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Goodbye Scumbag, Hello True Love
all"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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Her Tears Are His Weakness
allThe prince of Jedo, Leonardo Garrett, is known for his cold, untouchable, and ascetic nature. A string of rosary beads hangs from his wrist, making him look as if he's one step away from renouncing the world and remaining celibate forever. While his friends indulge in the pleasures of high society, he simply shrugs and says, "I'm not interested, nor do I understand it. But you guys can go ahead." This changes one day, when the pressure to marry becomes unbearable. Cornered, Leonardo declares, "If I have to get married, I'd rather make a vow of celibacy." His grandfather nearly has a heart attack. Meanwhile, Samantha Newton, a fake heiress who's been kicked out of her family, is left with nothing—no parents, no status, and no wealth. Mocked by others and forced to scrape by, she takes on part-time jobs just to survive. By sheer accident, while delivering alcohol one night, she walks into the wrong room and meets Leonardo. "What scent are you wearing? Is it some kind of love potion? Because it's working." From that moment on, Leonardo is completely addicted to her. The once cold and distant man falls hard, his devotion unwavering, his obsession unstoppable. He willingly steps down from his pedestal, letting love consume him. Before, while others clocked out, Leonardo worked late into the night. Now, while others are furiously typing away, Leonardo clocks out early. "Work is work, but home is home. My wife can't live without me—I'm heading out first." Wait a second… who can't live without whom? So, while the rest of them slave away like workhorses, Leonardo becomes the ultimate lovesick fool?
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El Amor Perdido
RománticaEn plena noche, Andrea Herrera llegó al hogar de los Jiménez con el rostro pálido. —Señora Gómez, usted me dijo antes que Manu ha estado enamorado de mí desde que éramos niños, ¿es verdad? —Elena Gómez, la madre de Manuel, no entendía por qué Andrea había decidido ir a su casa tan tarde, pero su rostro se iluminó de inmediato. Tomándole las manos con entusiasmo, respondió, —¡Por supuesto que es verdad! Si no me crees, puedo llevarte a su habitación y lo entenderás todo. Este muchacho ya tiene 27 o 28 años, tiene muchas muchachas detrás de él, pero nunca ha querido tener novia. Yo ya pensaba que quizá no le interesaban las mujeres… pero aquel día que entré a su cuarto lo entendí todo. Él siempre ha querido casarse contigo. —Elena continuó emocionada, —Además, tiene todo el sentido del mundo. Él es muy amigo de tu hermano y te ha visto crecer. Eres tan encantadora que debí haberlo adivinado desde el principio… —mientras hablaba, Elena tiraba suavemente de Andrea hacia la habitación de Manuel. Sin embargo, Andrea detuvo sus pasos a tiempo. —Señora Gómez, si Manu de verdad me quiere… entonces yo estoy dispuesta a casarme con él. —¿¡De verdad!? ¡Qué alegría! ¡Qué alegría! Ahora mismo le llamo, no, espera, primero hablemos de la fecha de la boda. —Elena, radiante de felicidad, no podía contener su entusiasmo. Tomó rápidamente un calendario y comenzó a buscar fechas como si temiera perder a su futura nuera. Andrea dibujó una leve sonrisa en su rostro, —Señora Gómez, que sea este día: el ocho de diciembre.Al escucharla, Elena revisó los detalles en el calendario y su sonrisa se amplió aún más. —¡Ay, qué buen día! Es perfecto y está tan cerca, solo falta un mes. ¡Andre, tienes un ojo excelente para escoger fechas!
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