Love over richness
Love over richness
Once upon a time, there was a rich prince who lived in a splendid palace. He had everything he wanted, except for one thing: true love. He was bored of the shallow and greedy princesses who only wanted to marry him for his wealth and power. He longed for someone who would love him for who he was, not what he had.One day, he decided to disguise himself as a commoner and explore the city. He wandered around the streets, enjoying the sights and sounds of the people's lives. He came across a market, where he saw a beautiful girl selling flowers.
She had a smile that lit up her face, and eyes that sparkled with kindness. She greeted everyone with a cheerful voice, and offered them her flowers at a fair price.The prince was instantly smitten by her. He approached her and asked for a rose. She handed him one, and their fingers touched. He felt a jolt of electricity run through him, and he looked into her eyes. He saw something he had never seen before: genuine affection.He paid her for the flower, and asked her name. She said it was Lily. He asked her if she would like to have lunch with him. She hesitated, but then agreed. She closed her stall, and followed him to a nearby tavern. They sat at a table, and ordered some food. They talked for hours, and found out they had a lot in in common. They both loved music, books, and nature. They both dreamed of traveling the world, and seeing new places. They both valued honesty, loyalty, and compassion.They felt a connection that neither of them had ever experienced before. They laughed, they joked, they shared their hopes and fears. They forgot about everything else, except for each other.The prince realized he had fallen in love with Lily. He wanted to tell her the truth about himself, but he was afraid she would reject him if she knew he was royalty. He decided to wait until he was sure she loved him back.He asked her if she would see him again. She said yes, with a smile that melted his heart. He kissed her hand, and said goodbye. He promised to come back the next day.He returned to his palace, feeling happier than ever. He couldn't wait to see Lily again. He thought of nothing else but her.The next day, he went back to the market, dressed as a commoner again. He looked for Lily's stall, but he couldn't find it. He asked around, but no one knew where she was. He felt a pang of worry in his chest.He decided to go to her house, which she had told him where it was. It was a small cottage on the outskirts of the city. He knocked on the door, but there was no answer. He tried to open it, but it was locked.He looked through the window, and saw a scene that broke his heart.Lily was lying on the bed, pale and weak. She had a fever, and was coughing blood. She looked like she was dying.Next to her bed, there was a note. It read:"My dearest prince,I know who you are. I saw you on the news yesterday, when they announced your engagement to Princess Isabella of Astoria.I don't blame you for lying to me. I understand you have your duties and responsibilities as heir to the throne.But I can't bear to see you again, knowing you belong to someone else.I love you more than anything in this world, but I have to let you go.Please don't look for me. Please don't try to save me.I have contracted the plague, which is spreading in the city.There is no cure for it.I only have a few days left to live.I want you to remember me as I was when we met: happy and healthy.I want you to be happy too.Please marry Princess Isabella, and rule your kingdom with wisdom and justice.Please forget about me, and move on with your life.You are my prince charming, and I am your Cinderella.But our story has no happy ending.Goodbye, my love.Yours forever,Lily"The prince read the note with tears in his eyes. He felt a surge of anger, sadness, and guilt.He cursed himself for being so foolish and selfish.He cursed fate for being so cruel and unfair.He cursed his father for forcing him into an arranged marriage with someone he didn't love.He cursed the plague for taking away his true love's life.He cursed the world for being so harsh and hopeless.He wished he could turn back time, and do things differently.He wished he could save Lily from her fate.He wished he could be with her, and make her happy.He wished he could die with her, and join her in heaven.But he knew it was too late.He had lost her forever.He had lost his chance at true love.He had lost his reason to live.He dropped the note, and ran away.He ran back to his palace, and locked himself in his room.He refused to see anyone, or do anything.He just lay on his bed, holding the rose that Lily had given him.He smelled its fragrance, and remembered her smile.He kissed its petals, and remembered her kiss.He pressed it to his heart, and remembered her love.He cried, and cried, and cried.Until he had no more tears left to shed.Until he had no more will left to live.Until he had no more breath left to breathe.And then he died.The end.
