That Prince Is A Girl: The Vicious King's Captive Slave Mate.
The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life
Rejected No More: I Am Way Out Of Your League, Darling!
Between Ruin And Resolve: My Ex-Husband's Regret
My Coldhearted Ex Demands A Remarriage
His Unwanted Wife, The World's Coveted Genius
Pampered By The Ruthless Underground Boss
Requiem of A Broken Heart
The Warlord's Lovely Prize
The Unwanted Wife's Unexpected Comeback
“I ’m fine, Mum. Seriously.” I pinch the bridge of my nose as I stare at the canvas filled with sharp yellow while holding the phone to my ear. “Then let me see your face, hon,” Mum says softly, almost pleadingly. She’s always pleading with me, my mum, imploring, asking, probing, and disturbing my routine. I exhale a long breath. I sound like a damn twat to the mother who only ever treated me with care, love, and understanding. And maybe I’m on edge because I don’t want her to hate me. I hate me enough for both of us.