"LUCAS!" I happily called my husband when I saw him outside the small house. He just stood there. I opened the door of my car and hurriedly got out and ran to where he was. My tears flowed quickly and the heaviness in my chest suddenly disappeared when I saw him after two years of his absence. "Lucas..." I cried, saying his name and hugging him tightly. I could feel his stony face and I knew he was surprised by what I did. "I-I miss you so much, Lucas... I've been looking for you for so long... I thought... I-I thought I'd never see you again..." I told him crying and I buried my face in his chest. My tears fell one after the other. He has been missing for two years after the accident happened to him and we have not been able to find him. Most people said that he might be dead, even though we didn't see his body. It was raining heavily at that time. The ship they were on sank and we spent several years looking for him. I never got tired of looking for him because I knew...he was alive. My husband is alive... He promised that he would never leave me. He promised that we would be together forever. That's why I felt so much pain when we lost him and fortunately his friends helped and we found him in a distant province. Even though it was dark, I still came out. I miss Lucas so much that I couldn't wait any longer. I traveled alone to this place. I just cry on his chest but I feel like he doesn't move. But I didn't pay attention to that and I hugged her tighter. "B-Let's go back, Lucas... Let's go back to Manila... S-I missed you so much... I love you... M-I love you so much..." I said and he started moving . I thought he was going to hug me back but I was wrong. He slowly released my hands that were hugging his body and retreated slightly. "L-Lucas?" I said his name in confusion. Why is he walking away and why? "Bythesea..." he said my name. I nodded tearfully. "Y-Yes, it's me... It's me, Lucas... I'm Bythesea..." I said. "Only a few of my memories came back but..." According to my private investigator, Lucas developed amnesia due to his head injury. That's why he didn't come back to us right away because he forgot about us. It was painful for me that my husband would forget me, but it all disappeared when I saw him again. I was so happy and the iron-like thing attached to my neck disappeared so I can breathe well. "U-Let's go home, Lucas..." I said and held his hand. I felt something cold on his finger. I looked down at it and I thought at first it was our wedding ring but I was wrong... This is no longer her ring... I stopped crying for a moment and my lips parted. I looked at him again... "Lucas..." "Franko, dear?" I froze when I heard a woman's voice and she approached my husband. He hugged his arm and he didn't notice me yet. "Franko, it's foggy here. You might get sick... Come inside, my love..." My chest felt numb at what I heard and I looked confusedly at Lucas who was no longer looking at me. But with the beautiful woman... There is a sparkle in her eyes... That I only see every time she looks at me. Why do I see that in others? I cried... It was like I felt a little jealousy. "Come on, Franko..." "Just a moment, dear..." I suddenly felt soft... My knee immediately shook. What... What's dear? Who is he? Who is this girl? B-Why... "W-Who are they?" "Who are you?" instead of answering him I just returned his question. "Who are you?" I repeat my question. "My name is Nenina. Franko is my husband. M-Do you need anything?" My eyes quickly searched for an evidence if what they were saying was true. It was like something like a knife went into my chest when I saw the partner of the ring that my husband was wearing... "L-Lucas..." "Franko... His name is Franko..." the woman corrected me and I shook my head. I started crying again. I can't even wipe my cheeks anymore. "Lucas... W-What is this?" It took a long time before he answered me... "I'm married to Nenina, Bythesea... Sorry..." I clutched my chest. I was deafened by what I heard and felt like the world stopped spinning. My heart stopped beating for a moment until it started beating faster. "Lucas..." I can't accept... How...is he already married to someone else? W-We are married... He is my husband... Lucas is my husband...
I woke up EARLY to prepare breakfast for my husband Lucas. Today he is leaving Manila but later at 9AM.
They had a business trip to Pangasinan and they thought of going there by ship. They can even ride the company's private helicopter.
I stared at him for a long time as if I was getting familiar with his handsome face. I ran my fingers all over his face.
I also caressed her soft hair. I couldn't stop kissing her head.
I gently squeezed his sharp nose. I smiled when his sharp nose crinkled. I shook my head and laughed softly because of how he gently held my hand before he removed it too. I kissed that then I left him still asleep in our bed.
When I left the room with my husband and I, the door on the other side opened and I took big steps to approach that side.
"Baby..." I muttered softly when I saw my three year old son. He just woke up. Her long hair is messy and she is still cute as she rubs her eyes.
