In a previous life, Maeve had loved an unworthy man unconditionally, but sadly, she met a tragic end, drowning in the sea. Reborn, she decided to live a completely different life, joyful and unburdened by commitments. It just so happened that the despicable woman who was her rival in love in her past life released a song in the hopes of becoming a pop star. Unfortunately for her, her wish would never come true. As soon as Maeve released her first song, she rose in popularity rapidly, topping the charts consistently. Every time the despicable woman put on a pitiful face and pretended to be the victim, Maeve would play along with her little act before finally giving her a sharp slap across the face. At the end of the day, Maeve's skills and talents were unparalleled. Learning from her mistakes in her previous life, she gradually climbed to the top. Decisive and ruthless as she was, she couldn't help but be tender and gentle towards that man she once loved... "Darling, I'm ready! Come and join me!" She called to him. She was seductive and alluring. The man, unable to resist her charm, whispered to her, "Take the day off tomorrow because you won't be able to leave bed!"
"Fuck you, Grace!"
Maeve Wright yelled, the veins in her forehead throbbing. She badly wanted to strangle the woman in front of her and send her to hell.
However, there was nothing she could do as two strong men had already tied her up.
Grace Wright flipped her hair back and folded her arms. With a look of disdain, she uttered, "Shout all you want, bitch. No one will come to save you. Why? Because the only person who loved you is dead. And it's all your fault!"
These words pierced Maeve's heart like a thousand sharp knives.
Some time ago, she was forced to marry Dominic Mason for the good of her family. She didn't love him, so she couldn't bring herself to allow him to touch her or get anywhere near her. She even did all kinds of things to hurt him.
Even if he died trying to save her from a burning house, she felt he deserved it.
All that changed today. Today, Maeve finally realized that Dominic who always seemed so cold and ruthless was actually deeply in love with her.
Regret tore her from the inside. She regretted doing all the terrible things she did and also failing to see Dominic's kindness.
"Dominic can't die. He must still be alive." Although Maeve had seen Dominic dart into the raging fire with her own eyes, she still held out hope that he had somehow made it out alive and would show up in time to save her yet again.
"Is Dominic Superman to you? Do you seriously believe he's still alive after walking into a fire that big?"
Grace's eyes narrowed to slits and a sinister smile appeared on her mouth as she added, "Well, Dominic did survive the fire. By the time he was brought out of the house, his entire body was burnt and his life was hanging by a thread. It might interest you to know that he was still worried about you in that state. Gosh! What a pity that the most handsome man in Morhurst reduced himself to nothing just for a woman who never loved him."
Maeve's eyes widened in horror. In her mind's eye, she saw how the flames roasted Dominic alive, destroying his handsome face and his skin. And all for what? Just to save her!
This made her heart ached like never before.
She wished she could turn back the hands of time now. If she could see him, she would apologize profusely.
She wouldn't care even if he was a top gun in the world of criminals.
"Anyways, he's gone. But you know what? What killed Dominic wasn't exactly the fourth-degree burns. It's actually you!"
"No way! That's not true!" Maeve shook her head repeatedly. "Dominic can't die. He's still alive! He must be!"
"Ha-ha-ha!" Grace laughed out loud and pointed as if Maeve was the biggest idiot she had ever seen. "Dominic's blood type is very rare. It has the Rh-negative trait. The blood bank he prepared for himself was emptied just to save you.
You don't believe me? Think about it! How do you think you were able to survive that accident?"
Indeed, the truth was bitter.
This fact left Maeve stunned.
She also had the Rh-negative blood trait.
She remembered she had been in dire need of blood when she got into a car accident not too long ago. The doctor complained that no blood in store matched hers. But strangely, she was able to receive blood supply shortly after.
It wasn't until now that she realized what had happened. Dominic gave the doctor access to his own blood bank.
"So, you see. Dominic is dead." Grace kept talking, causing Maeve to almost go crazy. Her knees buckled and she would have collapsed if not for the men holding her.
