Travel to the Female Respect World: My Husband Get Indulged to Me

Love and Nothing More

"Mr. Barrett, this was from your ex-wife, saying she wished you a happy wedding!" The assistant, Jacob, whose expression was a bit solemn, silently handed over the package. He opened the package, which contained three documents: The first one was a consent form for the donation of corneas and kidneys; The second was a report from Washington Hospital on advanced brain cancer; The third again was a pregnancy test issued by a Washington hospital. He shuddered as he turned the last page of the document, all the signatures were hers... "I'll sign the divorce papers, but I need you to promise me three things." "First, will you smile at me? A real smile." Andrew Barrett's slightly impatient face froze abruptly, and Jacob froze as well. "Second, call me 'sweetie' or 'honey', like a husband to a wife." Jacob had never seen such a simple request before, and at the same time, his heart overflowed with sourness because it was too simple, yet the man she was asking said coldly and stiffly: "I can't." Harper Flynn was at peace with herself because Andrew had let her down too many times, so even if she could not get whatever she wanted from him, she could also easily give up. "Third, let me hug you. Then, I'll sign right away." Harper reached out her hand, but the man's body remained tightly shut, standing there like a log. At that moment, Jacob answered a phone call and his eyes lit up. "Mr. Barrett, Dr. Chambers said that your cornea transplant is ahead of schedule and can be done at the same time as Ms. Wang's kidney transplant." Within a short time, the three of them entered three separate adjoining operating rooms. Harper lay on a cold operating table, with her hands resting on her abdomen, her eyes gently closed. Baby, mommy wanted to hold out for you, but mommy was useless and couldn't hold out until you were born. Her brain tumor was malignant, with a low success rate for surgery, and she once thought rather than die on the operating table, she'd rather be in pain and opt for conservative treatment. At least this way, she could still spend more time with Andrew. But now, she was tired, so she'd have to take the baby with her. At the same time, the red light came on in all three operating rooms. In the door in the center, doctors removed fresh kidneys and corneas in vessels and stepped into the left and right door. Jacob, who was waiting outside, watched in horror. Didn't Harper only donate kidneys? Why would any doctor still come out holding a clear cornea and then walk into that operating room of Mr. Barrett's?! Did... Suddenly, from the center operating room came the doctor's panicked yell, "No! Cardiac arrest, how did this happen?" Jacob was sweating profusely, his legs went limp, and he fell to the ground, muttering: "Mr. Barrett, you'll regret it, you'll definitely regret it..." A month later, Andrew, who had regained his sight, did not see Harper show up. He took out his phone and finally dialed the number. It took a long time for the other side to answer. Andrew was a little impatient and spoke sharply: "Harper, hurry over and take your stuff away. It's taking up space!" There was an "uh-huh" and a hang-up. How long it took, he didn't know, but there was the sound of a door being pushed behind him. "Mr. Barrett, I've come to pack up Harper's belongings for her." The visitor was holding a picture frame in his arms, and the person in the black and white photo was clearly Harper!

A Love Confession from Las Vegas

A high-society romance where pretense turned into reality.   Van, the heir to a top-tier fortune and a regular on the front page of the Wall Street Journal, had been mocked for being perpetually single, with even rumors swirling about his "dysfunction."   Winnie, a Hollywood superstar desperate to escape her constant barrage of scandals, encountered this billionaire worth tens of billions. To her surprise, Van presented her with an unexpected proposal:   "Pretend to date me for a year. You won't have to do anything else. I'll pay you $100 million after taxes."   She planned to laugh it off but couldn't ignore the man's chiseled features-the way his shadowed face was lit up as he casually raised an eyebrow and lit a cigarette in the glow of firelight, his voice steady and laced with danger.   She remembered their first meeting in a torrential downpour-the man reclining in a silver Maybach, eyes half-closed, exuding charm yet utterly unattainable. She also remembered later, when everyone had believed him to be unshakable and untouchable, he had appeared alone, worn and weary, at her remote desert film set, quietly asking:   "Do you really have to shoot this kiss scene?"   Behind this contract lay something far deeper than money-a fixation, a love that had turned real, or perhaps an irresistible force neither of them had recognized.   $100 million had set the stage for a high-stakes battle of love and hate that would ultimately unravel.

Mr. President's Prenuptial Romance

She is a wealthy and wealthy woman renowned in New York, and he is a financial tycoon in Washington. Their marriage is a family alliance without any emotional connection. In order to cultivate this love, she hid her identity and entered her husband's company, but unexpectedly, the first thing she did at work was the sexual hidden rules of her immediate supervisor.

Billionaire Wants To Get Married

'Sir, this card is rejected either!" Vanessa's eyes crossed with a trace of pity. Such a beautiful man was a penniless vagrant. But, luckily, he met her. Vanessa was worried about how to spend the 100,000 dollars, or her brother would nag her again. So she handed the card over directly, 'Use this." Aaron Anderson looked down and saw a fair arm stretched out from behind him. The girl was extremely good-looking, just looked cold. He raised an eyebrow, and for the first time in his life, he had the illusion of being a kept man.