He immediately separated from us because he is a big boy so he sleeps in his room but there are times when he also sleeps with us.
"Mommy?" he called me sleepy.
"Good morning, baby. How's your sleep, son?" I aksed him and quickly promised him. He wrapped his small arm around my neck and rested his head on my shoulder.
"Fine..." he simply answered me. He was even sleepy because his voice and aura were not in the mood. I rubbed his back then I started to go down from the stairs.
Lucas and I have been married for four years, Eberjey Lucas Villanueva is his full name and Louie Zhi is our eldest son.
My husband is a business tycoon and he now runs their company that manufactures materials for the construction of buildings and houses. He also became an investor in companies owned by his close friends.
I am also a professor at Albison College University. I finished my course at Stanford University and my Master in Degree.
I grew up in the States but I was also born in this country and I chose to teach in Albison. My parents are here. Lucas and I only met in the States and he first offered me to live in the Philippines for good, and I agree. That was time we became.
I also don't want to be away from my family. My dad just wanted me to study abroad because all my siblings also chose to study there.
We have five siblings and I am the eldest, followed by Sander, who is only one year apart. Clover, Ishie, they are three years apart and our youngest brother is Zynder, he is only ten years old now.
My parents are not strict so they don't control us in the things we want. So when I said that I wanted to teach they immediately agreed. Because what we want to achieve in life is our own decision and they will not be an obstacle for our dream.
Not all parents are like them. Children are often pressured by their parents being strict and controlling them. They prefer to be followed because they know what is best for their children. But they didn't ask if that was what their children wanted? Is that what their hearts are crying out for?
We can't stop someone's dream, even your own child. Especially if you have your own mind, decision and stance in life.
"Mommy?" I heard Louie Zhi calling me again.
We got to the kitchen and I carefully put her down in the highchair. I first adjusted his sitting position so he wouldn't fall.
"What do you want, baby? Fresh milk or warm milk?" I asked him. Sometimes he wants cold milk.
"Hot milk, 'My..." he replied, still having trouble pronouncing it. I nodded my head and planted a soft kiss on the top of his head before I approached the fridge to prepare his milk.
I opened it and took the fresh milk to heat it up. I smiled at my son when our eyes met. His eyes were wide, silently watching my every move. His arm was on the island table and turned it into a pillow.
My son, Louie Zhi. He got more of my physical appearance. He looks a lot more like me than his daddy, who only got him with his eyes and his demeanor, which is a bit quiet, snobbish and stuck up. He smiled at me.
"I will cook our breakfast first while we were waiting for your milk to heat up, right LZ?" I said softly to him. LZ is the nickname given to him by his daddy, he likes it anyway.
"It's okay, 'My..." he answered and I laughed when he yawned.
"Are you still sleepy?" I asked him.
"A little bit, but I'm really awake," he panted.
I opened the rice cooker because I knew there was some rice left in there to make my sangagang. We have maids here but they only move about their work when we give orders.
If I'm not too busy, I cook for our breakfast and dinner. It was only during lunch time because I was at university at that time. LZ is sometimes left at our mansion with his babysitter.
But I often take him with me. So my students have fun with him. She would come home to us with red cheeks and lipstick smeared all over her cheeks. He won't complain but he immediately thinks badly of people who want to stop him but when it comes to his father. He reports.
He would just tell her, "That's how handsome he is. It's confusing." I just couldn't get enough because of his arrogant and airy Daddy Lucas.
My son smiled at me, he moved his eyebrows up and down. What a silly kid, his attitude, inherited from his father.
The heater rang while I was frying the rice that I added two eggs to. I turned off the stove first and poured milk into a glass.
That litte cup by LZ has cartoon characters on it. His favorite anime. I approached him and gave him his milk.
"Do you want it in your feeding bottle, LZ?" I asked smiling. His muzzle got longer because of that.
"I'm a big boy now, 'My," he reasoned out. I laughed at him and kissed his cheek before I returned to my cooking.
I finished what I was going to cook, fried rice with egg, hotdog that my brother loves to eat, beef tapa and pancit canton. Juice and coffee that is still steaming because of its heat.
'Just as I had served on the table, I first saw LZ chewing on a hot dog. I held both of my waists. He took one bite after another and he had finished two pieces of it only then he noticed my presence.
"Oops!" he exclaimed and even covered his mouth when he realized that I had caught him. I just laughed because of his naughty child.
