Anthea Nicholas was known as an audacious woman who stole her elder sister's husband, Raymond Dennis. His resentment toward her was not too profound, for he was a seasoned player. But his pride was trodden underfoot when he discovered that she had not virgin pure before their marriage. He loathed her, and he demeaned her. Every day, Raymond would submit a divorce request, while Anthea, inextricably tied to the family business, couldn't decide to divorce. Choosing the right person to marry is correct, but marrying someone who doesn't love you is a mistake. This marriage deeply hurt Anthea, and she decided to step back. "Recognize your mistake and correct it. Let's get a divorce!" Anthea said to Raymond, a husband who had never loved her. After all, they were only hurting each other. By setting him free, she was also liberating herself! But after the divorce, she found out she was carrying his child... A broken marriage, the return of an old love, everything was in the past...
The loud screech of tires gripped the pavement as Raymond Dennis's car skidded to a halt in the garage. In his eyes burned twin fires, feral and demanding, as he pulled the supple body towards him, wrapping his arms around her slender waist. He leaned in, passionately kissing her lush, red lips.
It was a kiss devoid of tenderness, reflecting the hunger of a beast, relentlessly nipping and biting.
Yet, Alva Mary seemed not to mind. On the contrary, she reveled in it, responding with equal enthusiasm. She parted her lips, her tongue twining with Raymond's. Her hands were not idle either, skillfully unbuttoning his dress shirt.
Feeling her confidence, Raymond pushed her onto the car's dashboard, transitioning from exchanging heated kisses to nipping at her neck.
Her throat released soft, suppressed moans.
Simultaneously, in the heart of the city, a broadcast station stood. Unbeknownst to her, the leaves of the Indian Lilac outside her window had sprouted a fresh, tender green. The biting chill of the previous winter was gone.
Anthea took a sip of her coffee, glancing at her watch. Her show was about to begin.
She was the host of the Morning Welcome program. However, last month, the radio station reassigned her to develop a new segment: Midnight Heart-to-Hearts.
Accustomed to her early bedtime and wake-up, she relied on coffee to stay alert while working. She reviewed the script one last time before entering the recording room. This was a live radio show, combining personal stories with listener interactions. She didn't want any mishaps, however small. A non-script piece of paper caught her attention in her pile of documents.
"DIVORCE PAPERS." The two bolded words leaped out at her. She instinctively took a large gulp of her bitter coffee.
That afternoon, again, Raymond Dennis's lawyer - her husband, in the name - had sent over divorce papers. He was always like that. Even with such a significant matter as filing for divorce, he delegated it to his lawyer. She often wondered if he would have sent a representative to their wedding if the law had permitted it.
Anthea sighed deeply, her gaze drifting out the window. She lost count of the calls she had received from the lawyer. They all carried the same message: Divorce. She could never comprehend why her husband was so hell-bent on divorce. Or perhaps they were a couple in name only, so understanding each other's feelings was a moot point for the incapable.
With his professional and familiar tone, the lawyer would start the conversation: "Is this Mrs. Anthea Nicholas's phone? I am Raymond Dennis's attorney. I am calling to discuss my client's wish for a divorce with Mrs. Anthea here...."
And the conversation would conclude with the divorce papers delivered to her workplace, the radio station. Their marriage of several years had fewer interactions with her husband than with his lawyer.
Right after their wedding, he had used work as an excuse to leave early and return late, under the scrutinizing gaze of their families. Eventually, this pattern morphed into him not coming home at all. Being apart for ten days to two weeks was commonplace.
Before transitioning to her evening shifts, several days had elapsed since she had last seen his face.
In the aftermath, she was preoccupied with familiarizing herself with her newly assumed responsibilities, thus barely noticing his absence. One telling sign was his perennially vacant parking spot in the garage.
"Ms. Anthea, the director instructed me to call you. The show is about to start in a few minutes." the young technician's voice tore her away from her reverie, nudging her back to reality.
Nodding, she set her stone-cold coffee cup on the table and walked towards the recording studio. She slipped on her headphones, adjusted the microphone, and signaled to the technician.
A countdown commenced.
Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one...
The technician then hit the button for the jingle: "Hello, dear listeners. Welcome to 'Heartfelt Conversations with Anthea,' broadcasted daily at twenty-one forty-five hours on FM 98.8 MHz. I'm Anthea, always here to listen to your innermost thoughts. Holding a warm cup of tea this morning and listening to the weather forecast, I was taken aback by the advent of a new season. I'm curious if my inattentiveness is to blame or if the absence of someone reminds me of the changing seasons. And what about you, dear listeners? Let's connect with our first caller and hear what they wish to share."
Meanwhile, Raymond and Alva were in a car, immersed in each other's embrace. Their movements inadvertently triggered the radio button on the dashboard. They both froze in place, for Anthea's familiar voice filled the car's compact space.
