Maggie Ethel and Charlie Wilson were classmates in middle school. At that time, Charlie loved Maggie and always protected her secretly. Maggie also had a secret crush on Charlie. However, they knew the most important thing was College Entrance Examination then. So both of them chose to hide their emotion. Unexpectedly, there was an accident before they took the exam. Charlie went aboard without telling anyone. And Maggie had to work to suppose her family. They lost contact from then on. Several years later, they meet each other because of work. Love at one's youth is so unforgettable. This time, how will they face each other?
A sapphire blue car was speeding on the airport highway. With Bluetooth earphones plugged in, the driver was talking over the phone with a serious expression.
"I know." Maggie Ethel looked ahead and held the steering wheel with one hand, "Mr. Townsend is a good friend of our boss and has cooperated with us at the most favorable price all these years. He claimed a transfer of position, but I believe that he has jumped ship given my conversation with him just now."
"Huh? In this case..."
"In this case, the possibility of continuing the partnership is slim." Maggie picked up the conversation, "Otherwise, he wouldn't have canceled it because he knew that no others would offer us such a price. If he is still there, we may still have a chance; if not... ask around, figure out the new leader, send me the information, and...."
Before she could finish her speech, there came a bang. "Shit!" She grunted, "Collect the information. I rear-ended a car. Talk to you later." Maggie frowned and hung up the phone.
It was a three-car rear-end collision that started with the first car stopping suddenly.
"I've hit the brake. Didn't you see it? Still, you bumped into my car. I could have avoided this." As soon as Maggie got off, the driver of the white car in the front yelled at her.
Maggie checked her car first. The damage was medium. When she was going to speak, the driver of the first black car strode up and shouted, "I've stopped my car. What is wrong with you two?" He frowned at the smashed rear of his car and grumbled, "Why didn't you change the lane?"
"Are you supposed to stop your car on a highway?" Maggie retorted.
"You followed my car too closely. Safe distance, don't you know?"
"She... she rear-ended me! I was forced to rear-end you. I planned to change the lane...." The driver of the white car explained.
"Yeah, this is on you! Your car is the last one. If you hadn't rushed up, everyone should be fine."
The other two started to blame Maggie.
"Let the traffic police be the judge." Maggie pulled a long face, folded her arms on her chest, and sulked.
"Isn't this obvious? You rear-ended us." The driver of the black car said immediately.
"I slammed on the brakes anyway. You didn't observe the traffic and bumped into my car. As a result, I rear-ended his car. This is your fault." The driver of the white car passed the buck.
"This is why female drivers shouldn't get on the road. Your skills are poor, and you cause trouble for others." The driver of the black car taunted her.
The anger she just suppressed spewed up again, and she shot back, "Don't blame female drivers for everything. What, without female drivers on the road, you won't have any accidents? Do you watch the news? Do you read newspapers? What's the ratio of men and women in traffic accidents each year? Got any ideas?"
"Tsk, girl, you look young, but you have a short temper. You..." Before the white car driver could finish his speech, another voice came over, "Enough, set up the warning triangles and go to the side of the road. You'll get yourselves killed by arguing in the middle of the road." The tone was bland yet unchallengeable.
Maggie looked over, saw the face of the speaker, froze for a few seconds, and suddenly remembered something, "It's you!"
(To be continued)
There was only one man in Raegan's heart, and it was Mitchel. In the second year of her marriage to him, she got pregnant. Raegan's joy knew no bounds. But before she could break the news to her husband, he served her divorce papers because he wanted to marry his first love. After an accident, Raegan lay in the pool of her own blood and called out to Mitchel for help. Unfortunately, he left with his first love in his arms. Raegan escaped death by the whiskers. Afterward, she decided to get her life back on track. Her name was everywhere years later. Mitchel became very uncomfortable. For some reason, he began to miss her. His heart ached when he saw her all smiles with another man. He crashed her wedding and fell to his knees while she was at the altar. With bloodshot eyes, he queried, "I thought you said your love for me is unbreakable? How come you are getting married to someone else? Come back to me!"
