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The Woman Who Gave the Tycoon an Heir
"Give birth to my baby, and I'll give you everything you want." In order to raise enough money for her mother's surgery bills, Amelia Warren spends a night with a stranger. At first, she thinks she won't see him ever again, but her accidental pregnancy intertwines her fate with his. Amelia rejects that suggestion immediately. "This is my uterus. I have the right to decide whether or not I want to give birth to this baby." The man stops her in a domineering fashion. "You have no say in this matter!" Michael Sutton, the famous business mogul in Southport, is a noble and prestigious man equipped with extremely brutal methods. No one dares to defy him at all. Rumors have it that he's cold, distant, and isn't interested in the fairer sex at all. Some even whisper of his inability to sire children of his own. That is, until the paparazzi snap photos of him accompanying a woman to a prenatal check-up. "Darling, you must be tired from all the walking. I'll carry you into the room." "Darling, you must be thirsty, right? I'll feed you some water." The so-called cold and distant man transforms into a henpecked husband right in front of the cameras, leaving everyone shell-shocked. … Before Amelia meets Michael, she's stuck in a hopeless situation. Her dad is a gambling addict, and her mom is very ill. Before she can even graduate from university, she's already saddled with heavy debts. She envisions her life of despair to remain like this for as long as she draws breath. That is, until she meets the ever-so domineering yet devoted Michael, who loves her with all his heart. That's when everything changes. Some people mock her for her low status, saying that she's not fit to be a part of the upper crust. They even think that she has no right to stay by Michael's side and speculate that she must have seduced her way to this position. Michael states, "The moment I laid my gaze on Amelia, I fell in love with her at first sight. I was the one who kept pestering her until she agreed to marry me." A certain higher-up in the government also pipes up, "Please take good care of Amy, my dearest daughter-in-law."
Sorry, but There's No Going Back
In the second year of their marriage, Angelica Thornton finds out that she's just a walking blood bank for others. Her husband, Elliot Quigley, has personally fed her steroids, forcing her weight to rise all the way to 160 pounds. This is all just so she can keep providing blood to his older stepsister-slash-first love, Rosie Morris. He even tells Angelica, "Who on earth would be turned on when they see a fat bitch like you?" But Elliot also kneels before Rosie's bed in the middle of the night, looking like a kicked puppy. "Rosie, I've never slept with Angelica before. Please don't abandon me…" Since then, Angelica's heart has been sealed from love. She decides to get a divorce and vows to shed those pounds. A long time after that, Angelica stands on the stage, looking absolutely divine. Her figure is now slim, yet she has curves in all the right places. Elliot's eyes go bloodshot out of regret. He kneels before her on a rainy night, crying, "Angie, you're the one I've always loved!" Suddenly, a hand shoots out from behind Angelica to lay claim on her slender waist. A pair of eyes can be seen glaring at Elliot coldly. Elliot is stunned, to say the least. "U-Uncle Dominic?" … Dominic Lawson has been emotionally impaired since birth. He himself has an antisocial son named Skye Lawson. Weirdly enough, Skye loves clinging to Angelica the most. Dominic thinks that Skye needs a mother in his life. But in the end, he's the one who has succumbed to Angelica's charms. In the middle of the night, as Dominic pulls Angelica into his arms, he murmurs huskily, "Angie, teach me how to… love."
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.
The Battle of the Heiresses
Rose John, a supposed member of the esteemed John family, was widely recognized as an imposter. Expectations ran high for a showdown between the true and false daughters, but the initial round saw the genuine daughter, Molly John, suffer a surprising defeat.Confident in her lineage, Molly confronted Rose, declaring, "I am the real John daughter. Leave the family." Unperturbed, Rose casually discarded the property certificate, asserting her claim, "Sorry, the house is mine. Take your time."Undeterred, Molly retorted, "Your fiancé belongs to me. Step aside. I'm the true daughter." Rose nonchalantly replied, "I don't want that scum. You two are made for each other. I quit."Molly boasted of her wealthy family, but Rose swiftly retorted, "Your father was my father's driver. Who's truly rich and powerful?" Molly flaunted designer works, unaware that those very designers once considered Rose their mentor. While Molly schemed for the Best Actress title, Rose relied on her talent and charm.The public soon realized that whenever the true daughter attempted to deceive or outshine, she faced humiliating setbacks. Since the exposure of the imposter, Molly's reputation suffered, leaving her humiliated and her face metaphorically swollen.In the battle between the real and fake daughters, it became clear that authenticity triumphed over pretense. The saga of the John family continued, as the imposter's exposure forever altered the dynamics of their relationships.