"...I hope that the young lady and her boyfriend will resolve their misunderstanding and not part ways over trivial matters. Dear listeners, finding one another amidst this bustling world is incredible. I hope you always know how to love and cherish those dear to you. Now, let's connect with our next caller. 'Heartfelt Conversations with Anthea' is broadcasted daily on FM 98.8 MHz. I have successfully connected with our next caller. Hello, could you please introduce yourself first.."
An ominous silence swept over them.
Raymond disentangled himself from Alva, sat upright, and adjusted his shirt collar. He grabbed a water bottle, unscrewed the cap, and drank half of it in a single gulp. Any man engaged in an intimate moment with a woman in a car would lose his mood upon accidentally tuning into his wife's live radio show, just as he did.
Alva awkwardly resettled on the passenger seat, cautiously peeking at Raymond, and upon seeing no sign of his anger, she secretly heaved a sigh of relief.
But why should she be blamed? She hadn't done anything wrong. He didn't respect Anthea. Otherwise, he wouldn't be so openly unfaithful time and time again. If she wanted to win him over, making Anthea uncomfortable seemed the way to go.
Having decided, Alva flashed a seductive smile and cooed at him: "Raymond... do you want me to provoke her?"
Raymond squinted at her and asked: "What can you do?"
She took his hand and placed it on her ample chest: "Just feel here, and watch what I can do..."
The taste of temptation was so irresistible there was no reason to resist. He complied with her suggestion while watching closely to see what she would do next.
After her second resurrection, Savannah Lewis no longer naively clung to the male lead, a man who had caused her immense suffering. She constantly sought ways to avoid him, a man who had inflicted pain on her in two lifetimes. But no matter how she tried to escape, she couldn't evade the domineering male lead, who persistently sought her out, followed her, and never left her side. He authoritatively called her name: "Aunt..." Indeed, in this life, she had become the sugar baby of the male lead's uncle, and he had to address her as 'aunt'. "My good nephew," Savannah smirked inwardly, knowing that now the male lead could no longer torment her life. But why... is the male lead's uncle even more domineering than the male lead himself!!!!
Jonathan Wang was a young man from distant lands who ventured to the city of San Francisco to forge his own destiny. After years of ceaseless toil and dedication, he successfully established a business empire valued in the multi-millions of dollars. Following his triumphant rise, he united in matrimony with one Orla William. Before long, however, his brother-in-law, Harding William, conspired to enact a most unsavory plot involving Adela Kyle - the youngest heiress of a wealthy family. Yet, rather than act upon his own malevolent intentions, he administered an aphrodisiac, leading Jonathan to share the bed with Adela unwittingly. Consequently, Jonathan was wrongfully sentenced to over six and a half years of incarceration on charges of rape. Upon his release, he discovered a truth that cut him to the quick: his child had been sold to the Thomas family by Orla, his wife, who harbored intentions of betrothing another man. This time, emerging from the cold confines of the prison, Jonathan returned with an unshakeable resolve to reclaim what was his and bring the William family to heel, along with the Thomas family, and indeed any house that dared oppose him. For he was now the reigning lord of Top-Sky House: the most formidable alliance in all spheres of commerce, military, and healthcare. He stood unchallenged at the helm, a titan fearing no one!
Benjamin Arnold was a recently discharged soldier with no job or stable life. However, one day, a man named Bahjat Taylor appeared and insisted that Benjamin marry his daughter, Isabella. Without money and his sister gravely ill, requiring costly medical treatment and surgery, Benjamin had no choice but to agree to a marriage of convenience with Isabella. Unbeknownst to Benjamin, Bahjat's motivation for arranging the marriage was discovering a yin-yang koi fish tattoo on Benjamin's left chest. This tattoo contained immense supernatural powers capable of transforming the universe and even granting immortality. Therefore, Bahjat arranged the marriage for his daughter to manipulate Benjamin easily. As for Benjamin, after becoming a son-in-law to the Taylor family, he was constantly belittled and humiliated by his mother-in-law and sister-in-law. His wife would always yell at him, act irrationally, and even openly date other men in front of him. Benjamin's life continued to spiral with one misfortune after another. His father passed away, his sister's illness worsened, and more mysteries unfolded, revealing the truth behind his identity. Would Benjamin be able to rise from these depths of despair? Where would the tattoo on his chest lead him? Benjamin Arnold, the hidden heir of the dragon lineage, is emerging from the void and awakening his true power!
Since the first time met Wolfgang, Emily had fallen in love with him. He treated her well and was handsome and gentle, making her infatuated with him. However, he was both intimate and distant, sometimes being very friendly towards her but other times being cold and distant. But Emily wouldn’t give up, she loved him and was determined to flirt with him until she won him over. Then one day, on a full moon... she saw him transform into a... werewolf! Her destined love, Wolfgang, was a werewolf! What was Emily to do?
