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I deeply loved the school beauty, Jenny Bell. The whole school knew I was her lackey.To make her happy, I scrimped and saved all my money to buy her various luxury goods. But she took advantage of my love and tricked me into taking on a $500,000 loan.My parents went bankrupt, we lost our house, and I was sentenced to ten years in prison, suffering humiliation.When I was released, I had nothing. Without a house or a job, I became a homeless man while Jenny Bell transformed into a wealthy wife.I wandered aimlessly in the slums, living among garbage and rats, hiding in dark sewers. I regretted it so much. If I hadn't loved her so much, if I hadn’t trusted her so much, maybe everything would have been different.But there are no ifs.Before I died, I seemed to hear a voice. 
Five years ago, Natalie Lunsford was framed by her fiance, Morris Shelton, and her stepsister, Hailey Lunsford. While she was put behind bars, they took her child away and abandoned them.Five years later, she is released from prison, covered in scars. Yet, what greets her isn't her promised wedding but Morris and Hailey's grand engagement party.After Natalie endures the public humiliation, her memories resurface—she has never been a good-for-nothing pushed around by everyone. On the contrary, she's a genius who's been hiding her talent for years.International medical organizations beg her, a miracle doctor, to lead surgeries for them.Firewalls around the globe are useless in the face of a top-class hacker like her.She is also a genius painter whose paintings sell for hundreds of millions of dollars.Natalie smiles faintly. "It's about time I'm paid what I'm owed."Those who bullied and humiliated her in the past will eventually beg for mercy at her feet!Until, one day, a cute child hugs her legs and exclaims, "I've finally found you, Mommy!"Horatio Hurrell, known as the Prince of Jerrington, corners her against a wall. He rubs the imprint of a ring on her ring finger and says, "Our child's already this grown-up. How much longer are you going to continue hiding your identity, Mrs. Hurrell?" 
Caught in a ruthless conspiracy, Maisie Vanderbilt lost her chastity and was forced to move out of her home. Six years later, she returned to the country with three little rugrats tagging along, ready for revenge. To her surprise, her adorable angels turned out to be much more resourceful than herself. They tracked down their birth father, a man powerful enough to protect her, and had him kidnapped. “Mommy, we kidnapped Daddy and brought him home!” The man gazed down at the three miniature versions of himself. Then, he backed her up against the corner of the wall. With a brow raised, he suddenly smirked. “Since we already have three, how about another?” Maisie retorted, “Scr*w you!” 
On the day of our wedding, Justin had someone take off my wedding dress. He wanted to personally put it on my younger stepsister. He cut me an icy look, claiming, "I'll make you my wife, but my love belongs to Felicia. We'll get our marriage license after the wedding."The people around us laughed. They made a bet that I wouldn't wait around for Justin like I had before, considering that I had been holding on for five years to keep the engagement.Yet, the moment I left the church, I made a call. "Elizabeth, about your proposition the other day? It's a yes from me."…That night, I took a private jet and flew to my new home.From that moment on, my world was completely cut off from Justin's.…After not seeing him in five years, I ran into him when I attended a banquet with my daughter. The moment he sees my daughter in my arms, he gives us a humorless smile."So, you've come crawling back after five years. Why not put the child under Felicia's care from now on? I might just let her call me 'Dad'," he commented in a sneer.He had no idea the child wasn't his. 
In the third year of their marriage, Lynette Sterling and Zachary Wright have their worst fight yet.
On their wedding anniversary, Lynette presents forensic evidence of non-consensual intercourse and reports Zachary to the authorities. "I'm reporting my husband for forcing himself on me," she tells the police.
At the police station, Zachary remains the picture of composure in a tailored suit, his fingertips still faintly stained red. Even in custody, he carries the cold weight of a man who owns the room.
An officer approaches, casting an uneasy look at the legal predator looming nearby. "Mr. Wright, how would you like to handle this?"
