Shu Ya had never doubted Zhuo Hao's love to her until she found a hickey on his shirt.
Recently, Shu Ya felt a little strange about Zhuo Hao.
She can't say what's strange, that is, she feels much busier than before, working overtime is a common occurrence, her dark circles are very heavy, and she always looks tired, so she doesn't say anything to him.
Shu Ya felt distressed, distressed, and uneasy at the same time because Zhuo Hao never kept secrets from her about her previous work.
Zhuo Hao is a well-known model husband in their circle. They are at the same level. When he chased Shu Ya, it was called a warm one, and all the girls in the school were envious.
Even though they have been married for nine years now and their daughters are both 5 years old, Zhuo Hao still has no shelf for school grass. He not only keeps the company in good order, but also does almost all the housework, turning Shu Ya into a princess.
But today...
"Hello, the phone you dialed can't be connected for the time being..."
Shu Ya hung up the phone. It was already eleven o'clock. The food on the table was cold. Zhuo Hao's phone still couldn't get through.
In previous festivals, Zhuo Hao would prepare gifts early, but today is their wedding anniversary, and he didn't come back early.
Shu Ya opened WeChat and turned over his circle of friends, and found that he sent new news in the afternoon.
"Wife, I love you! You are very beautiful in the red skirt I gave you!"
It turned out to be a confession to her.
Shu Ya smiled sweetly. After laughing, his heart thumped.
When did he give her a red dress?
In the beginning, she wanted to buy one, but he rejected it, saying that red was not suitable for her. Now he sends such a circle of friends. Is it other women who express his feelings?
Shu Ya's heart suddenly lifted up, ready to call again, just then, the door opened.
Zhuo Hao's tall and straight figure appeared at the door, wearing formal leather shoes, his face was also very handsome, and he looked particularly pleasing to the eye.
He held a bunch of flowers in his hand and handed them to her affectionately.
"Wife, happy anniversary. You have worked hard over the years. I picked it up in the rose garden on the outskirts of the city and gave it to you."
Shu Ya saw that his shoes and trousers were stained with dirt. It turned out that he didn't come home so late to give her a surprise, and he immediately felt guilty for his previous doubts.
"Thank you, husband, wash your hands and eat-shh, keep your voice down, Kinsley is already asleep."
Shu Ya took the rose and planned to find a vase to insert it. When he opened the package, he paused.
This bunch of roses is beautifully packaged, with lace stacked one on top of another, and four bows tied in the place where you hold it. This packing method is clearly unique to the flower shop downstairs.
A closer look shows that the petals on the outer layer are also a little withered. Obviously, they were not just picked, but bought, as Zhuo Hao said.
Zhuo Hao is lying!
Shu Ya's heart is half cold. If he didn't go to pick flowers, where did he go?
With doubt, she turned back to the living room and helped Zhuo Hao take off his coat.
"Husband, have you been very busy recently?"
Hearing her ask, Zhuo Hao hesitated and looked a little unnatural. "Not bad."
"Is it really okay?" Shu Ya pretended to casually ask, "When you send friends, how can you say I have a red skirt?"
"How can you see that circle of friends?!"
Zhuo Hao's voice suddenly increased, and then he found himself rude and made a haha. "Didn't I want to surprise you? I was going to buy you a red skirt."
Shu Ya stared into his eyes, wondering if he should believe him.
He doesn't like to tell surprises in advance. If he really wants to give her a gift, he usually doesn't send friends first.
Shu Ya told himself not to be suspicious. After all, Zhuo Hao has been very kind to her for so many years.
She forced a smile. "That's a deal. You'll give me a red skirt."
Zhuo Hao seemed relieved and hugged her and kissed her. "If my wife wants it, don't say one, I'll buy you one hundred."
Shu Ya smelled chewing gum in his mouth and untied his tie without much thought.
The next second, Shu Ya froze and stared straight at Zhuo Hao's neckline in wait for a while.
On the snow-white neckline, there is a bright lipstick mark!
When Cassandra's mother is diagnosed of a brain injury with no relative to turn to and no help forthcoming, Cassandra is forced to do the unthinkable which gets her tangled in a web of three men. And the result? Unwanted pregnancy. Amsey has never had a fatherly love and on finding Cassandra stranded and alone, he takes her in, offering to be the father of her child. But things aren't always as they seem as betrayal sets in, secrets get revealed, mysteries; unravelled, or if you'd like, puzzles; solved. Who will the father of the child be? The hypocritical Reverend, The deceitful John or the grumpy Employer? Oh! And not to forget; the foster father who is back after his betrayal? "The Child's Father" is a beautiful Nigerian tale which will keep you at the edge of your seats.