She wanted to save her purity for the man she loved for five years but mistakenly gave it to the wrong person, and even became pregnant with his child. The engagement was called off, and she disappeared for five years. When Flora returned, she had decided on a fresh start. But unexpectedly, she encountered that man again-Matthew Charles, the father of her two children and now her boss. Even more surprising, Matthew turned out to be the best friend of Patrick Jones-her former fiancé, who had been searching for her for the past five years. When the three of them met, it felt like everything was just beginning...
Matthew Wang is a successful entrepreneur who, along with his close friend Gabriel Bailey, established a large business empire worth hundreds of billions of USD. However, they eventually fell victim to the schemes of evildoers: Gabriel ended up in prison, while Matthew had to flee far from his homeland, even leaving behind his wife, Isabella White. Three years later, he returned as the renowned War God of Sun Flower Country, known by the moniker Alpha Wolf. With his current status, crushing or choking anyone to death was as easy as a flick of his wrist. Yet, he chose not to reveal his identity too soon, to avoid attracting sycophants and leeches. Upon his return, he discovered the White family had forced his wife to marry the wealthy and infamous lecher, young master Brown, from Blue Sea City. His father-in-law also suffered humiliation and oppression at the hands of the White family. Matthew couldn't stand idly by and watch his wife and father-in-law being tormented. Anyone who dared to covet his wife? He would make sure they could never hold their head up high again! Those who oppressed his father-in-law? He would ensure they could only crawl on all fours for the rest of their lives! Disdain him for his poverty? Sun Flower Country's powerful black cards were limited to fewer than five! Mock him for being cowardly? His mere words were enough to shake Sun Flower Country, let alone the small Blue Sea City! However... his wife was angry with him... even the War God had to obediently obey her words...!
When they met again, Jason cast aside his paranoia and pride, warmly embracing Chelsey. "Please, come back to me?" For three years, she had been his secretary by day and his companion by night. Chelsey had always complied with his requests, like an obedient pet. However, when Jason declared his plans to marry another, she chose to stop loving him and to let go. But life took unexpected turns. His unyielding pursuit, her pregnancy, and her mother's greed gradually pushed her to the brink. Eventually, she endured tremendous suffering. Five years later, when she returned, she was no longer the woman she once was. Yet he had spiraled into five years of chaos.
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?
Sophia Drake braced herself for the worst when she was forced to move across the country in the middle of her junior year. Desperate to escape her shattered home as soon as she turns eighteen, her plans are disrupted by the enigmatic and captivating Ashford twins. Sophia can't fathom the intense attraction she feels for the twins and tries to avoid them at every turn. As she's thrust into an unfamiliar world, her past demons resurface, making her question her true identity. Will Sophia flee from her past's secrets, or will she embrace her destiny and take control of her future?
After a devastating divorce with the man she had been married to for over three years, Rachel thought her life was over. Her family disowned her, they wanted nothing to do with her anymore and she couldn't blame them. She had just divorced David Hart, one of the top successful bachelors in the country and heir to the Hart industries. But they would never understand that she didn't divorce him, he divorced her after she caught him cheating on her with her god-damned best friend! Rachel was just about to end everything by jumping off a bridge when she was saved by the most unexpected person. The boy she once bullied severally in highschool because he always wore ugly glass and was from a poor background, how come that glass make him so hot now? Why was he helping her get revenge on ex-husband who is trying to make her life even more miserable? And most important how did he get so handsome? What exactly does he want from her? ... No, you must want something, anything. If you can really help me get revenge on David and Lana, I can't just let you do it for free". Ethan went quiet for a while. I held my breath waiting for what his request might be. If it was something money could buy, I'll try my best to get it for him even though I was somehow broke right now. "You're right I do want something". He said after thinking for few minutes "What?" I asked slowly. " Until you get your revenge on David, Lana and every other person you want, you will live here". Live here as in...? " Wha... What are you saying? ". I stammered hoping he wasn't saying what I thought he was saying. I tried to step back but I missed a step and almost fell on the bed but Ethan caught me holding me in his muscular arms. Ethan moved his face closer to mine be was so close, our nose almost touched. " I want you to be with me! ".
It took only a second for a person's world to come crashing down. This was what happened in Hannah's case. For four years, she gave her husband her all, but one day, he said emotionlessly, "Let's get divorced." Hannah's heart broke into a million pieces as she signed the divorce papers, marking the end of her role as a devoted wife. Within Hannah, a strong woman awakened, vowing never to be beholden to any man again. Embracing her new life, she embarked on a journey to find herself and command her own destiny. By the time she returned, she had experienced so much growth and was now completely different from the docile wife everyone once knew. "Is this your latest trick to get my attention?" Hannah's ever-so-arrogant husband asked. Before she could retort, a handsome and domineering CEO pulled her into his embrace. He smiled down at her and said boldly to her ex, "Just a little heads-up, mister. This is my beloved wife. Keep off!"
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.