Lynette's heart sinks. They aren't asking how to deal with Zachary; they are asking Zachary how he wants to deal with her.
Zachary lifts a brow, a captivating yet dark smile playing on his lips. He hooks a finger under Lynette's chin, his voice a low purr.
"Nettie, you really didn't hold back on trying to destroy me. But how can you tell such a bold lie? You weren't this heartless before. You used to do everything you could to match my freak in bed." 
Julia Summers has loved Sebastian Holt for ten years. One day, she sees him and their son happily by another woman's side.
That's the moment her heart completely breaks.
Standing at her window, watching the picture-perfect family of three downstairs,
Julia decides it's time to start living for herself.
Her husband cheats, and her son wants a new mom.
Fine. She won't stop them. There are plenty of men in the world. They can have each other.
Once she wakes up, she starts chasing her long-lost dreams. She soon becomes a rising star in the international art scene.
Along the way, she casually inherits a multi-billion-dollar fortune, and suddenly everyone is calling her the ultimate winner in life.
But just when she's shining brightest, Sebastian comes crawling back while burning with regret. He tries to trap her back in his arms.
Julia steps aside with a cold laugh. The more love she gave him then, the more disgust she feels now.
She glances at him with icy indifference. "Mr. Holt, take a good look. Wouldn't want to be hugging the wrong woman."
And later, he kneels outside her door every night with their son. They beg for forgiveness, looking heartbroken and desperate.
Julia folds her arms, completely over it. "Get lost." 
"S-Save me!" Roxanne ran desperately, pushing her body to its limits as she feared for her life. Her eyes darted across the vast woods, searching for the apparition she had seen before she took to her heels. Then she saw it, the thing which relentlessly pursued her. The shadow resembled something she had never seen before, a man, a beast, she had no idea. The only certainty she had left was the fact that it was after her. "Someone... Someone help me!" She cried. Her voice was lost in the large expanse of dried barks and wilted branches. The snowy field of thorns and the cold winds of winter seemed to swallow her entire being, almost like it choked her. Her breathing became uneven as she panted due to exhaustion, yet she couldn't stop running. Doing so would mean her end. As she dashed through the cold and snowy path, she could hear it getting closer. "Grrrrrrrrrrrr" The sound sent shivers down her spine. She willed herself with every fiber of her being not to look behind her for the fear of what she might see. She could feel it's gaze on her, she could hear the sound of it's growl. Roxanne could sense her pursuer's nearing proximity as she fled for her life. Many questions raced through her mind, but she didn't have the luxury to answer any of them. The only thing at the forefront of her mind was survival. ~ Coming to her grandma's in the woods for Christmas after an heated argument with her mom, Roxanne has never thought she would experience something like this. "Mine" The voice roared. 
Three years ago, I had my positive cancer diagnosis in one hand as I consoled Anderson Graham, whose eyes were red and teary.
"It's just cancer. I can beat this."
However, he continued crying until he was almost out of breath. He hugged me so tightly that I thought my bones would crack.
"Yvonne, promise me that you'll beat this. I'll wait for you to return so I can marry you!"
In order to live, I had to remove most of my stomach.
Every single day, I was faced with handful after handful of pills and never-ending chemotherapy.
Three years later, I'm finally healed and can return to Anderson's side.
During my return party, his female best friend chuckles as she raises a glass.
"Andy was as celibate as a priest while you were overseas. I kept a close eye on him every single night and made sure nobody else was in his bed.
"I practically tattooed the words 'Do Not Touch' on him to make sure nobody else would go for him!"
The noisy room suddenly becomes so quiet that I can hear a pin drop.
I do my best to ignore the prickling ache coming from my chest.
With an equally bright smile, I raise my glass and reply, "Should I give you an award for keeping his bed occupied, then?" 