The ancients said: Happiness can't be bought with money! But ancient things aside, by the 23rd century, everything in the world has become private property, and people without money can't even breathe. This is an era when even oxygen has to be sold in supermarkets! "That's right, that is to say-money is omnipotent! Although money may not buy happiness, it can buy magic! As long as you use the latest mobile phone developed by our Miracle Group, it will..." Walking in the spacious street, Su Yue glanced at the advertisement played on the huge display screen of the skyscraper. She didn't know how many times she had listened to this line these days, and her ears were going to cocoon. "Really, Xiaoyueyue, wait for me." Behind the sound almost to let her get goose bumps of affectionate cry, Su Yue helplessly back, see is a drag two huge suitcase difficult in the crowd through the woman. "Qin Hailan, I repeat, don't call me with that strange scale." Very not easy to drag two huge suitcases to the front of Su Yue, then the woman was able to catch her breath, but I don't know why Su Yue always feel she is installed. "Who told Xiaoyueyue that you are so cruel to let people take two suitcases? This is very heavy..."
Prequel Because of a woman, the magic wolf clan suffered the disaster of genocide, and finally there were only three people left: the king, the heaven sacrifice, and the ghost pity-inscription Eight dwarf long-haired white horses, carrying a flaming soft sedan chair, marched at a very slow speed on the white Yuan Ye under the escort of thousands of white knights. The sedan chair is covered with furry snow mink, and there are several soft couches. There are ink, paper and inkstones and various books on the cases, which are like a study. The four corners of the soft sedan chair are equipped with heaters, which are as warm as spring, and seem to be in another world on the cold snow field. Xiao Bingjun knelt on the soft pear mat and was painting at his desk. The bright red skirt is scattered around the body, and the long black hair is draped on it, which makes her as delicate and charming as the hibiscus blossoms in bud. Compared with her twin sister, she always seems to be happy when she turns sixteen. Even if she knew that she was going to marry a man who didn't even know his appearance and temperament, she didn't think it was a serious matter. Since she married the king of Moram two years ago, she woke up lonely every night. But love son said not to let others know that she will wake up at night, she had to go to love son's pear garden every time, and love son's favorite pear tree chat. "Young master, who are you drawing?" Qingyin, one of the little maids kneeling beside her, asked curiously. The other three ladies-in-waiting gathered together, saw the completed portrait of the teenager, and chirped about it. "Silver hair." "Where in the world can there be such a beautiful person?" "It seems... where have you heard of such a person... hey, even your eyes are silver?" The teenager in the picture is wearing an elegant white robe, with long silver hair that grows to the waist hanging on his back. His handsome face is not like a mortal with a gentle smile, which makes the looking figure warm by the warm spring day. Xiao Bingjun bent his eyebrow eye, and two beautiful smiling vortices appeared on his lips. "I don't know, it's a dream person." Since falling into a lethargy at the age of eight, she has often seen things she had never seen before. Beautiful prairie, endless sea and forest, prosperous city than ice city, and people of all colors... When she was ten years old, she saw him, and from then on, "she" always followed him, so long as she looked at him, she would feel extremely happy. She did not know what was wrong with her, but she knew very well that everything she had seen in her dream was true, and so was the young man. After her son left, she even often went to visit her in Moran. It's just that love is always unhappy, which makes her unable to be happy. Now she finally wants to live the same life as Lian Er, and finally wants to know why Lian Er is unhappy. The maid almost lost her manners and opened her mouth. Fortunately, she was well trained on weekdays and controlled it in time, but no one questioned the silver-haired boy again. Ever since young master awoke suddenly in the spring when the pears blossomed, her strange lethargy for nearly eight years has become a taboo topic in the palace and the whole ice city, and no one dares to express any opinion on this issue at this time. Xiao Bingjun didn't feel anything about the sudden silence of the maids. He looked at the teenager in the painting gently and murmured, "I really hope I can really meet him..." I'm just afraid I won't have a chance in the future. Since she awoke, she could no longer go wherever she wanted, and could only stay in the palace every day, let alone look at him or his son again. I heard that the rules of Heiyu Temple are strict. Maybe I can only live there all my life, and I can't go anywhere. Thinking of Heiyu Temple, she can't help but think of the Lord of Heiyu Temple, whom she is about to entrust for life. I don't know what kind of person he will be. When she was in the palace, she overheard the old ladies-in-waiting talking, as if to say that he was very old and had heard of him when they were young. So how big is it? Will it be a white-haired grandfather? But it's amazing. It can make Heiyu Hall stand tall at the border between the Central Plains and the desert without being influenced by various forces. Any race and country should be afraid of him. There is nothing wrong with marrying such a person. Why should Mammy sigh and the attendants look at her with pity? Xiao Bing Jun puzzled and tilted his head, still laughing innocently. The teenager in the portrait in front of her seems to be responding to her thoughts, and her smile looks more dazzling than the sun. The maids looked at the girl's innocent expression, and they couldn't help sighing quietly in their hearts. Clearly, it is exactly the same face. Why is young master, the ice king, not as intelligent and governor as young master without love? It is really worrying. Go back?