Goodbye Scumbag, Hello True Love
"I'm so over Cassandra." Aidan Ziegler sneers, swirling his wine glass with a lazy smirk. "A real woman is soft and sweet—like Clara. As for her..." In the corner, a glass suddenly shatters in a man's palm. Cassandra Callum stands frozen, holding the cake she made to celebrate their three-year anniversary, eyes locked on the blood trickling down from his sharply defined fingers. Tristan Freeman, head of Freeman Group, slowly wipes his hand clean. His dark gaze sweeps over her tear-reddened eyes. "Ms. Callum, would you like to marry me?" The city explodes with gossip. Everyone thinks a broke little designer has climbed her way into wealth and power— what no one knows is that this marriage is a trap Tristan set five years ago. His private gallery holds over a thousand sketches of her profile—from that day in sophomore year when she crouched in a rainy alley feeding a stray cat, to her backstage at a runway abroad, gently arranging jewelry. Late at night, he stares at security footage, cigarette in hand, as Aidan kneels in a storm, soaked and shaking. Tristan suddenly pulls his delicate wife into his arms. Later, a finance reporter captures the once cold and ruthless Tristan, down on one knee before Cassandra. His hands tremble as he holds a pregnancy test. Cassandra flashes her wedding ring and laughs softly. "Surprised, Mr. Freeman?" Tristan, once known for being sharp and vicious, blinks back tears, then presses a trembling kiss to the faded mark on her ring finger. "Cassie, when you were 22, I wanted to say..." "Say what?" He leans in, his voice hoarse as he whispers, "The cake was really sweet."
Time's Up, but Ex-husband Wants Her Back
At her lowest point, Jasmine Scott signs an agreement with Calvin Ford's mother, marrying Calvin in exchange for financial support. For three years, she plays the perfect wife—gentle, obedient, and endlessly patient. She cares for Calvin, helping him recover from both his disability and his anger, guiding him to stand on his feet again. She thinks they might just make it work. But then, Olivia Zeller, Calvin's true love, returns. On a stormy night, Calvin doesn't hesitate to abandon Jasmine just to pick Olivia up. Later, he lies about a business trip, only to secretly attend a concert with Olivia. He even brings Olivia home and flirts with her right in front of Jasmine. Jasmine finally decides to end it after one too many disappointments. She files for divorce. ... The next time Calvin sees Jasmine is at a glamorous banquet. His dull and boring ex-wife now stuns in haute couture, glowing with grace and elegance. When he catches her giggling at another man, eyes sparkling, Calvin snaps and seethes with jealousy. He corners her and growls, "Jasmine, who gave you permission to be with another man?" Without missing a beat, Jasmine slaps him. "Who let you off your leash? Touch me again and I'll report you for sexual harassment!" ... Jasmine moves into a new home, where she meets a gentle and dependable neighbor named Joshua Sutton. He teaches her how to trust again, treats her with care, and spoils her like a princess. Every time she struggles, he stands behind her quietly and steadily. Dates, love confessions, a proposal, even the wedding—he plans everything down to the tiniest detail. She doesn't have to lift a finger. And that's when Jasmine finally realizes this is what it feels like to be truly cherished.
Kneel Down to Win Back the Heiress Queen
[Update 4 chapters daily] Nancy Moore grows up indulged and sheltered by the influential Moore family, only to discover one day that she is actually the daughter of the far less notable Liddell family.Her adoptive parents, fearing she will suffer if sent back, support the Liddells discreetly behind the scenes. Not wanting to add to their burden, Nancy quietly slips away to rejoin the Liddells.But the Liddells, arrogant about their noble status, greet her return with scorn. Her birth parents accuse her of lacking the grace of a "real" heiress, unlike their adoptive daughter, Raine Liddell—who's talented and accomplished.They claim, "An heiress needs to pick up all sorts of skills and knowledge. You need to learn from your sister."Later, the Liddells boast about Raine being qualified for the finals of a piano competition, only to spot Nancy on the judges' panel.They are proud of Raine's status as a designer prodigy, and that she dreams of studying under a national treasure, only to find that figure is none other than Nancy.When the Liddells warn Nancy to not fantasize about Raine's fiancé, who's also the heir of the Fuller family, the said heir declares his love for Nancy while holding her lovingly. "When are you going to acknowledge me as your partner, babe?" he asks.Having made discovery after discovery on Nancy's actual identities, the Liddells finally realize that Nancy is the key to their ascension through the elite's ranks. Regret floods them, tears tracing lines down their cheeks as they plead for her to return.But the elite Moore family snaps, "Get lost! From now on, Nancy is only a Moore!"
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