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"Anna." Hero held Anna's hand to stop her. "Hero, all our relationships are over, so don't bother me anymore," Anna growled and tried to remove her hand from Hero. Hero was very stubborn and didn't listen to Anna at all, he just tightened his grip even more. "Anna, come back to me. I apologize for what happened five years ago." "Huh, who do you think would want to go back with an asshole like you, Hero." "Ann..." "Mom!" Harry ran over to Anna and hugged her legs tightly. "Anna, who is this child? "My son, of course." "Mom, who is this person?" "He's our son, Anna?" Hero concluded after looking at Harry's face, which was very similar to hers. "NO!" "Are you my father?"
"Hero, what are you going to do?" Anna took two steps back as Hero approached her with an intimidating look.
"Anna, what do you think I want?"
"I don't know." Anna tried to act calm and keep a straight face. She did not want Hero's behavior to affect her in the slightest.
Hero was infuriated by Anna's behavior. His large body restrained Anna, with one hand on Anna's face and the other on her waist. Anna was only as tall as Hero's shoulders, so how could her strength defeat Hero, who was clearly stronger?
"Hero, don't overreact, or you'll regret it."
Hero laughed satirically against Anna's neck, sending shivers down the woman's spine. This was the first time Anna had ever been in such close contact with a man. But as much as Anna tried to keep her calm, she didn't want Hero to influence her.
"What will I regret?"
Hero looked at Anna, who still kept her calm expression, and lifted his handsome face from Anna's neck.
"Anna, listen. I'm not going to regret what I'm about to do."
Hero's hand on Anna's waist rose to touch her stomach and continued upward until it met Anna's two most sensitive parts. His treatment made Anna gasp in shock, her eyes shaking as she stared at Hero in disbelief.
All this time, Anna had been fighting for her love for Hero, but Hero's response had always been cold, even after years of Anna's attempts. The Hero never loved Anna, and Anna knew it.
Anna believed that Hero's actions were not based on feelings. The man didn't have an ounce of affection for her, and Anna knew it. Hero had disappointed Anna so much that it was painful to be treated so poorly by the person Anna loved.
"Hero..." Anna's voice as Hero started to press there.
"How, Anna? If you like it, honestly, I really hate your flat face. This time, I'm going to make you make a lot of expressions, Anna."
Without waiting for Anna to answer, Hero picked up Anna's body and carried her to the bed. There was a sound of rejection from Anna, as if the deaf Hero did not react and continued to do what he wanted without caring what would happen to their relationship.
Anna woke up with heavy eyes and pain all over her body, especially in her core. Tears just came out of her eyelids; the pain in her body reminded Anna of the incident a few hours before.
Hero didn't listen to her at all, even when Anna resisted. But how could Anna resist when Hero was raping her? Anna was just a weak woman; her strength could not be compared to Hero, who was a man.
Despite the pain, Anna forced herself to get up from the bed. The blanket covering her body slid easily down to her waist. Anna could see that her upper body was covered in a blue and red rash; it was all Hero was doing.
Next to her, Hero was fast asleep with his naked body; Hero seemed utterly unperturbed by all the movements Anna was making. Anna didn't have much time to think about her current situation; she just wanted to leave the place as soon as possible.
Retrieving her clothes, whichtered in every corner of the room, Anna gathered them and put them on, then quickly left after ensuring she didn't leave any items or traces behind.
***
Hero struggled on the bed for a while, his hands fumbling at the sides but finding nothing. His eyes opened wide, and he sat up. Hero guessed that Anna had left quietly while he was fast asleep.
One of the habits Hero needed help getting rid of was the difficulty of waking up. She was very insensitive to sounds while asleep, both loud and soft. Anna must have taken advantage of this and left it unnoticed.
Hero ruffled her hair in annoyance and growled Anna's name. "Anna, even after everything I did last night, you just left."
Hero picked up the cell phone and dialed Peter, her assistant. Hero had a bad feeling about Anna. It was almost as if she was walking away from him, and he felt a sense of loss.
"Peter, trace Anna's whereabouts immediately. I need the information right away." Without waiting for Peter to answer, Hero turned off her cell phone.
