Becky endured three years of marriage to the cold-hearted Rory. In all that time, she naively reasoned that one day, he'd gradually come to like her. But the second he forced her to kneel down and humiliate herself, she knew she had been wrong about him. This man had no feelings for her at all. So why should she still love him? When Rory gave her the choice between kneeling down and divorcing, she didn't miss a beat and chose the latter. After all, why should she waste her youth on this scumbag? Wouldn't it be nicer for her to just have fun every day with her billion-dollar family fortune?
The Casper family was a well-known family in Courtbush. Today was Elmore Casper's eightieth birthday party. Many distinguished guests were present and the atmosphere was lively.
However, a sudden ear-piercing scream from the garden startled everyone present.
Someone recognized that it was the voice of Babette Casper, the wife of Elmore's eldest grandson. She was pregnant, and her husband had already passed away. The Caspers rushed to the garden immediately to see what was going on.
In the swimming pool, two struggling figures came into view.
Before anyone else could react, Rory Casper dove into the swimming pool to pull the struggling Babette ashore.
Just then, the security guards rushed into the water to save the second drowning figure, Becky Casper.
When Becky returned to the house in sopping wet clothes, the servants passing by didn't bat an eyelash at her.
Nobody cared that she had nearly drowned, nor did they care about her in general.
After living with this family for over three years, Becky realized that her position was possibly inferior to that of the dog raised by Rory's sister.
Since such a big accident happened to Babette, the Casper family rushed to the hospital with her.
Becky retreated to her room, took a shower, and then put on a fresh set of clothes. Feeling unwell, she sank into bed. Just as she had drifted off to sleep, she was dragged out of bed by Rory.
When Becky saw Rory, her eyes turned red. "You're back already? How's Babette? Listen to me, Rory. I swear I didn't push her into the swimming pool."
Rory sneered coldly. "Save the excuses for Grandpa."
Becky suddenly came to her senses. "What do you mean, Rory?"
Without giving her the light of day, he said briskly, "Grandpa has questions for you."
Rory didn't want to waste his breath on Becky. Not long after Babette was sent to the hospital, her child was gone.
That child was supposed to be the only flesh and blood left by Rory's eldest brother. Because of Becky, they lost the child forever.
Of course, Elmore was furious. As soon as he came back from the hospital, he ordered Rory to take Becky to him.
Becky went stiff. Rory's words sent shivers down her spine.
She had been married to Rory for so long. Of course, she knew how Elmore would punish people who had made serious mistakes.
They would be seriously beaten.
It never occurred to her that they would turn a deaf ear to her explanation. They didn't even give her the chance to explain and just believed what Babette said.
Looking at the side profile of the man who was dragging her away, Becky couldn't help but think that he was undoubtedly handsome. But this man had never been gentle or nice to her ever since she married him.
Her high fever was unbearable, but no one cared.
Now that Babette lost her child, Becky knew everyone in this family, including her husband, wanted to skin her alive.
Becky pursed her lips in mock. "I can walk by myself."
Rory glanced at her. There was disgust and anger in his deep-set eyes, without a trace of pity or sympathy.
"Hurry up," he said expressionlessly.
Without waiting for a response, he turned around and hurried to the living room.
Watching him leave her, Becky suddenly felt that her life had been nothing but a joke the past three years.
The living room was brightly lit. She knew that the Caspers were inside waiting for her.
"Kneel!"
As soon as Becky entered, Elmore threw a teacup at her.
Becky stood there, calm and collected. "Why?"
She had done nothing wrong. Why should she get on her knees?
Her stubbornness only served to make Elmore angrier. "Rory, this is the person you married!"
Just as Becky opened her mouth to explain herself, Rory suddenly raised his hand and pressed his palm heavily on her shoulder. "Kneel."
Under his strong hand, Becky was forced to kneel. "Either you kneel or we divorce."
Becky endured three years of marriage to the cold-hearted Rory. In all that time, she naively reasoned that one day, he'd gradually come to like her. But the second he forced her to kneel down and humiliate herself, she knew she had been wrong about him. This man had no feelings for her at all. So why should she still love him? When Rory gave her the choice between kneeling down and divorcing, she didn't miss a beat and chose the latter. After all, why should she waste her youth on this scumbag? Wouldn't it be nicer for her to just have fun every day with her billion-dollar family fortune?