It had been heard that Gu Qingrong, a handsome short track speed skater in University A, was a cold man of bad temper. It turned out that he was witnessed helping a cute girl to carry belongings on the day of freshman registration. People laughed and asked him to introduce that cute girl. He said in an aloof tone, "Zeng Ranran, my girlfriend." Born a family full of doctors, Zeng Ranran accidentally knew the secret of Gu Qingrong, a prince of University A. So she wanted to help him achieve his dream to be a member of the national team and take part in the Olympic Winter Games. One day, he stood in front of her, face aloof and voice hoarse, "Zeng Ranran, I don't want my secret revealed again. So there is a solution to it now.""What?""How about being my girlfriend?"
"Sir, I am sorry to say, I have not the slightest of affection towards you , BTW, the dinner is on me, and never see you again." I am proud with myself for the perfect ending dialogue for the annoying appointment , turn around and dart towards the entrance, when the weird man suddenly grabs my arm ferociously and throw me into his arm, ..... "Ouch", I close my eyes tightly and await the unwilling embrace of the man with a painful look. "Miss, are you alright."A masculine magnetic voice penetrates into my ear. Instead of falling the man's arm, I unexpectedly drop into the bosom of a strikingly dignified guy,whose face is planted with a dimple grin. My body is releasing the bonding hormone that creates the physical addiction I have to this man.
An anthology series of gay stories. Some funny, sad, explicit, and out right dirty. Each chapter tittle is the name of the story's protagonist. The stories are mostly in a high school setting, showing the fun and challenges of being gay.
Isabella's world crumbled when her marriage to Liam took a heartbreaking turn during their second anniversary. She was further hurt when she discovered that he was having an affair with his ex-lover. Soon, she discovered she was pregnant and decided to pack up and leave for another state. Five years later, as a single mother of twins, the past resurfaced when Liam unexpectedly reappeared. Would Isabella be drawn into a whirlwind of emotions as she confronts the man who shattered her heart or would she be hellbent on her revenge of making him pay dearly for his crimes?
Life was perfect until she met her boyfriend's big brother. There was a forbidden law in the Night Shade Pack that if the head Alpha rejected his mate, he would be stripped of his position. Sophia's life would get connected with the law. She was an Omega who was dating the head Alpha's younger brother. Bryan Morrison, the head Alpha, was not only a cold-blooded man but also a charming business tycoon. His name was enough to cause other packs to tremble. He was known as a ruthless man. What if, by some twist of destiny, Sophia's path were to intertwine with his?
For two years, Ashton had poured his heart into his marriage, yet Emalee's heart remained cold. Despite his dedication, Emalee presented him with divorce papers. She bluntly stated she could not remain married to a man whose net worth was less than a million dollars. Ashton signed the papers, closing one chapter of his life and stepping into a new beginning. Then, Ashton revealed his secret identities: a music mogul, a medical expert, and a martial arts master—each persona impressive enough to stun the world. As Ashton’s true capabilities came to light, Emalee was overwhelmed with deep regret.
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."
When they were kids, Derek saved Norah's life. Years later, after Derek ended up in a vegetative state from a car crash, Norah married him without a second thought and even used her medical knowledge to heal him. For two years, Norah was devoted, seeking his affection and looking to settle her life-saving debt. But when Derek's first love returned, Norah, faced with divorce, didn't hesitate to sign. Despite being labeled as forsaken, few knew of her true talents. She was a race car driver, a famed designer, a genius hacker, and a renowned doctor. Regretting his decision, Derek begged for her forgiveness. Just then, a charming CEO intervened, embracing Norah and declaring, "Back off! She's my wife!" Taken aback, Norah blurted out, "What did you say?"
Betrayed by her mate and sister on the eve of her wedding, Makenna was handed to the ruthless Lycan Princes as a lover, her indifferent father ignoring her plight. Determined to escape and seek revenge, she captured the interest of the three Lycan princes, who desired her exclusively amid many admirers. This complicated her plans, trapping her and making her a rival to the future Lycan queen. Entwined in jealousy and vindictiveness, could Makenna achieve her vengeance in the intricate dance with the three princes?