"I hope you haven't gone, Anna," Hero hoped.
***
Wearing glasses and a black hat, Anna hid her beauty and minimized her presence to avoid attracting the crowd's attention. She carried a large suitcase. Anna wanted to leave the country as soon as possible and go to a place where no one would recognize her.
Anna was curious to know if Hero had awakened from his current sleep, but she was unsure if Hero would realize her departure and come looking for her. After what happened last night, Hero had already made a big wound in Anna's heart; the person who had been meaningful and essential to her had disappointed her.
Half an hour later, her destination plane took off, and away from the country that had left so many memories, Anna returned to her home.
Hero paced back and forth in her office, still maintaining a calm expression, while her heart waited anxiously for news from Peter that never came. Soon, there was a knock at the door.
"Well, where is he now?" Hero asked after seeing the tip of Peter's hair come into view.
Peter bowed slightly to greet the Hero before answering, "He left the country, sir."
"Left the country where?"
"Country M."
"Why did he go there?" Hero confirmed.
"Country M is Miss Anna's home country, sir."
Now that Hero remembered, Anna was not a native of that country. Back then, Hero was uninterested in her and did not remember much about Anna. Although the woman came to see her daily and told her everything, including about herself, Hero never really listened to her and dismissed her as mere wind.
In retrospect, Anna told Hero she was not a native of this land. However, Anna still had the blood of this land from her father, who was an orphan. Both of Anna's parents live in Country M, which means that Anna lives alone in this country.
Hero suddenly regretted why she had never asked about the woman's life or where she lived in country M. But Anna's house in country M, where Anna lived when she was alone in that country, Hero had never visited at all.
"What should I do now? Should I turn the land of M upside down to find you, Anna?" Hero muttered.
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.
"Carroll Brown is dead! But you have to marry him in your sister's name." My mother said to me in a cold tone. My sister was engaged to the hottest billionaire. It should have been a perfect marriage. Unexpectedly, Carroll was dead in an accident. My sister didn't want to become a widow, so she forced me to marry her dead fiance. And I had no right to refuse her. Actually, I was the biological daughter of the Smith family. My sister was an adoptive one. My sister and I had been swapped at the hospital when we were just born. My parents had already had a deep relationship with her. So they chose to sacrifice me. On the wedding day, I was taken to the mourning hall. "Ma'am, please keep Master company and let him feel warm." The housekeeper said with a cold expression. I couldn't help but look up at the portrait above the coffin, and my heart skipped a beat at this glance. The man in the portrait was more handsome than the superstars in Hollywood. Carroll Brown? My dead husband? Wow, he was really handsome! I didn't know how long had passed when my stomach began to rebel. After one glance at the coffin, I swallowed my saliva and then begged with my fingers crossed. "Mr. Carroll, I'm starving! May I eat your pastries? You don't mind, do you?" "I do." "Ah!" Scared, I broke out in a cold sweat. My legs went limp, and I fell to the ground. I shouted, "Ghost!" Carroll curled his lips, leaned over, and touched the black coffin. "Mr. Carroll has risen from the dead. What do you think of this headline tomorrow?"
Eveline married Shane, an obstetrician, at the age of 24. Two years later, when she was five months pregnant, Shane aborted the baby himself and proceeded to divorce her. It was during these dark times that Eveline met Derek. He treated her tenderly and gave her warmth like she had never known before. He also caused her the greatest pain she ever had to endure. Eveline only grew stronger after everything she experienced, but would she be able to bear the truth when it was finally revealed? Who was Derek behind his charismatic facade? And what would Eveline do once she found out the answer?
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.
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.
For three years, Shane and Yvonne were wed, sharing heated nights, while his devotion clung to his ex. Yvonne strove to be a dutiful wife, yet their marriage felt hollow, built on desire rather than real warmth. All changed when she became pregnant, only for Shane to thrust her onto the operating table, warning, “Either you or the baby survives!” Broken by his cruelty, she vanished in grief and later returned, radiantly accomplished, leaving everyone awestruck. Haunted by remorse, Shane begged for another chance, but Yvonne only smiled and replied, “I’m sorry, men no longer interest me.”