Once a multimillionaire, I found myself on the brink of bankruptcy at the age of 30, about to savor life. My wife of six years not only handed me divorce papers but also adorned me with a glaring green hat. In the depths of life's trough, I serendipitously encountered a captivating female CEO. Determined to reclaim my innocence, I resurrected the glory of yesteryears. Armed not only with vengeance against my enemies but also a mission to make those who once looked down on me pay the price for their shallow judgments!......
"Dad, when are you coming back? Just now, a man came to our house, and as soon as he entered, he slapped Mom's butt, making her cry."
Recalling my son's words on the phone, my head spun for a moment. He's only four years old, just starting kindergarten, how could he understand so much?
But I, being an adult, understood. My wife was cheating!
And just on the phone, I faintly heard her intermittent moans.
Thinking about those sounds, fury overwhelmed me!
The thing I had been worrying about eventually happened!
I just didn't expect it to be so blatant, happening right in our home.
If it weren't for my son's call, I would have been kept in the dark!
Why? Why did this happen?
Thinking about it, I trembled all over.
A year ago, I was still a man at the peak, with a bank account holding a whopping twenty million dollars!
But now, I'm destitute, unable to even produce two thousand bucks.
It was during my most glorious time that I met my wife.
We met at a banquet, where she wore an exquisite dress, her face adorned with innocent yet slightly seductive makeup.
The first time I saw her, I fell in love, and from then on, I vigorously pursued her.
I gifted her numerous luxury items, even buying her a Porsche Cayenne when I proposed. Finally, she became my wife.
At the peak of my life, I married her without hesitation, even giving her parents a three-million-dollar dowry.
Back then, three million wasn't much for me, and during holidays, I used to give them tens of thousands in red envelopes.
At that time, her parents treated me like their own son. If there was ever an issue with my wife, they'd speak up for me, often calling to check in.
However, my own father passed away when I was young, and my mother raised me on her own, saving every penny to put me through college.
She barely ate or dressed herself but never hesitated to spend on me.
After graduating, I partnered with friends to start a networking company, primarily doing programming for other companies.
In the first year, we received a million-dollar order, and by the second year, our assets exceeded ten million.
At that time, I was incredibly prosperous, always driven in luxury cars, and people around me respected me greatly.
Family and career were thriving, and others envied me for being young and successful, with a beautiful wife.
I even brought my mother from the countryside to live with us in the city. Although she couldn't adapt and preferred rural life, she was content, chatting with neighbors and occasionally visiting her.
Regrettably, this blissful period didn't last long.
Two years ago, a major negligence occurred at a gathering with my business partners. Due to excessive drinking, confidential client information was leaked.
We were collectively sued, facing over twenty million in compensation.
Afterward, one of my partners went insane, currently residing in a mental hospital.
This sudden turn of events was like a bolt from the blue, leaving me utterly bewildered.
Although I hadn't gone insane like my partner, to repay the debt, I sold the company and the house. All the effort over the years went down the drain.
I reverted to my state right after college, everything reset!
But unlike that time, when I was self-sufficient, now I have a wife and daughter to feed. Unable to do anything else, I bought an electric scooter and started delivering food.
During this period, I tried various ways to raise money.
Due to my damaged reputation among programmers, I couldn't continue working in that field.
I even tried borrowing from my in-laws, but they outright rejected me. Not only that, they kept urging my wife to divorce me.
Look at them, those materialistic in-laws.
Back when I was prosperous, they treated me like their own son. Now that I'm down and out, I'm nothing to them.
Approaching thirty, if not for life's circumstances, who would willingly endure such misery?
Indeed, life at middle age is worse than being a dog!
Good weather or bad, my own parents are still the best.
Unfortunately, my mother's prolonged strenuous work in her youth resulted in multiple health issues. Fearing I couldn't repay my debts, she almost sold our ancestral home.
Since then, my wife's attitude toward me changed. She often yelled at me for no reason, and even our intimate life turned cold.
I have no complaints about this because my failure in business led to a decline in our living standards. She's suffering alongside me, and I feel guilty.
But this is not a reason for her to cheat on me!
Thinking again about what my son told me on the phone, tears welled up in my eyes.
Recalling how good I've been to her from marriage until now, even after going bankrupt, I never let her work a day. I treated her like a princess.
Working tirelessly to earn money, I dreamed that one day, we could rise again.
However, I didn't wait for that day. Instead, I received news of my wife's betrayal.
This news, like thunder on a clear day, shattered my life, making me lose all my fighting spirit.
To know, I worked so hard all this time, only for her.
She was my faith, and I wanted to give her the good days she had before. That's why I struggled so hard.
But now, all that faith has been shattered, leaving me with nothing.
The pain and despair of a wife's betrayal are more intense than when I experienced bankruptcy.
Thinking about what my son said on the phone, I was shaking with anger.
Completely broken, I went to a hardware store and bought a boning knife, hiding it behind me.
I turned off the phone's order-receiving function and rushed home on my electric scooter.
I will slaughter this pair of adulterers on the spot!''
Once, I was a hardworking soul toiling for many years, yet unable to afford a down payment for a house. I lived in a rented room, eating instant noodles, daydreaming of a wealthy life. Now, the tides have turned, and I've been reborn as the sole heir to a gambling tycoon in the city of casinos. The world inside the casino turns out to be more exhilarating and wild than I could have ever imagined...
