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Goodbye Scumbag, Hello True Love
Urban Romance"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."
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The Maid Is Pregnant, But My Husband's Infertile
Urban RomanceI, Wendy Larson, and my husband, Howard Anderson, have been happily married for ten years.The only flaw in our almost perfect marriage is his azoospermia—the absence of sperm in semen. Because of that, we're unable to have a child of our own.On the day of our tenth anniversary, Celeste Quinn, our housekeeper, suddenly claims that she's pregnant with my husband's child. I figure she's cracking a sick joke, but much to my surprise, she hands me a paternity test report two days later. The result is undeniable—the child belongs to Howard.With that, Celeste decides to take us to court.On the day of the hearing, she puts on a full pity act in front of the courthouse, spinning tales of how my husband violated her. She even claims we're a depraved couple who lock her in the house to be used solely for breeding.Having no way to defend ourselves, we're branded as monsters by the public, destined for the hall of shame.The university fires my husband, and his reputation is in tatters. I get fired by my company on the same day too.Eventually, the pressure breaks my husband's spirit, and he ends up taking his own life while in prison.As for me, I turn into public enemy number one, the butt of all jokes and vitriol on the internet. Driven to insanity, I walk into traffic and die in a horrific accident.Even in death, I can't figure out how Celeste got pregnant with my infertile husband's child.Somehow, I open my eyes, and I'm once again among the living. I've returned to the day before Celeste claims to be pregnant…
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Farewell to a Heart That Was Never Mine
Urban RomanceKnown in circles as a seductress, Jasmine Booth has red lips that are curved in a teasing smile and eyes that draw one in. Caesar Snee is the most outstanding heir of a powerful family. He's cold and restrained, like an untouchable gem sitting atop his throne.No one would ever guess that these two polar opposites secretly tangle in the backseat of a Maybach late at night, claw at each other in the restroom of a charity gala, and lose control in front of the windows of a private vineyard.Each time, her legs go weak as he grips her waist and has his way with her.After yet another night of indulgence, the sound of running water echoes from the bathroom. Jasmine leans against the headboard and calls her father."I can marry that dying Schuman of Southmere as a bride, but I have one condition."On the other end, her father can barely hide his joy. "Name it! As long as you're willing to marry him, you can have anything you want!""I'll explain everything when I'm home." Her voice is soft and sweet-sounding, but her gaze is icy cold.Just as Jasmine ends the call and reaches for her clothes, she catches sight of Caesar's laptop left open beside her. A WhatsApp message glows on screen, sent by a woman saved under the name "Sabrina"."Caesar, there's thunder. I'm so scared…"Jasmine's fingers tremble as she reads this.The bathroom door swings open, and Caesar walks out. Water drips from his collarbone, and his shirt is casually unbuttoned at the top. His usual restrained demeanor is now laced with a touch of languid carelessness."Something happened at work. I have to go," he says, voice still cool and distant as he picks up his suit jacket.Jasmine curls her lips slightly. "Is it really work, or are you going to see your first love?"
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A Contract Marriage With My Boss
A marriage bound by a contract, and she obliged to accept it. He was her boss, and she was his secretary.She gave him everything he wanted, but her love was neglected, but when she decided to leave, he offered her a contract marriage to make her stay. But, someone occupied his heart, and he couldn't offer anything to her except his talent on the bed.After their marriage, she endured the pain, but scheme after scheme destroyed her tolerance. Finally, she was ready to leave him, but suddenly he refused to let her go.Charles seemed to feel her sorrow, hugged her suddenly, and whispered, 'Sarah, you can trust me. I won't ever be with her. You are different from all those other women. I really want to be with you. If I didn't, then I wouldn't have cut off relationships with all other women. Don't you believe me now?"Sarah sobbed gently, 'If you have accepted that it's over with her, why do you still keep her photo in your wallet? Why do you still miss her? Don't you see how it's hurting me?"Charles stared at her, 'She's just another woman from my past!"The atmosphere between them became suffocating, and Charles said in a low voice, 'Sarah, have I told you that you could leave? Remember, I'm your boss. You are my secretary and my wife!"Angrily, Charles shouted again, 'Sarah, I'm your man!"'Uh? My man?" Sarah laughed and stared at him.Tears began to slip down her cheeks, 'Are you, my man? Mr. President, I am just a mere possession of yours and never become your wife! Set me free, I'm begging you!"
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