"It's okay, honey. Eat well and I'll just call your Dad," I told him. He shook his head and he pointed his little finger on my back.
"'Dy is here. Come on, 'Dy. I'm so hungry," he said with a snort and I turned my back.
It turned out that my husband was standing at the door while leaning on it. His hand is just crossed on his chest and he has a smile on his face as he watches my mother and me. He was wearing only a plane dark blue shirt and black pajamas. She hasn't bathed yet but she looks fresh.
He smiled at me and started walking towards where LZ and I were. He first greeted our son. Tousled her hair after kissing the top of her head.
"Good morning, kiddo. You're already sneaking three hotdogs without Mommy noticing, ah," he said teasingly. The boy quickly protested.
"Dy, I only ate the two not three hotdogs," he defensively said and shook his head repeatedly.
"LZ, what about the three you were holding right now? Isn't that three?" he asked with a smile.
"But 'Dy, I didn't eat yet. I was just holding this..." Lucas just laughed because of his son's excuse.
"Where's my fist bump, little bud?" he asked and carefully raised his clenched fist. LZ's muzzle no longer squinted and he just gently pressed his small fist. His smile is still sweet. He is very happy when they do that.
"Oh, that's my boy," he said and put her hair back in order. After he messed up... Hey...
I turned around to get a pitcher from the fridge when I felt a strong arm wrap around my waist. At the same time he kissed my neck, causing my body hair to stand up and my heart to beat fast. I'm like this, my heart if only he were nearby.
"Good morning, wife. Thank you for the breakfast," he said to me softly. He gently turned me towards him.
"Son, close your eyes," he said and I even saw him quickly cover his eyes. I was about to laugh when my husband quickly grabbed me by the waist, close to him and claimed my lips completely.
His lips moved for a moment and bit my lower lip then he released me. I know he's not satisfied yet, but he can't take it long, especially since LZ is right in front of us.
"Good morning, too," I greeted him back. I reached for her hair and also fixed it that was falling on her forehead.
I could feel his heavy gaze on me but I ignored it. I looked down at his thick eyebrows, at his eyes that could see the twinkle and different emotions that he also often showed me. Down to his sharp nose and his lips with the corner slightly rising.
I only stopped looking at him when he caressed my cheek.
"I love you," he said sincerely.
"I love you too," I said and planted a light kiss on my forehead.
"I love you, too, Miss." We both laughed because of LZ's reply. "But I wanna eat now," he added.
Lucas pulled me away when I pointed to our refrigerator. "I'll just get a pitcher, hon," I told him. He shook his head.
"Just sit down and I'll take it," he said and I just let him.
I sat next to LZ and I spooned him some fried rice. He himself took many hotdogs from his plate. That's five. Her milk is half as well.
Lucas came back and sat down next to our son. So we have LZ in the middle.
As is his habit, I was the first one he scooped up rice on his plate.
"Thanks, hon," I said to which he just smiled.
"You're always welcome, wife," he said. I brought the cup of coffee closer to his plate. It was water for LZ who also quickly reached out and asked her Daddy to drink it.
In the aftermath of a life-altering accident, Sky wakes up with no memory of a mysterious woman she's inexplicably drawn to paint. With her hands seemingly guided by a force beyond her understanding, Sky's artwork captivates those around her. But when a high-profile figure shares one of her paintings, thrusting her into the spotlight, Sky's world turns upside down. As she grapples with newfound fame and questions about her identity, Sky must confront her past and the enigmatic connection to the woman in her paintings. Amidst chaos and uncertainty, she discovers that sometimes, the greatest mysteries lie within ourselves.
