Freya sacrificed her happiness and youth just to save her sick mother's life and her family's hospital. She was forced to marry Brennan, a man who was in a three-month coma after having an accident. It was a contractual marriage, but it still bonded them together. Freya already resigned herself to never seeing her vegetative husband awake, but she was in for a surprise. On their wedding night, her vegetative husband suddenly stirred and opened his eyes. Freya almost had a heart attack! What did the future hold for them now that Brennan unexpectedly woke up? Were they going to stay married? Or would Brennan throw her out?
"Hot... It's so hot..."
Everything in front of Freya Walton became blurry, and she felt hot all over. Her entire body itched unbearably as if countless ants were crawling.
This feeling was so abnormal. She had never experienced this before. She didn't eat anything today since she was in a bad mood. Freya's eyes suddenly widened.
The orange juice! There must be something wrong with the orange juice that the butler of the Hayes family handed her just now.
She slumped on the luxurious cashmere carpet and looked at the unconscious man in the bed, trying her best to suppress the strange desire surging in her. At the same time, she felt incomparably sad.
After all, she couldn't leave this place.
When she returned to Leryport three days ago, she learned that her mother was seriously ill. And Healthbridge Hospital, which her mother built with painstaking efforts, was on the verge of bankruptcy.
These sudden changes almost made Freya break down.
She was left with no choice.
The Hayes family was willing to invest three hundred million dollars to save the hospital from decline.
But they had a condition-Freya had to marry Brennan Hayes, who was in a vegetative state.
Freya was forced to agree for the sake of her mother. Her father even signed an absurd contract on her behalf. It was stipulated in that contract that she had to fulfill her duties as a wife, including giving birth to a child for Brennan.
When Frey first heard about it, she thought it amusing.
Brennan was a vegetable. How could they have sex? How could she get pregnant and give birth to a baby?
It was only now that she realized that the Hayes family wanted her to have sex with Brennan this way.
Freya felt humiliated. But the effect of the drug was so strong that it quickly drowned her rationality.
She couldn't control her urge anymore. She got up and climbed onto the big and soft bed.
Brennan's face was handsome but expressionless. Looking at him, Freya felt her body softening. She touched his skin, and the numb feeling ran through her body like an electric current.
The heat inside her intensified.
There seemed to be a voice in her head that kept telling her it was not enough.
What she needed now was a man. No one else except a man could help her.
But should she really have sex with a man in a vegetative state?
Waves after waves of lust overwhelmed her, making her involuntarily bend down and kiss Brennan's pale but attractive lips. Her heart skipped a beat.
His scent filled her entire lungs.
The faint mint fragrance mixed with his hormones intoxicated her.
Before Freya knew it, her red lips ran through his chin, down to his neck and collarbone. She was getting out of control.
She took off her dress, revealing a huge part of her smooth and delicate skin. Then she pressed her body tightly against Brennan's and let out uncontrollable and coquettish groans in his ear, trying to get a response from him.
Brennan had a good figure, and his muscles were well-defined and strong. Every time Freya touched them, she trembled with pleasure.
But this moment of pleasure was far from enough. She felt like a giant fireball was burning inside her, and every cell in her body was shouting for more.
She wrapped her arms around Brennan's neck, sat on his body, and lifted his clothes. She whispered, "Help me..."
At this moment, something happened.
Unexpectedly, a pair of hands stretched out and pushed her hard.
Freya fell back to the carpet.
She blurted out a cry of pain. But because of the effect of the drug, it turned into a charming groan.
She lay prone on the floor and sobered up a little. But she was still unaware of what had happened.
Brennan was in a vegetative state. How could he push her away?
Freya opened her eyes wide and looked in his direction.
Under the dim light, a tall and strong figure slowly sat up. As the rays of light shone on his muscular shoulders and chest, his charming figure with strong hormones looked more attractive.
Brennan stared at Freya with sharp eyes.
His gaze was as cold as ice.
Staring at him, Freya suddenly realized something.
Brennan was awake.
Freya sacrificed her happiness and youth just to save her sick mother's life and her family's hospital. She was forced to marry Brennan, a man who was in a three-month coma after having an accident. It was a contractual marriage, but it still bonded them together. Freya already resigned herself to never seeing her vegetative husband awake, but she was in for a surprise. On their wedding night, her vegetative husband suddenly stirred and opened his eyes. Freya almost had a heart attack! What did the future hold for them now that Brennan unexpectedly woke up? Were they going to stay married? Or would Brennan throw her out?
Freya sacrificed her happiness and youth just to save her sick mother's life and her family's hospital. She was forced to marry Brennan, a man who was in a three-month coma after having an accident. It was a contractual marriage, but it still bonded them together. Freya already resigned herself to never seeing her vegetative husband awake, but she was in for a surprise. On their wedding night, her vegetative husband suddenly stirred and opened his eyes. Freya almost had a heart attack! What did the future hold for them now that Brennan unexpectedly woke up? Were they going to stay married? Or would Brennan throw her out?
After being kicked out of her home, Harlee learned she wasn't the biological daughter of her family. Rumors had it that her impoverished biological family favored sons and planned to profit from her return. Unexpectedly, her real father was a zillionaire, catapulting her into immense wealth and making her the most cherished member of the family. While they anticipated her disgrace, Harlee secretly held design patents worth billions. Celebrated for her brilliance, she was invited to mentor in a national astronomy group, drew interest from wealthy suitors, and caught the eye of a mysterious figure, ascending to legendary status.
The day Lilah found out that she was pregnant, she caught her fiancé cheating on her. Her remorseless fiancé and his mistress almost killed her. Lilah fled for her dear life. When she returned to her hometown five years later, she happened to save a little boy's life. The boy's father turned out to be the world's richest man. Everything changed for Lilah from that moment. The man didn't let her experience any inconvenience. When her ex-fiancé bullied her, he crushed the scumbag's family and also rented out an entire island just to give Lilah a break from all the drama. He also taught Lilah's hateful father a lesson. He crushed all her enemies before she even asked. When Lilah's vile sister threw herself at him, he showed her a marriage certificate and said, "I'm happily married and my wife is much more beautiful than you are!" Lilah was shocked. "When did we ever get married? Last I checked, I was still single." With a wicked smile, he said, "Honey, we've been married for five years. Isn't it about time we had another child together?" Lilah's jaw dropped to the floor. What the hell was he talking about?
The whispers said that out of bitter jealousy, Hadley shoved Eric's beloved down the stairs, robbing the unborn child of life. To avenge, Eric forced Hadley abroad and completely cut her off. Years later, she reemerged, and they felt like strangers. When they met again, she was the nightclub's star, with men ready to pay fortunes just to glimpse her elusive performance. Unable to contain himself, Eric blocked her path, asking, "Is this truly how you earn a living now? Why not come back to me?" Hadley's lips curved faintly. "If you’re eager to see me, you’d better join the queue, darling."
Rachel used to think that her devotion would win Brian over one day, but she was proven wrong when his true love returned. Rachel had endured it all—from standing alone at the altar to dragging herself to the hospital for an emergency treatment. Everyone thought she was crazy to give up so much of herself for someone who didn’t return her feelings. But when Brian received news of Rachel’s terminal illness and realized she didn’t have long to live, he completely broke down. "I forbid you to die!" Rachel just smiled. She no longer needed him. "I will finally be free."
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?
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.