After a heated confrontation with her husband and mistress, Brianna was pushed down to stairs.She thought she would die but when she woke up again, she realized that she traveled back two years ago, when it was not late for her to correct her path.The first thing she needed to do when she was reborn was divorce that scum.She saved from the darkest time but he lied to her and murdered her in the end.This time, she would not repeat the same mistakes anymore.She would bring the glory of her family back and make those people who betrayed her pay the price!However, in the process of climbing up to the peak of her career, she met a very intimidating and handsome man who kept on messing with her head through his bold attitude.Brianna doesn't want to be involved with another man again, for she has proven to herself that they will just drag her down, but her constant incidents with him are slowly breaking the wall she built to protect her heart.Brianna will surely choose her career over a man this time, but it’s possible to choose both, right? What if he hurt her too?No! She won’t risk it but…“You have to run away from me, Bree. Coz I’m done running away, I’ll chase you now.” 
My wife's first love, Jeremy Gates, gets into a car crash with me because he's been drunk-driving.
His kidneys are injured in the crash, while I slip into a coma due to my grievous injuries.
But my wife, Nellie Shaw, who also happens to be the primary doctor, secretly harvests one of my kidneys when she's performing a surgery on me. That way, she'll be able to transplant it into Jeremy's body.
Nellie still has the gall to get mad at me even though I'm still unconscious.
"This is what you get for hurting Jeremy out of jealousy! Well, this is your punishment! Let's see if you have the guts to do that again next time!"
Since Nellie only cares about Jeremy, she completely neglects my injuries.
What she doesn't know is that my injuries are already bad, to begin with. Her malicious actions completely sever the chances of me waking up ever again. 
Bella Thompson assumed a new identity and entered into a three-year marriage contract with Justin Salvador, hoping to win his heart with her unwavering devotion.To her dismay, Justin hastily presented her with the divorce papers as soon as their contractual period expired. Heartbroken, Bella signed them and returned home, resuming her identity as the heiress of the Thompson business empire.From then on, Bella no longer hid her remarkable talents. She was not only a billionaire heiress, but also a medical prodigy, a world-class hacker, and a fencing champion.Determined to get her revenge, Bella went all out to humiliate her ex-husband’s childhood sweetheart at an auction. She also became her ex-husband’s biggest business rival.Finally, Justin confronted her, saying, “Bella Thompson! Must you be so ruthless?”Bella sneered and retorted, “How I treat you now is only a fraction of the cruelty you subjected me to back then!” 
Margaret Henson found herself in a situation where her husband of three years didn't even recognize her. Their first encounter after the separation was unexpected - in bed.Relieved, Margaret willingly signed the divorce agreement, believing that their paths would never cross again. Little did she know, this was only the beginning of a new chapter in their lives.In the bustling city of Los Angeles, rumors began to circulate about Robert Frost, the president of Frost Group, a man known for his disinterest in women, developing an interest in a talented new designer. On multiple occasions, he extended his support to her, offering assistance in dealing with unsavory individuals and putting an end to her romantic pursuits.Curiosity piqued, someone inquired, "May I ask about your relationship with Mr. Frost?"Margaret Henson smiled and replied, "Besides being employer and employee, we are... ex-husband and ex-wife." 
My ex-boyfriend, Jason Bell, still hasn't let go of me, even though I've been married to Cedric Mosley for two years now.
He sends blood-red dancing heels to me and threatens to destroy my current "peaceful life".
Terrified and trembling, I'm about to call the cops when a hand in latex gloves rests on my shoulder.
"Don't be afraid."
My forensic doctor husband, having just returned from an autopsy, carries a faint scent of formaldehyde with him.
He takes off his glasses. With the same hands he uses to handle scalpels, he slowly helps me open the threatening letter inside the package.
"The handwriting is sloppy, with uneven pressure applied. It's typical of an anxious personality type."
Then, as if he's reviewing an autopsy report, he comments mildly, "This type of person usually has brittle bones that snap easily."
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There are 206 bones in an adult body.
When Cedric placed a “rib” ring on my finger, he whispered, “You are the bone I lost long ago—the one that makes me whole.”
That is the origin of this title. 
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