"Calista!" Nix called out to me. "What? Is there a problem?" I felt the tension in his eyes. "You're not going to jail anymore, Caliee. The accident proved everything!" He shouted, embracing me and kissing my forehead. I couldn't help but slowly start to cry. "It's okay, Caliee, I told you that you're innocent." "T-thank you, Nix." I checked all my social media accounts and found both negative and positive comments at the same time. This is the reality that I can't avoid haters in the online world. Many are on my side, many are on Caleb's, as if we're fighting our own beliefs. I sat down on the couch, feeling incredibly happy and anxious at the same time. I know Caleb won't give up on me. "Calista!" I heard someone call my name outside the hotel door. "Come out!" they shouted, banging on the door. When I opened it, the heavily intoxicated Caleb greeted me, "C-Caleb?" I asked. Many were holding him back, but he was struggling, "L-let go, bro." He looked at me as if scrutinizing my entire being. "Fine! Let out your anger on me, what else do you want? Everything's been proven... It was all an accident!" As the guards left, he entered my room, slowly approaching me until I leaned against the wall. His eyes were filled with rage and hatred, as if he could kill me at any moment. "W-what do you--" I couldn't speak anymore as he punched the wall next to me. “Why, Calista? Why did you take away the woman I love?" He shouted at me while continuing to cry. "W-what do you want!" I shouted back, pushing him away. He threw my belongings, hitting my foot, causing me to stumble. "D-damn it, what!" I held my injured foot, looking straight at him, observing his angry face. I took a deep breath and spoke again, "What do you want to make you quiet? My body? Money? Wealth! That's all I have! If you want me to bring back your fiancée..." "I'm not God! Do you understand? If I could bring her back, I would've done it already, I regret it every day, every hour." I want this to end, I'm so tired. I can't take it anymore. I straightened my head bravely. I uttered the words I knew I would regret. "If I have sex with you, will you forgive me?" I bravely asked, tears slowly streaming down my cheeks. He stared at my entire body, unable to even look into my eyes. "I will never forgive you," he replied weakly and hoarsely. "Why? It wasn't intentional, it was all an accident! It's not my fault that your fiancée died, I lost my brakes, how many times do I have to tell you that I-I'm not at fault!" "It's your fault! because damn you, why? Calista? why did you kill my fiancée!" A loud shout stunned me. It's not my fault, it's not my fault, it's an accident, I didn't mean to kill anyone, I didn't have brakes that day! "Why don't you just give up? Why do you still fight for your beliefs, even though both of us know that it's really you! f*ck you! Calista." I took a deep breath and looked at his face. "W-will you have sex with me! After that, my debt to you will be paid, can we do that, prosecutor Villanueva?" I bravely asked again. He stared at me, unresponsive. "Stop," he shouted loudly. "Why? Don't you want to? So I can pay you back! You'll disgrace me! Take away my dignity! Because it's my fault! Because I'm a b*tch! Because this is what you want, to feel every day that something is being taken from me! That I'm being robbed! But you don't want money, you want me to regret it every day, so here it is." He approached me and kissed me, my tears flowing as he kissed me, while he undressed me, I was sobbing softly, he continued kissing me, from my ears down to my neck, he observed my entire body. He slowly laid me down, slowly removing my clothes, as he did, I closed my eyes. He continued to explore my body, from my thighs to even the deepest parts of my femininity. DESCRIPTION: "Caleb Wyven Villanueva" is a prosecutor who is willing to do everything for his loved one, recognizing nothing, but what is in accordance with the law. But what if one day this man wakes up that the woman he loves is already de@d? Will he fight for her? Or will he just let go?
"Leave me alone, Shantal!" ash said annoyed to me. He's my husband, actually I'm probably the only one who calls him husband because he never once considered me his wife. And his family just forced him to marry me, so he followed it against his will. I smiled at myself in front of the mirror and wiped my tears. I know that he didn't love me, because he still hopes that his ex girlfriend or let's say ex fiance will come back to him. Our scene at the mansion is always fighting, sometimes he ignores me like I'm just wind by his side. And most of all we have different rooms, I laughed at what I thought because the other couple had only one room but we didn't. "Let's eat ma'am" I heard the knock in my room."yes manang" I said. I stood up and went downstairs and saw my husband done with his meal and ready to go. "Are you going to leave?" I asked, he just looked at me and left, not even an answer. I ate quietly by myself and just ignored it. After I ate, I decided to go to mom's mansion, but I was just outside the gate when I felt weak and I could barely handle what I saw. I saw ashton leaning in his car while kissing with someone. __________
In a whirlwind of emotions, Farrah grapples with unrequited love, drowning her sorrows in alcohol. Despite her friends' advice to let go, she finds herself unable to shake off her obsession with a man who remains out of reach. Will she find the strength to break free from the chains of her heart's desires?
In a desperate bid for freedom from a hellish existence, Wendy flees through the darkness, her heart pounding with terror. But as she runs, gunshots ring out, and she realizes her escape is cursed. With tears streaming down her face, she stumbles and falls, tasting the bitter soil of her torment. Hiding in the shadows, she hears the chilling voice of her tormentor, a man who has taken everything from her. Suddenly discovered, Wendy finds herself trapped, her pleas falling on deaf ears as she faces the darkness once again. As the night closes in around her, she knows there is no escape from the lion who claims her as his own, determined to possess her at any cost.