Allison fell in love with Ethan Iversen, the soon-to-be Alpha of the Moonlight Crown pack. She always wanted him to notice her. Meanwhile, Ethan was an arrogant Alpha who thought a weak Omega could not be his companion. Ethan's cousin, Ryan Iversen, who came back from abroad and was the actual heir of the pack, never tried to get the position nor did he show any interest in it. He was a popular playboy Alpha but when he came back to the pack, one thing captured his eyes and that was Allison.
Lucien Gray, the young and powerful head of an international consortium, has always had everything within his reach-wealth, influence, and any woman he desires. But when the unassuming Nina Morrison crosses his path, something unexpected happens. She doesn't fall at his feet, nor does she seem impressed by his status. Her indifference sparks an irresistible challenge in Lucien-a desire to conquer her at all costs. Determined to make Nina his, Lucien's pursuit becomes relentless. But Nina's fiery spirit and refusal to be controlled push Lucien to his limits. With every struggle and defiance, the tension between them grows, threatening to shatter the boundaries Lucien has always maintained. Now Lucien vows to claim her as his own. Will Lucien's obsession break Nina's spirit, or will she force him to confront his deepest vulnerabilities? In a game of power and desire, who will win-and at what cost?
In order to fulfill her grandfather's last wish, Stella entered into a hasty marriage with an ordinary man she had never met before. However, even after becoming husband and wife on paper, they each led separate lives, barely crossing paths. A year later, Stella returned to Seamarsh City, hoping to finally meet her mysterious husband. To her astonishment, he sent her a text message, unexpectedly pleading for a divorce without ever having met her in person. Gritting her teeth, Stella replied, "So be it. Let’s get a divorce!" Following that, Stella made a bold move and joined the Prosperity Group, where she became a public relations officer that worked directly for the company’s CEO, Matthew. The handsome and enigmatic CEO was already bound in matrimony, and was known to be unwaveringly devoted to his wife in private. Unbeknownst to Stella, her mysterious husband was actually her boss, in his alternate identity! Determined to focus on her career, Stella deliberately kept her distance from the CEO, although she couldn't help but notice his deliberate attempts to get close to her. As time went on, her elusive husband had a change of heart. He suddenly refused to proceed with the divorce. When would his alternate identity be uncovered? Amidst a tumultuous blend of deception and profound love, what destiny awaited them?
"You're mine, little puppy," Kylan growled against my neck. A soft gasp escaped my lips as his lips brushed my skin. My mind screamed at me to push him away-the Lycan Prince who had humiliated me again and again, but my body betrayed me, leaning into him before I could stop myself. He pressed his lips against mine, and his kiss grew more aggressive, more possessive as I felt my legs weaken. What was I doing? In a split-second, I pulled away and slapped him hard across the face. Kylan's eyes darkened, but the smirk on his lips exposed his amusement. "You and I both know we can't fight this, Violet," he said, gripping my wrist. "You're my mate." "And yet you don't want me," I replied. "You told me you were ashamed of me, that l'd never be your queen, that you'd never love me. So please, accept my rejection and let me go." "Never," he whispered, his grip tightening as he pulled me closer. "Soon enough, you'll be begging for me. and when you do-I'll use you as I see fit and then I'll reject you."
Yelena discovered that she wasn't her parents' biological child. After seeing through their ploy to trade her as a pawn in a business deal, she was sent away to her barren birthplace. There, she stumbled upon her true origins—a lineage of historic opulence. Her real family showered her with love and adoration. In the face of her so-called sister's envy, Yelena conquered every adversity and took her revenge, all while showcasing her talents. She soon caught the attention of the city's most eligible bachelor. He cornered Yelena and pinned her against the wall. "It's time to reveal your true identity, darling."
Linsey was stood up by her groom to run off with another woman. Furious, she grabbed a random stranger and declared, "Let's get married!" She had acted on impulse, realizing too late that her new husband was the notorious rascal, Collin. The public laughed at her, and even her runaway ex offered to reconcile. But Linsey scoffed at him. "My husband and I are very much in love!" Everyone thought she was delusional. Then Collin was revealed to be the richest man in the world. In front of everyone, he got down on one knee and held up a stunning diamond ring. "I look forward to our forever, honey."