"Ahh!" She was in a moaning mess. She did not want to feel anything for this man. She hated him. His hands began to move all over her body. She gasped when he pulled down the back chain of her dress. The chain stopped at her lower waist, so when he zipped it off, her upper back and waist were exposed. "D-Don't touch m-ummm!" His fingers rolled around her bare back, and she pressed her head against the pillow. His touches were giving her goosebumps all over her body. With a deep angry voice, he whispered in her ear, "I am going to make you forget his touches, kisses, and everything. Every time you touch another man, you will only think of me." - - - Ava Adler was a nerdy omega. People bullied her because they thought she was ugly and unattractive. But Ava secretly loved the bad boy, Ian Dawson. He was the future Alpha of the Mystic Shadow Pack. However, he doesn't give a damn about rules and laws, as he only likes to play around with girls. Ava was unaware of Ian's arrogance until her fate intertwined with his. He neglected her and hurt her deeply. What would happen when Ava turned out to be a beautiful girl who could win over any boy, and Ian looked back and regretted his decisions? What if she had a secret identity that she had yet to discover? What if the tables turned and Ian begged her not to leave him?
Due to the plight of her family, Phoebe had no choice but to embark on the path of selling herself. In an accident, she had a tangled night with Alexander. Everything began to derail, and even if she fled to the ends of the earth, she would still be found by him and entangled... *** Phoebe screamed in frustration, "What do you want from me?" What was this supposed to be? He raised an eyebrow wickedly. "What do I want? You'll find out soon enough." With that, he hoisted her up and carried her back into the office. The door slammed shut with a kick, and he cleared the desk with a sweep of his arm before laying her down on it, his body pinning hers in place, completely trapping her in his grasp. Every cell in his body was telling him he wanted her. He wanted to claim her again. This time, there would be no escape for her-he wouldn't let her slip away. Never again. If he had suffered for five years, then this woman wouldn't get off easily either!
Elodie took a deep breath and knocked, the sound echoing in the quiet corridor. A moment of silence passed, broken only by the pounding of her heart. Finally, the door snicked open, revealing a surprised Dashiell. 'Can't you see the Do Not Disturb sign? We don't want-' His initial frown quickly morphed into confusion at the sight of his wife. 'What are you doing here?' he demanded. 'Your girlfriend invited me,' Elodie replied, her voice laced with icy calm. She tried to peer past him, but his broad frame blocked the view. A saccharine voice chimed in from within the room. 'Elodie? Oh dear, we didn't mean for you to find out this way. It's just that-' Elodie cut her short. 'Oh please, Selene. Spare me the fake apologies. You wouldn't have sent me all those texts if you didn't want me to know.' Dashiell shifted uncomfortably, his face a mask of annoyance. 'What texts?' Elodie stepped past him, taking in the luxurious suite with a sardonic smile. The king-sized bed, the scattered rose petals, the lingering scent of sex – it all painted a vivid picture of their betrayal. She looked up at Dashiell, her gaze unwavering. 'I want a divorce.' ****** Dashiell lived a life of luxury, surrounded by the best things money could buy. But when a car accident left him vulnerable, he met Elodie, a seemingly ordinary woman who nursed him back to health. Mistaking her for just another employee, Dashiell entered into a loveless marriage with her solely for convenience. However, fate had a different script in store. Elodie, the 'ordinary nurse,' held a secret more precious than any diamond: she was the sole heiress to Northstar, a vast and powerful enterprise. Unaware of her true identity, Dashiell cast her aside when his ex-girlfriend returned, leaving Elodie humiliated. But Elodie was not one to be easily broken. She shed the facade of the meek nurse, reclaiming her rightful inheritance and stepping into the role of Northstar's CEO. Now, the woman Dashiell discarded was the one holding the reins of power. As Elodie thrives in her new role, Dashiell is consumed by regret. He finally sees Elodie for the extraordinary woman she truly is, realising the depth of his mistake. But will his remorse be enough to win back the heart he so carelessly discarded?
Lucia Balstone thought she had chosen the right man to spend the rest of her life with, but he was the one who ended her life. Their ten-year marriage seemed like a joke when her husband stabbed her with a dagger. Fortunately, God is never blind to people's tears. Lucia got a second chance. She was reborn at the age of 22, before all the terrible things had happened. This time, she was determined to avenge herself and let those who hurt her pay! She made an elaborate list of her goals, and the first thing on her list was to marry her ex-husband's enemy, Alonso Callen!
Two years ago, Ricky found himself coerced into marrying Emma to protect the woman he cherished. From Ricky's perspective, Emma was despicable, resorting to underhanded schemes to ensure their marriage. He maintained a distant and cold attitude toward her, reserving his warmth for another. Yet, Emma remained wholeheartedly dedicated to Ricky for more than ten years. As she grew weary and considered relinquishing her efforts, Ricky was seized by a sudden fear. Only when Emma's life teetered on the edge, pregnant with Ricky's child, did he recognize-the love of his life had always been Emma.
"There will be no falling in love, we will only act as a loving couple when we are in public, we will share a room to make it believable, but no intimacy, touching is off-limits. We'll only have sex once a month, and that's solely to produce an heir. You won't interfere in my business, and I won't interfere in yours. You will be my wife in every sense and you will not be involved with any other man," he said, arrogance seeping from every word. I watch his mouth move, I'm not ready to fall in love with any man, especially not one as arrogant and egoistic as him. I can handle acting as a loving couple, and as for intimacy once a month. I can agree to that just to satisfy my sexual cravings with no strings attached. "Where can I sign?" I asked since I had nothing to lose. *** Nadine's wedding dreams turned to nightmares when she caught her sister and fiancé cheating! With a secret recording, she's ready for revenge. But then mysterious billionaire Logan West offers a deal: A Contract Marriage to take down her ex's empire. But what Nadine doesn't know is her life is getting complicated as she takes her chance to get revenge or risks everything for a chance at love?"