Candice's life took a strange turn on her wedding night. Her groom, Greyson, didn't show up to consummate their marriage. Instead, a stranger broke into her room and violated her. Marriage was hell for her. As she licked her wounds, her mother-in-law took every chance to make her feel less of herself. Greyson who was supposed to be supportive didn't give a damn about her. He brought his side chick into their matrimonial home. It didn't take long before she was kicked out of the house. Everyone thought that she was just a helpless weakling. They didn't know that she was an extraordinary lawyer. She dragged the stranger who raped her to court. She intended to make his life a living hell for ruining hers. In the course of this, she was stunned to find out that the rapist was actually the richest man in the city. He was a domineering and clean freak. Things soon went out of her control. This man tried every means to make her marry him. It dawned on her that she caused even more trouble for herself. How could she get this man off her back, while also bringing him to book?
It was so hot.
The woman on the bed felt as though she was in the middle of a desert, lying under the scorching sun.
In Suite 8307, on the top floor of Crowne Hotel.
The thick curtains were drawn, letting in only a sliver of sunlight through the crack.
The man got up to get dressed. After climbing out of bed, he turned his head and looked down at the woman who was sleeping soundly because of exhaustion.
But his mind was still hazy. With blurred vision, he could only vaguely make out the woman's figure, and he couldn't see her face clearly.
He shook his head wryly. He had always been cautious, but last night was different. He didn't know what went wrong. Until now, his vision hadn't cleared up, and he could only see vague, overlapping images.
He frowned, picked up his suit, and took out a checkbook from his pocket.
Each check was worth a million dollars. He walked over to the bed and threw the checkbook at the woman carelessly.
The checkbook smacked her right on the face.
"Here's ten million. Take this and don't show your face in front of me again."
Last night, he had completely lost control of himself...
At the thought of this, his expression darkened.
A rustling sound came from the bed. He knew that the woman had woken up.
"Take a morning-after pill and get out of Ploville. Do anything stupid and you'll regret being born," he added coldly.
Then he turned around and strode out of the suite without looking back.
Candice Blake was awakened by the checkbook hitting her on the face. Still groggy and half-asleep, she peeled her eyes open slowly.
She saw the man leaving. His back was to her. When he slammed the door behind him, she winced slightly.
Picking up the checkbook on the bed, she felt suffocated. The pieces of paper were as light as a feather, but they were as heavy as lead in her hands.
Ten million dollars? What a rich man!
But she didn't want the money.
Yesterday, she was supposed to marry Greyson Harman.
Last night was supposed to be her wedding night.
And this very suite was specially prepared for them by the Harman family.
Yesterday was supposed to be the happiest day of her life.
She had been looking forward to this day for over ten years.
But the groom never showed up.
Instead...
A damned stranger had broken into her suite all of a sudden.
He violated her on her wedding night, insulted her, and he even wanted to send her away with money!
Who the hell did he think he was?
Her throat was bone-dry and she couldn't make a sound. She struggled to sit up, ripped the checks, hoping to throw the shreds at the man's back.
Unfortunately, the man had already left, and he wasn't able to witness this.
Shreds of meaningless paper floated in the air like snowflakes.
Candice wrapped the quilt around her and wanted to get out of bed, but her whole body was so sore that she couldn't move.
She didn't know who that man was, and she had only seen his back just now.
What went wrong last night for her to end up like this?
She remembered waiting for Greyson for a long time. When he never showed up, she wondered if he was downstairs entertaining the guests. After a while, she fell ill. There was something wrong with her body. And then that man...
How? How did this happen?
Gritting her teeth, she tried to pull herself together and was about to get out of bed.
Suddenly, the door to the suite was kicked open.
The next second, all the lights in the bedroom were suddenly turned on, temporarily blinding Candice. She instinctively reached out to shield her eyes from the dazzling lights.
Several people rushed inside the room.
Before Candice could understand what was going on, she heard the shutter of a camera going off in front of her.
Rachel Harman, her mother-in-law, rushed over and slapped her hard in the face.
As if the physical abuse wasn't enough, it was quickly followed by verbal abuses.
"You fucking bitch! How dare you fool around with another man on your wedding night? You have disgraced the whole Harman family!"
Everyone was shocked to the bones when the news of Rupert Benton's engagement broke out. It was surprising because the lucky girl was said to be a plain Jane, who grew up in the countryside and had nothing to her name. One evening, she showed up at a banquet, stunning everyone present. "Wow, she's so beautiful!" All the men drooled, and the women got so jealous. What they didn't know was that this so-called country girl was actually an heiress to a billion-dollar empire. It wasn't long before her secrets came to light one after the other. The elites couldn't stop talking about her. "Holy smokes! So, her father is the richest man in the world?" "She's also that excellent, but mysterious designer who many people adore! Who would have guessed?" Nonetheless, people thought that Rupert didn't love her. But they were in for another surprise. Rupert released a statement, silencing all the naysayers. "I'm very much in love with my beautiful fiancee. We will be getting married soon." Two questions were on everyone's minds: "Why did she hide her identity? And why was Rupert in love with her all of a sudden?"
Leanna's life had been full of hardships until her Uncle Nate, who wasn't related to her, offered her a home. She fell deeply in love with Nate, but as he was about to get married, he ruthlessly sent her abroad. In response, Leanna immersed herself in the study of andrology. When she came back, she was renowned for her work on solving problems like impotence, premature ejaculation, and infertility. One day, Nate trapped her in her bedroom. "Seeing various men every day, huh? Why don't you check me out and see if I have any problems?" Leanna laughed slyly and quickly unbuckled his belt. "Is that why you're engaged but not married? Having trouble in the bedroom?" "Wanna try it out for yourself?" "No thanks. I’m not interested in experimenting with you."
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.
Madisyn was stunned to discover that she was not her parents' biological child. Due to the real daughter's scheming, she was kicked out and became a laughingstock. Thought to be born to peasants, Madisyn was shocked to find that her real father was the richest man in the city, and her brothers were renowned figures in their respective fields. They showered her with love, only to learn that Madisyn had a thriving business of her own. "Stop pestering me!" said her ex-boyfriend. "My heart only belongs to Jenna." "How dare you think that my woman has feelings for you?" claimed a mysterious bigwig.
For two years, Ashton had poured his heart into his marriage, yet Emalee's heart remained cold. Despite his dedication, Emalee presented him with divorce papers. She bluntly stated she could not remain married to a man whose net worth was less than a million dollars. Ashton signed the papers, closing one chapter of his life and stepping into a new beginning. Then, Ashton revealed his secret identities: a music mogul, a medical expert, and a martial arts master—each persona impressive enough to stun the world. As Ashton’s true capabilities came to light, Emalee was overwhelmed with deep regret.
Two years ago, Ricky found himself coerced into marrying Emma to protect the woman he cherished. From Ricky's perspective, Emma was despicable, resorting to underhanded schemes to ensure their marriage. He maintained a distant and cold attitude toward her, reserving his warmth for another. Yet, Emma remained wholeheartedly dedicated to Ricky for more than ten years. As she grew weary and considered relinquishing her efforts, Ricky was seized by a sudden fear. Only when Emma's life teetered on the edge, pregnant with Ricky's child, did he recognize-the love of his life had always been Emma.