In their previous lives, Gracie married Theo. Outwardly, they were the perfect academic couple, but privately, she became nothing more than a stepping stone for his ambition, and met a tragic end. Her younger sister Ellie wed Brayden, only to be abandoned for his true love, left alone and disgraced. This time, both sisters were reborn. Ellie rushed to marry Theo, chasing the success Gracie once had-unaware she was repeating the same heartbreak. Gracie instead entered a contract marriage with Brayden. But when danger struck, he defended her fiercely. Could fate finally rewrite their tragic endings?
Corinne devoted three years of her life to her boyfriend, only for it to all go to waste. He saw her as nothing more than a country bumpkin and left her at the altar to be with his true love. After getting jilted, Corinne reclaimed her identity as the granddaughter of the town's richest man, inherited a billion-dollar fortune, and ultimately rose to the top. But her success attracted the envy of others, and people constantly tried to bring her down. As she dealt with these troublemakers one by one, Mr. Hopkins, notorious for his ruthlessness, stood by and cheered her on. "Way to go, honey!"
Five years into marriage, Hannah caught Vincent slipping into a hotel with his first love-the woman he never forgot. The sight told her everything-he'd married her only for her resemblance to his true love. Hurt, she conned him into signing the divorce papers and, a month later, said, "Vincent, I'm done. May you two stay chained together." Red-eyed, he hugged her. "You came after me first." Her firm soon rocketed toward an IPO. At the launch, Vincent watched her clasp another man's hand. In the fitting room, he cornered her, tears burning in his eyes. "Is he really that perfect? Hannah, I'm sorry... marry me again."
I was the spare daughter of the Vitiello crime family, born solely to provide organs for my golden sister, Isabella. Four years ago, under the codename "Seven," I nursed Dante Moretti, the Don of Chicago, back to health in a safe house. I was the one who held him in the dark. But Isabella stole my name, my credit, and the man I loved. Now, Dante looked at me with nothing but cold disgust, believing her lies. When a neon sign crashed down on the street, Dante used his body to shield Isabella, leaving me to be crushed under twisted steel. While Isabella sat in a VIP suite crying over a scratch, I lay broken, listening to my parents discuss if my kidneys were still viable for harvest. The final straw came at their engagement gala. When Dante saw me wearing the lava stone bracelet I had worn in the safe house, he accused me of stealing it from Isabella. He ordered my father to punish me. I took fifty lashes to my back while Dante covered Isabella's eyes, protecting her from the ugly truth. That night, the love in my heart finally died. On the morning of their wedding, I handed Dante a gift box containing a cassette tape—the only proof that I was Seven. Then, I signed the papers disowning my family, threw my phone out the car window, and boarded a one-way flight to Sydney. By the time Dante listens to that tape and realizes he married a monster, I will be thousands of miles away, never to return.
After hiding her true identity throughout her three-year marriage to Colton, Allison had committed wholeheartedly, only to find herself neglected and pushed toward divorce. Disheartened, she set out to rediscover her true self-a talented perfumer, the mastermind of a famous intelligence agency, and the heir to a secret hacker network. Realizing his mistakes, Colton expressed his regret. "I know I messed up. Please, give me another chance." Yet, Kellan, a once-disabled tycoon, stood up from his wheelchair, took Allison's hand, and scoffed dismissively, "You think she'll take you back? Dream on."
After two years of marriage, Sadie was finally pregnant. Filled with hope and joy, she was blindsided when Noah asked for a divorce. During a failed attempt on her life, Sadie found herself lying in a pool of blood, desperately calling Noah to ask him to save her and the baby. But her calls went unanswered. Shattered by his betrayal, she left the country. Time passed, and Sadie was about to be wed for a second time. Noah appeared in a frenzy and fell to his knees. "How dare you marry someone else after bearing my child?"
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