony of helplessness and ruin." I smiled back. Why should I risk my life to seize resources when I could find peace and balance in life? Whistling a happy tune, I took the mystical beast home, burying my face in its belly. Its coarse, strong tail coiled around my calf, whispering, "Darling, you're mine."

My Husband Forgot Me

My Husband Forgot Me

5.0

I was there with my husband when we started from scratch, moving from a rundown shack to a massive mansion. On the day the company went public, he showed up at the celebration with a young woman on his arm. He introduced her to the crowd, "This is my love, Ms. Barrett." Someone asked, "What about your wife?" He just smiled. "That old ball and chain at home? She doesn't belong at an event like this." I stood quietly at the back of the crowd, holding a glass of champagne. Then the screen behind him lit up, starting a video about the company's history. At the end of the video, a chart of the company's ownership structure appeared. My name and photo were clearly under the "Largest Shareholder" section, with a 51% stake. A clip started playing. A younger version of my husband, looking shy, said, "Everything I have, I owe to my wife. Without her, none of this would exist."

The Seventh Chance

The Seventh Chance

5.0

Vincent had an admirer who was relentlessly devoted, pursuing him for seven years. This woman was of average appearance and circumstances, yet she never gave up on him. Initially, Vincent felt nothing but disdain for her, telling her off harshly and repeatedly, which was unusual for someone who typically adhered to social decorum. However, Mira accidentally discovered what Vincent had saved her contact as in his phone. He called her darling.

The Forgotten Neighbor

The Forgotten Neighbor

4.3

At seventeen, Beatrixa Watson and her neighbor Maverick Fuller tasted forbidden fruit, hiding their romance from everyone. That day, she nervously held her homework, seeking his help. Her budding affection burned too brightly. He noticed her feelings and gently coaxed her to lift her skirt. "Don't be afraid. It won't hurt," he said. Her unease and resistance melted under his charming, tender smile. After that day, whenever Beatrixa visited him next door, his voice carried a teasing warmth. "I worked so hard helping you with your problems, Bae. How about a little reward for me?" Her cheeks flushed as she agreed. When passion took over, he always kissed her forehead. "Bae, you're so good. I really like you." He promised to go public with their relationship once she got into his university. But when she arrived at his house, clutching her acceptance letter with excitement, his careless, mocking voice stopped her cold. "The only one I care about is Bailee. Beatrixa's just the neighbor girl. If Bailee hadn't been abroad as an exchange student this past year, and if Beatrixa didn't look a bit like her, I'd never have been with someone as overweight as her. Now that Bailee's back, it's time to ditch this problem."