"TODAY is our fourth anniversary. Then... T-Then... Are you just playing with me? Tell me, Jai. Do you really love me?" I asked him while I was crying. It feels like my chest is being stabbed with a sharp blade and it seems non-stop, so I feel more pain in my heart. "I love you, Miamor. I love you, so much, baby..." "But you can leave me just like that and marry your best friend?! Or are you just lying? That you don't really love me and that Jillian is exactly who you want to be with and not me!" I screamed and my tears started falling down my cheeks. My chest is just getting tighter and it seems I'm having trouble breathing again. Feels like a big hand is squeezing my heart. "I love you, Miamor but I want to help Jillian. She needs--" "You don't love me, Jai! I never felt that love! You give it to others and not to me! So, you can hurt me like this! You are only doing this because of your best friend! So, that you and Jillian can be free!" I said, it's roaring. He just shook his head at me and I could see tears also falling from his eyes and he even bit his lower lip. His fist was tight so his veins came out there. "I'm sorry..." What he said made me even more sad. Four years. We've been in a relationship for 4 years and I admit to myself, I never felt the love he says. Cause he always thinks of Jillian. I knew that girl had a space in his heart, because otherwise... If he really loves me he will choose me, and he will leave Jillian, not me... "I regret giving myself to you. I regret knowing you and wasting my time just to love you. What a coward you are!" "SENATOR Ferrara?" It seems like I woke up from a deep slumber of my past when I heard my secretary's voice and a faint shaking on my shoulder. I sat down and fixed my glasses. I was still breathing before I turned my back on her. "Are we here yet?" I asked, no emotion and she just nodded at me. We just got back from Manila because I had an urgent meeting in Singapore with Dad but he came back here earlier. The door on my side opened and I unbuckled my seatbelt and slowly got out of the car. As usual, we are visiting the patients who were victims of the fire last week. Well, it's in my heart to help my fellow Filipino, but the citizens won't believe because they will say that we are just showing off. Who wouldn't, if you're in the world of politics? De Cervantes Hospital, I know the owner of this hospital. A close friend. I shrugged when I remembered my referring friend. I have five bodyguards with me and my secretary Red Michigan. Others bring relief goods. The ward of the fire victims is on the second floor so, we took the elevator. I took off my glasses and gave this to my secretary. The elevator opened, a sign that we are already on the second floor. I was about ready to go out when I saw a doctor standing across from me. It's like he's waiting for the elevator to open too. The guy is tall and has a big body. He is slightly bent over while reading what is on the paper he is holding right now. One hand was stuck in his pants pocket. He was wearing glasses too. But his build is familiar to me. I just don't know why my heart reacted so fast. I got out of the elevator completely and accidentally broke his shoulder. "Damn it," I heard him curse and my eyebrows just rose up. I rolled my eyes. For the second time around, I got pulled over again when I stepped on something. I took it and checked the ID. Only to make my heart beat faster when I read the name of the owner. Dr. Jaickel San Amero. Neurologist Doctor. I faced him, "This is yours?" I asked him with no emotion written on my face. He stopped and looked at me. I can't see him in shock because he has no emotion either. I stepped closer to him and he didn't even avoid my gaze. I don't know if he recognizes me yet or not. "You drop this, Dr. American," I casually said and handed him his ID. He quickly snatched it from me without interrupting staring at me. No word I turned my back on him then walked straight on. After so fvcking years... Our paths crossed again, Jai. What a luck. I'm Miamor Ferrara, I'm Senator and medicine inventor. That man is my ex-boyfriend. The world is really small for us. I smirked
"It was just one night stand, and now I'm pregnant with triplets? Gosh!" Josephine Jade never thought that she would have to run away from her own family while pregnant. She was alone, without money, without connections, with three fetuses in her stomach. How can she survive? However, Josephine couldn't give up now, until she managed to reclaim her arbitrarily seized property and get back at everyone who tried to get rid of her. A sick child, a past crush that comes back, a mysterious eccentric man, and a family that hates her, will weave together the journey of Josephine Jade's new life. "You have no right to separate me from my children, you bastard! I will survive and you will submit to me. Just watch!"
