On the day of the wedding, Brendan left me and went to find his true love. When I called him, he, who had always been gentle to me, showed impatience for the first time, saying, "It's just a wedding, I'll make it up to you when I get back." Feeling disheartened, I suggested calling off the wedding. Brendan thought I was just being stubborn, and in the face of friends' advice, he said, "It's okay, when she calms down, she will come find me." It wasn't until Edrence, the prince, posted our marriage certificate that Brendan suddenly went crazy and came knocking on my door. When he saw the man who opened the door, he was slightly stunned. And I, standing behind the man, with a blush still on my face, leaned forward and asked, "Nephew, what brings you to see your auntie so late?"
On our wedding day, Brendan abandoned me to find the unforgettable woman in his heart.
When I called him, the man who had always been gentle with me was impatient for the first time. "It's just a wedding. I'll make it up to you when I get back."
Disheartened, I suggested calling off the wedding.
Brendan thought I was just acting out. When his friends tried to persuade him, he said, "It's okay. She'll come back to me once she calms down."
That was until Darren posted our marriage certificate online.
Brendan suddenly went crazy and started banging on my door.
When the door opened, Brendan was slightly taken aback by the man standing there.
Meanwhile, I peeked out from behind the man, my face still flushed, and asked, "Brendan, what brings you to visit me so late?"
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From the start of the wedding, Brendan kept anxiously checking his phone.
I patiently reminded him, "Brendan, the wedding ceremony is about to begin. Whatever it is, deal with it after the wedding."
Brendan put away his phone and gave me an apologetic look. "Baby, something came up. I'll be back in half an hour, I promise."
Before I could stop Brendan, he resolutely walked out.
"Where's Brendan? The officiant is looking for him."
By that point, I couldn't listen to anyone. I kept trying to call Brendan, but at first, he didn't answer, and eventually, he even blocked my number.
A thought suddenly crossed my mind. Brendan wasn't coming back.
Sure enough, half an hour later, there was still no sign of Brendan.
All I received was a text. "Eleanor, Marina tried to kill herself. I can't leave right now. Please wrap up the wedding for me."
I gripped my phone tightly, staring at those ridiculous words on the screen.
Marina was the woman Brendan couldn't get out of his mind.
The night before our wedding, Marina had come to my house, dressed in the same wedding dress as mine, causing a scene.
What did Brendan say back then?
He said, "Eleanor, you're the wife I've chosen for this life. I won't marry anyone else but you."
In the end, because of Brendan's firmness, Marina had no choice but to leave in disgrace.
At that time, I was so happy, thinking I had found a good husband.
But now, I realize what a complete fool I was.
"Eleanor, where is Brendan? Why can't I reach him on the phone?"
Facing the questions from friends and family, I put away my phone and calmly walked to the altar.
Under the curious gazes of the crowd, I took a deep breath, trying to steady my emotions.
It took me a while to find my voice. "I'm sorry, everyone, but the wedding is canceled. Brendan and I have broken up."
Marriage was a bed of thorns for Stella. She lived like an overworked and unhappy slave for six years in her matrimonial home. One day, her uncaring husband, Waylon said to her, "Ayla will be back soon. You have to move out tomorrow." "I want a divorce," responded Stella. She left without shedding a tear or trying to change Waylon's stone-cold heart. Days after their divorce, they met again. Stella was in the arms of another man. Waylon's blood boiled at the sight of her looking so happy. "So, you couldn't even wait a while before jumping into another man's arms?" he queried distastefully. "And who are you to question my decision? It's my life, so I call the shots. Stay out of my business!" Stella fired at him before turning to look at her new man with shiny eyes. Waylon immediately lost it.
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.
Amy didn't expect that her husband whom she had loved and trusted earnestly for many years would be cheating on her by having sex with his secretary. When she confronted him, he and his secretary mocked and ridiculed her, they called her barren to her face, afterall, she had not conceived for the past three years that she had been married to her husband, Callan. Terribly Heartbroken, she filed for divorce and left to the club, she picked a random gigolo, had a hot one night stand with him, paid him and dissapeared to a small city. She came back to the country six years later with three identical cute boys and three identical cute girls of the same age. She settled and got a job but soon find out that her CEO was the gigolo she had sex with six years back at the club. Will she be able to hide her six little cuties from her CEO, who happens to be the most powerful man in NorthHill and beleived to be infertile? Can Amy and the most powerful man in NorthHill get along considering the social gap between them.
For as long as Emily can remember, she has wanted to overcome her shyness and explore her sexuality. Still, everything changes when she receives an invitation to visit one of the town's most prestigious BDSM clubs, DESIRE'S DEN. On the day she chose to peruse the club, she noticed three men, all dressed in suits, standing on the upper level, near the railing. Despite her limited vision, she persisted in fixating on them. Their towering statues belied the toned bodies concealed by their sharply tailored suits-or so she could tell. The hair of two of them was short and dark, and the third had light brown-possibly blond-hair that reached the shoulders. The dark, crimson background incised their figures, exuding an air of mystery and strength. They stood in stark contrast to the unfiltered, primal energy that pulsed through the club. Shocked by the desires these men aroused in her, she was disappointed to learn that they were masters seeking a slave to divide and conquer. She couldn't afford the fee, and she also realized that they were outside her league. Emily hurriedly left the club, feeling disappointed and depressed, unaware that she had also caught the group's attention. A world of wicked pleasure, three handsome men. Over the years, they have lived a life of decadence, their lavish lair serving as a stage for their most sinister desires. But despite the unending parade of willing subjects, one woman sticks out. A mysterious stranger with white porcelain skin and a killer body, a slave, a name with no address, the first lady to attract their eye and they will go to any length to obtain her no matter the consequences.
Belinda thought after divorce, they would part ways for good - he could live his life on his own terms, while she could indulge in the rest of hers. However, fate had other plans in store. "My darling, I was wrong. Would you please come back to me?" The man, whom she once loved deeply, lowered his once proud head humbly. "I beg you to return to me." Belinda coldly pushed away the bouquet of flowers he had offered her and coolly replied, "It's too late. The bridge has been burned, and the ashes have long since scattered to the wind!"
Katie was forced to marry Dillan, a notorious ruffian. Her younger sister mocked her, "You're just an adopted daughter. Count your blessings for marrying him!" The world anticipated Katie's tribulations, but her married life unfurled with unexpected serenity. She even snagged a lavish mansion in a raffle! Katie jumped into Dillan's arms, credited him as her lucky charm. "No, Katie, it's you who brings me all this luck," Dillan replied. Then, one fateful day, Dillan's childhood friend came to her. "You're not worthy of him. Take this 50 million and leave him!" Katie finally grasped Dillan's true stature—the wealthiest man on the planet. That night, trembling with trepidation, she broached the subject of divorce with Dillan. However, with a domineering embrace, he told her, "I'd give you everything I have. Divorce is off the table!"