TAMING MR. COLD AND ARROGANT

Sophia Ysabelle, 26 years old, accepted the life-changing deal of marrying the famous billionaire, Daniel Kelley, not for his money but his name. They have different reasons for marrying each other. Daniel needs a woman to pretend as his wife to get the biggest investment for their company, which will lead them to the top-grossing company in the whole state of California. While Sophia needs someone 'powerful' on her back while still seeking justice for what happened to her in the past. But there is a big problem between the two of them, they couldn't stand alone in one place facing each other. Daniel is a cold and arrogant billionaire with a smile as precious as a diamond, and who already put her under his judgement from the very first time they met. And Sophia is a stubborn yet resilient woman who never backs down from anyone's judgement, not even from her future husband's rudeness. But in the end, will she tell him the real reason for marrying him? When he finds out the truth, will he continue to judge her? Will he be able to protect her from her dark past or he will just remain a cold and arrogant husband towards her? "Never judge someone without knowing the whole story. You may think you understand, but you don't"

Mr. Arrogant Jerk

Aviva~~~ I sat on the ground looking at the sight in front of me. I cried again and again. "Why did you leave us?"I screamed to the top of my lungs. " why us" I screamed a gain this time my lungs felt painful but not compared to my heart. " why did you have to leave us?"I said in lower tone this time lowering my head and looking down at the grave. I just couldn't understand life or was it fate? It took from us the most loved person. "Why did you have to leave us miserable with no support dad?" I said looking down at his grave. The grave I was sitting at the moment hopping that my dad could comeback and live happy with us like how we used to be. Hoping that at least my dad could come and take me to where he went up there Hoping that when I go back home everything could go back to where they were before my dad died.

Rising From Ashes: The Heiress They Tried To Erase

Maia grew up a pampered heiress-until the real daughter returned and framed her, sending Maia to prison with help from her fiancé and family. Four years later, free and married to Chris, a notorious outcast, everyone assumed Maia was finished. They soon discovered she was secretly a famed jeweler, elite hacker, celebrity chef, and top game designer. As her former family begged for help, Chris smiled calmly. "Honey, let's go home." Only then did Maia realize her "useless" husband was a legendary tycoon who'd adored her from the start.

Unspoken Hearts: My Neglected Mute Wife's Escape

Kallie, a mute who had been ignored by her husband for five years since their wedding, also suffered the loss of her pregnancy due to her cruel mother-in-law. After the divorce, she learned that her ex-husband had quickly gotten engaged to the woman he truly loved. Holding her slightly rounded belly, she realized that he had never really cared for her. Determined, she left him behind, treating him as a stranger. Yet, after she left, he scoured the globe in search of her. When their paths crossed once more, Kallie had already found new happiness. For the first time, he pleaded humbly, "Please don't leave me..."  But Kallie's response was firm and dismissive, cutting through any lingering ties. "Get lost!"

The Warlord's Lovely Prize

Kaelyn devoted three years tending to her husband after a terrible accident. But once he was fully recovered, he cast her aside and brought his first love back from abroad. Devastated, Kaelyn decided on a divorce as people mocked her for being discarded. She went on to reinvent herself, becoming a highly sought-after doctor, a champion racer, and an internationally renowned architectural designer. Even then, the traitors sneered in disdain, believing Kaelyn would never find someone. But then the ex-husband’s uncle, a powerful warlord, returned with his army to ask for Kaelyn’s hand in marriage.

Too Late For Regret: The Genius Heiress Who Shines

Blinded in a crash, Cary was rejected by every socialite—except Evelina, who married him without hesitation. Three years later, he regained his sight and ended their marriage. "We’ve already lost so many years. I won’t let her waste another one on me." Evelina signed the divorce papers without a word. Everyone mocked her fall—until they discovered that the miracle doctor, jewelry mogul, stock genius, top hacker, and the President's true daughter… were all her. When Cary came crawling back, a ruthless tycoon had him kicked out. "She's my wife now. Get lost."

I'm Divorcing with You, Mr Billionaire!

I received a pornographic video. "Do you like this?" The man speaking in the video is my husband, Mark, whom I haven't seen for several months. He is naked, his shirt and pants scattered on the ground, thrusting forcefully on a woman whose face I can't see, her plump and round breasts bouncing vigorously. I can clearly hear the slapping sounds in the video, mixed with lustful moans and grunts. "Yes, yes, fuck me hard, baby," the woman screams ecstatically in response. "You naughty girl!" Mark stands up and flips her over, slapping her buttocks as he speaks. "Stick your ass up!" The woman giggles, turns around, sways her buttocks, and kneels on the bed. I feel like someone has poured a bucket of ice water on my head. It's bad enough that my husband is having an affair, but what's worse is that the other woman is my own sister, Bella. ************************************************************************************************************************ "I want to get a divorce, Mark," I repeated myself in case he didn't hear me the first time-even though I knew he'd heard me clearly. He stared at me with a frown before answering coldly, "It's not up to you! I'm very busy, don't waste my time with such boring topics, or try to attract my attention!" The last thing I was going to do was argue or bicker with him. "I will have the lawyer send you the divorce agreement," was all I said, as calmly as I could muster. He didn't even say another word after that and just went through the door he'd been standing in front of, slamming it harshly behind him. My eyes lingered on the knob of the door a bit absentmindedly before I pulled the wedding ring off my finger and placed it on the table. I grabbed my suitcase, which I'd already had my things packed in and headed out of the house.

Rejected No More: I Am Way Out Of Your League, Darling!

For ten years, Daniela showered her ex-husband with unwavering devotion, only to discover she was just his biggest joke. Feeling humiliated yet determined, she finally divorced him. Three months later, Daniela returned in grand style. She was now the hidden CEO of a leading brand, a sought-after designer, and a wealthy mining mogul—her success unveiled at her triumphant comeback. Her ex-husband’s entire family rushed over, desperate to beg for forgiveness and plead for another chance. Yet Daniela, now cherished by the famed Mr. Phillips, regarded them with icy disdain. "I’m out of your league."