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!
She was a world-renowned divine doctor, the CEO of a publicly traded company, the most formidable female mercenary, and a top-tier tech genius. Marissa, a titan with a plethora of secret identities, had hidden her true stature to marry a seemingly impoverished young man. However, on the eve of their wedding, her fiance, who was actually the lost heir to a wealthy dynasty, called off the engagement and subjected her to degradation and mockery. Upon the revelation of her concealed identities, her ex-fiance was left stunned and desperately pleaded for her forgiveness. Standing protectively before Marissa, an incredibly influential and fearsome magnate declared, "This is my wife. Who would dare try to claim her?"
Rosalynn's marriage to Brian wasn't what she envisioned it to be. Her husband, Brian, barely came home. He avoided her like a plague. Worse still, he was always in the news for dating numerous celebrities. Rosalynn persevered until she couldn't take it anymore. She upped and left after filing for a divorce. Everything changed days later. Brian took interest in a designer that worked for his company anonymously. From her profile, he could tell that she was brilliant and dazzling. He pulled the stops to find out her true identity. Little did he know that he was going to receive the greatest shocker of his life. Brian bit his finger with regret when he recalled his past actions and the woman he foolishly let go.
Sheila had her back against the wall when her family tried to force her to marry an awful old man. In a fit of rage, she hired a gigolo to act as her husband. She thought the gigolo needed money and did this for a living. Little did she know that he was nothing like that. One day, he pulled off his mask and revealed himself to be the world's top magnate. This marked the beginning of their love. He showered her with everything she could ever want. They were happy. However, unexpected circumstances soon posed a threat to their love. Would Sheila and her husband make it through the storm? Find out!
"I will work for you till I pay back the amount in full.. I want to be a maid.. Please… I don't want to be a breeder" I started to plead once everyone left the ward.. He saw her begging but his stone cold heart didn't melt. "I never tasted a weak duckling Alpha.." He smirked and walked toward me.. I walked back with fear till I hit the wall. "I am not weak." I said in a low tone and tried to push him away.. But his solid body didn't move an inch.. I could not breathe properly because of his aura.. "I will make you beg me for pleasure…" His words disgusted me. I didn't talk back as his Alpha tone was overbearing.. I felt weak wherever he was touching me.. "You will be my toy till you get pregnant.." I turned my head away with disgust but he touched my cheek roughly and caught my chin. He made me look into his eyes.. His hand covered my neck and gripped it hard.. "I will come to you every night to f**k you.." His eyes became devilish as if he was looking at his prey.. Suddenly I felt scared of him more.. and my breathing became suffocating.. He is pressing my windpipe to make me suffer… My eyes become red while I shake my head slowly... "No… no.." I murmured and I forgot to breathe in his presence.. He was scaring hell out of me.. "Girl.. You will be lucky if you get pregnancy soon otherwise I will have my ways to f**k you.." I dropped my eyes not able to hear such f***y words.. Tears rolled down my cheeks when he loosened his grip.. I don't want to believe that my father sold me as a breeder.. I can't accept it.. "If you agree or not.. it doesn't matter.. spread your legs when I come to you.." He pushed me back again and the tip of his nose touched my cheek while I looked at him scarily.. He nibbled on the crook of my neck and kissed my sensitive places… "Remember I am your Alpha from now on and don't you dare to say no…" he said huskily and pushed me back fiercely.. His cruel and harsh words made me fall back on the ground..
Joelle thought she could change Adrian's heart after three years of marriage, but she realized too late that it already belonged to another woman. "Give me a baby, and I'll set you free." The day Joelle went into labor, Adrian was traveling with his mistress on his private jet. "I don't care whom you love. My debt is paid. From now on, we have nothing to do with each other." Not long after Joelle left, Adrian found himself begging on his knees. "Please come back to me."
Melanie married Ashton out of gratitude, but she quickly found herself entangled in a web of relentless challenges. Despite these struggles, she stayed true to her commitment to the marriage. In the hospital room, Ashton indifferently attempted to draw her blood, disregarding her discomfort. This callous act was a harsh revelation for Melanie, awakening her to the grim reality of their relationship. Resolved to prioritize her own welfare, she decided to sever ties. With newfound resolve, Melanie filed for divorce. In the process, she unveiled her concealed identities, leaving everyone in shock. Throughout these turbulent times, Melanie realized that Derek, Ashton’s uncle, had been discreetly protecting her all along.