Elodie took a deep breath and knocked, the sound echoing in the quiet corridor. A moment of silence passed, broken only by the pounding of her heart. Finally, the door snicked open, revealing a surprised Dashiell. 'Can't you see the Do Not Disturb sign? We don't want-' His initial frown quickly morphed into confusion at the sight of his wife. 'What are you doing here?' he demanded. 'Your girlfriend invited me,' Elodie replied, her voice laced with icy calm. She tried to peer past him, but his broad frame blocked the view. A saccharine voice chimed in from within the room. 'Elodie? Oh dear, we didn't mean for you to find out this way. It's just that-' Elodie cut her short. 'Oh please, Selene. Spare me the fake apologies. You wouldn't have sent me all those texts if you didn't want me to know.' Dashiell shifted uncomfortably, his face a mask of annoyance. 'What texts?' Elodie stepped past him, taking in the luxurious suite with a sardonic smile. The king-sized bed, the scattered rose petals, the lingering scent of sex – it all painted a vivid picture of their betrayal. She looked up at Dashiell, her gaze unwavering. 'I want a divorce.' ****** Dashiell lived a life of luxury, surrounded by the best things money could buy. But when a car accident left him vulnerable, he met Elodie, a seemingly ordinary woman who nursed him back to health. Mistaking her for just another employee, Dashiell entered into a loveless marriage with her solely for convenience. However, fate had a different script in store. Elodie, the 'ordinary nurse,' held a secret more precious than any diamond: she was the sole heiress to Northstar, a vast and powerful enterprise. Unaware of her true identity, Dashiell cast her aside when his ex-girlfriend returned, leaving Elodie humiliated. But Elodie was not one to be easily broken. She shed the facade of the meek nurse, reclaiming her rightful inheritance and stepping into the role of Northstar's CEO. Now, the woman Dashiell discarded was the one holding the reins of power. As Elodie thrives in her new role, Dashiell is consumed by regret. He finally sees Elodie for the extraordinary woman she truly is, realising the depth of his mistake. But will his remorse be enough to win back the heart he so carelessly discarded?
Three years ago, Cecilia was left battered and alone by the man she loved most, Alston, yet she bravely completed the wedding ceremony while pregnant. Three years later, although they were married, they grew apart over time. Cecilia focused on her career, no longer foolishly believing in love. But her transformation instantly threw Alston into a panic... And what is the secret from 11 years ago that Cecilia has always been reluctant to reveal? *** "She went to a law firm, met with a lawyer..." A lawyer? Is Cecilia suing someone? Who? Is there any recent litigation against the company? Alston suddenly chuckled coldly, "Who could she sue? I'm the CEO of this company. How come such a matter doesn't come to me first?" The assistant swallowed nervously, speaking softly, "Sir, there's no litigation against the company. She met with... a divorce lawyer."
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."
Charlee was left at the altar and became a laughingstock. She tried to keep her head high, but ultimately lost it when she received a sex tape of her fiance and her half-sister. Devastated, she ended up spending a wild night with a hot stranger. It was supposed to be one-time thing, but he kept popping up, helping her with projects and revenge, all while flirting with her constantly. Charlee soon realized that it was nice having him around, until her ex suddenly appeared at her door, begging for another chance. Her tycoon lover asked, “Who will you choose? Think carefully before you answer.”
Katie was forced to marry Dillan, a notorious ruffian. Her younger sister mocked her, "You're just an adopted daughter. Count your blessings for marrying him!" The world anticipated Katie's tribulations, but her married life unfurled with unexpected serenity. She even snagged a lavish mansion in a raffle! Katie jumped into Dillan's arms, credited him as her lucky charm. "No, Katie, it's you who brings me all this luck," Dillan replied. Then, one fateful day, Dillan's childhood friend came to her. "You're not worthy of him. Take this 50 million and leave him!" Katie finally grasped Dillan's true stature—the wealthiest man on the planet. That night, trembling with trepidation, she broached the subject of divorce with Dillan. However, with a domineering embrace, he told her, "I'd give you everything I have. Divorce is off the table!"