While Sienna reached the pinnacle of her success, Julian remained the forgotten son of his family, the one who had secretly stolen her first kiss in the shadows of the night. As Sienna hit her darkest moment, Julian returned home, leaving his life behind, only to witness her tears glistening in the moonlight as she reluctantly accepted another man's proposal. When Sienna needed Julian more than ever, he had risen to a position of power and had become her most steadfast pillar of support. "Please marry me." There was no one else in the world who could love Sienna as deeply as Julian did.
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.
My name is Katia, and I am just trying to survive until my fated mate arrives. Which may be easier said than done. Rejectection is the last straw. Whispering my acceptance of his rejection. I run through the pack house, out across the manicured lawn into the forest. "I'm sorry, my sweet girl," I say to my wolf. I'm sorry you have been stuck with me and have had to suffer everything I have. She whispers," it's not your fault, Katia. We came to a cliff with a waterfall. The hurt keeps pounding at me. I need it to stop. My sweet girl, and I just want peace, I keep running and leap off the cliff. Spreading my arms wide, with tears streaming down my face, I fall, not making a sound, waiting for sweet oblivion where we feel nothing ever again. "I love you, my sweet girl! Until we meet again, "My wolf replied just before we hit the water, "I love you too, Katia. I have never regretted a moment with you." The Snow Moon pack is having their last barbecue of the summer next to the waterfall on their land. The adults are laughing and joking while watching the pups play. The alpha, beta, and gamma are swimming with some of the older children and playing a game of Marco Polo. Someone yells, "Oh my goddess, someone just jumped over the waterfall!" Everyone is frozen as they watch what looks to be a child falling arms spread wide, no one makes a sound. The small body hits the water like a plane crashing into the side of a mountain. The alpha, beta, and gamma, spring into action, swimming towards the area the person went under. The alpha is screaming his wolf is going crazy repeating, "Find her. Find her...find her!" They dive and the beta surfaces with a small person in his arms. Alpha takes the girl from his beta, laying her on the ground. The men are shocked by what they see. She is covered in scars and injuries. Her body is twisted and broken. The Beta asks, "Who could have done this to someone so defenseless?" Alpha drops to his knees, repeating, "MATE...MATE...MATE!"
Lindsey's fiancé was the devil's first son. Not only did he lie to her but he also slept with her stepmother, conspired to take away her family fortune, and then set her up to have sex with a total stranger. To get her lick back, Lindsey decided to find a man to disrupt her engagement party and humiliate the cheating bastard. Never did she imagine that she would bump into a strikingly handsome stranger who was all that she was currently looking for. At the engagement party, he boldly declared that she was his woman. Lindsey thought he was just a broke man who wanted to leech off her. But once they began their fake relationship, she realized that good luck kept coming her way. She thought they would part ways after the engagement party, but this man kept to her side. "We gotta stick together, Lindsey. Remember, I'm now your fiancé. " "Domenic, you're with me because of my money, aren't you?" Lindsey asked, narrowing her eyes at him. Domenic was taken aback by that accusation. How could he, the heir of the Walsh family and CEO of Vitality Group, be with her for money? He controlled more than half of the city's economy. Money wasn't a problem for him! The two got closer and closer. One day, Lindsey finally realized that Domenic was actually the stranger she had slept with months ago. Would this realization change things between them? For the better or worse?
In their three years of marriage, Chelsea had been a dutiful wife to Edmund. She used to think that her love and care would someday melt Edmund's cold heart, but she was wrong. Finally, she couldn't take the disappointment any longer and chose to end the marriage. Edmund had always thought that his wife was just boring and dull. So it was shocking when Chelsea suddenly threw divorce papers at his face in front of everyone at the Nelson Group's anniversary party. How humiliating! After that, everyone thought that the formerly-married couple would never see each other again, even Chelsea. Once again, she thought wrong. Sometime later, at an award ceremony, Chelsea went onstage to accept the award for best screenplay. Her ex-husband, Edmund, was the one presenting the award to her. As he handed her the trophy, he suddenly reached for her hand and pleaded humbly in front of the audience, "Chelsea, I'm sorry I didn't cherish you before. Could you please give me another chance?" Chelsea looked at him indifferently. "I'm sorry, Mr. Nelson. My only concern now is my business." Edmund's heart was shattered into a million pieces. "Chelsea, I really can't live without you." But his ex-wife just walked away. Wasn't it better for her to just concentrate on her career? Men would only distract her—especially her ex-husband.