"And now, it's your turn! Once you are gone, I'll inherit everything Dominic owns and become the most respected person in Morhurst. People will bow down to me, and me alone!"
Maeve was so hurt and desperate that she paid no mind to Grace's words.
Everything Dominic did for her flashed through her mind.
Although he was a naturally cold man and didn't know how to express himself properly, he did wonderful things to show that he cared.
Unfortunately, his thoughtful actions went unnoticed because Maeve had been in love with someone else. She was so blind that she repaid his kindness with hostility.
It finally dawned on her that she had been so stupid. The only one who loved her used to be right by her side, but she kept pursuing some scumbag who seemed like he was cut out of the same cloth as Grace.
Maeve was gutted now.
She regretted everything.
If she had her way, she'd give up her life just to bring Dominic back to life. He didn't deserve to die!
It was supposed to be a marriage of convenience, but Carrie made the mistake of falling in love with Kristopher. When the time came that she needed him the most, her husband was in the company of another woman. Enough was enough. Carrie chose to divorce Kristopher and move on with her life. Only when she left did Kristopher realize how important she was to him. In the face of his ex-wife’s countless admirers, Kristopher offered her 20 million dollars and proposed a new deal. “Let’s get married again.”
Rumors claimed that Fernanda, newly back with her family, was nothing more than a violent country bumpkin. Fernanda just flashed a casual, dismissive grin in response. Another rumor suggested that the usually rational Cristian had lost all sense, madly in love with Fernanda. This frustrated her. She could tolerate gossip about herself, but slander against her beloved crossed the line! Gradually, as Fernanda's multiple identities as a celebrated designer, a savvy gamer, an acclaimed painter, and a successful business magnate came to light, everyone realized they were the ones who had been fooled.
Darya spent three years loving Micah, worshipping the ground he walked on. Until his neglect and his family's abuse finally woke her up to the ugly truth-he doesn't love her. Never did, never will. To her, he is a hero, her knight in shining armour. To him, she is an opportunist, a gold digger who schemed her way into his life. Darya accepts the harsh reality, gathers the shattered pieces of her dignity, divorces him, takes back her real name, reclaims her title as the country's youngest billionaire heiress. Their paths cross again at a party. Micah watches his ex-wife sing like an angel, tear up the dance floor, then thwart a lecher with a roundhouse kick. He realises, belatedly, that she's exactly the kind of woman he'd want to marry, if only he had taken the trouble to get to know her. Micah acts promptly to win her back, but discovers she's now surrounded by eligible bachelors: high-powered CEO, genius biochemist, award-winning singer, reformed playboy. Worse, she makes it pretty clear that she's done with him. Micah gears up for an uphill battle. He must prove to her he's still worthy of her love before she falls for someone else. And time is running out.
Elin spent twenty years deeply loving her husband, finally marrying him just as she'd always dreamed. But reality shattered her illusions—he wasn't the man she believed. Instead, he callously destroyed her family, crushing her heart beyond repair. At her lowest point, Ruben, equally betrayed that night, approached her steadily. "Marry me, Elin. I'll help you take revenge." Yet, after their wedding, she quickly discovered he was dangerously unpredictable. "I made a mistake. Let's divorce..." Ruben slid his arm possessively around her waist, whispering a chilling promise, "Only in death."
On the day of their wedding anniversary, Joshua's mistress drugged Alicia, and she ended up in a stranger's bed. In one night, Alicia lost her innocence, while Joshua's mistress carried his child in her womb. Heartbroken and humiliated, Alicia demanded a divorce, but Joshua saw it as yet another tantrum. When they finally parted ways, she went on to become a renowned artist, sought out and admired by everyone. Consumed by regret, Joshua darkened her doorstep in hopes of reconciliation, only to find her in the arms of a powerful tycoon. "Say hello to your sister-in-law."
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.