男朋友是京圈大少爷. 恋爱七年,他对我冷淡,人前人后,没人知道他女朋友的存在. 明知道我心心念念结婚,他却公然送了白月光一枚定制款的戒指. 两人热吻视频曝光,我才知道他爱一个人的时候也是那样难舍难分,热烈赤诚. 后来,他堵住了我,声音颤抖:"能不能不分手?孩子需要一个父亲,我们结婚吧." 我冷静地推开他. "晚了,你和孩子我都不要了."
男朋友是京圈大少爷. 恋爱七年,他对我冷淡,人前人后,没人知道他女朋友的存在. 明知道我心心念念结婚,他却公然送了白月光一枚定制款的戒指. 两人热吻视频曝光,我才知道他爱一个人的时候也是那样难舍难分,热烈赤诚. 后来,他堵住了我,声音颤抖:"能不能不分手?孩子需要一个父亲,我们结婚吧." 我冷静地推开他. "晚了,你和孩子我都不要了."
My boyfriend is a prominent figure in Beijing's elite circles.
We've been in a relationship for seven years, yet he remains distant. In public and private, no one knows I exist as his girlfriend.
Despite knowing how much I yearn deeply for marriage, he openly gave a custom-made ring to his idealized first love.
When a video of them passionately kissing surfaced, I realized he could be so deeply and fervently in love with someone else.
Later, he cornered me, his voice trembling, "Can we not break up?
The child needs a father. Let's get married."
I calmly pushed him away.
"It's too late. I don't want either you or the child."
Just ten minutes before the video of Julian and Emilee's kiss went viral, I had requested a leave of absence.
The director looked at me helplessly, "Your career is on the rise, and the hospital intends to promote you to chief physician. Taking leave now..."
"If you insist on this, I'm afraid the opportunity will have to go to someone else."
I touched my abdomen and smiled, "Director, I'm pregnant."
After seven years with Julian, no one anticipated this child more than I did.
I once overheard him talking to a friend.
His voice had never been so gentle, "A child?
They're quite adorable. Having one wouldn't be bad."
For years, Julian was known for his impeccable reputation and moral integrity.
I sweetly thought it was time to marry and have children.
That night, I cautiously hugged his waist and softly asked, "We've been together for seven years. Can we start planning our wedding?"
He was silent for a long time, his eyes deep enough to hold the moonlight, before he lowered his head to silence my incessant chatter with a kiss.
That night, he was unusually persistent, not letting me go until dawn.
The next morning, he left for a business trip abroad.
This child was a gift from that night.
As I left the director's office with a smile, my phone buzzed with a message from my mom.
A short video clip.
In an underground parking lot, the headlights of a Maybach-a symbol of luxury-were on full blast.
Two entwined figures were elongated by the lights, tangled in an intimate embrace.
The woman wore a form-fitting black mermaid gown, a white mink coat precariously hanging from her elbow, her slender waist encircled by the man's arm clad in a deep blue suit.
Their lips met in a passionate kiss.
Julian's job often required him to travel, and that deep blue suit was one I had personally ironed to perfection.
My mom's messages kept popping up: "Isn't that Julian? How can you not keep your man in check?"
"Your brother is about to get married and buy a house. Don't mess things up right before the finish line!"
I didn't reply, just shakily opened the video again.
The woman's face appeared clearly on the screen.
That exquisite, beautiful face clung to Julian, bearing a seven-part resemblance to mine, yet far more captivating and intense.
I stared for a long time until the phone screen went dark, reflecting a pale, bloodless face.
Suddenly, I realized-I was probably just a stand-in.
My relationship with Julian was an accident.
Seven years ago, I was just a fresh graduate, a novice.
On my way to an internship, I accidentally saved Zoie, Julian's mother.
She was profusely grateful, but when she saw my face, she paused, then cryptically mentioned that I had a connection with her son.
To thank me for saving her, she invited me to dinner.
That evening, Julian arrived late.
Upon meeting me, he hugged my waist with reddened eyes, his hot palm gripping my wrist, his voice trembling, "I really like you. Please don't leave. Stay with me."
I hastily pulled away, looking at Zoie in surprise, only to see her smiling with pursed lips.
"Yvonne, Julian has a good impression of you."
The next morning, Julian stood outside my apartment with a bouquet of lilies.
I remember clearly, he wore a dark brown coat and gold-rimmed glasses, his eyes sharp and deep beneath the lenses.
But when he saw me, they softened, and he smiled.
"Yvonne, I really like you. Will you be my girlfriend?"
I was tempted.
In front of me was a perfect opportunity to escape my original family, one that was hard to refuse.
I was born into a family that traditionally favors boys over girls, with a younger brother who was a constant drain.
My mom threatened to kick me out if I didn't hand over my salary for her to manage.
I had no better option.
So, even though his affection came so abruptly, I agreed.
We lived like polite strangers for half a year. He was a gentleman, never overstepping boundaries.
Until that day, I softened and went home for my mom's birthday. After a drink, I felt dizzy and feverish.
My mom cheerfully brought an older man to my room.
"This is my daughter, Yvonne, an honors graduate from a prestigious university, working as a doctor in a prestigious tertiary hospital in the city."
"Having a smart son in the future is worth the twenty thousand."
It was Julian who appeared out of nowhere, wrapping me in his suit jacket with concern, resolving everything for me.
How could I not fall for him?
Unfortunately, it wasn't until this moment that I understood.
The so-called supposed love at first sight was a lie.
Saving me from danger was merely because he couldn't bear to see someone with the face of his beloved being bullied.
That was all.
Elisa watched as the most important people in her life showered the evil imposter-The fake heiress, with love. Elisa, the lost daughter of one of the most wealthiest family was found 18 years later and was brought back to her rightful home. However, someone had already taken her place. A fake heiress, the pampered little princess. Her coy acting and innocent façade made Elisa's real mother love her more than Elisa, her real daughter. That made Elisa, though, the true daughter end up as an adopted child. "Elisa, could you try not to appear in front of her too much as it could trigger her insecurities." Her parents had told her because of the fake heiress. "Elisa, You've taken everything away from her. Why can't you give her a little more?" Her fiancé had ordered her. Because of an unfortunate accident plotted by Isabelle-The fake heiress, Elisa was sent to prison and her family cut ties with her without a second thought. Four years, after much torture which led to her being crippled and blind on one eye, she was released, but got hit by a truck. While laying on the pool of her blood, she wanted to question, Why? Why had they all treated her so cruelly, while they love Isabelle unconditionally? She badly wanted to rip off Isabelle's mask of innocence, to reveal the fake, manipulative woman beneath. She was full of hatred. But after her death, she woke up back to when she was 18 years like all that happened were all nightmare. She was elated. She was reborn to re-live all that had happened in her last life, but now, her mission was to reveal mask beneath that woman and make everyone that made her suffer in her past life pay. It was her time for revenge! And definitely, she won't mess this up!
To most, Verena passed for a small-town clinic doctor; in truth, she worked quiet miracles. Three years after Isaac fell hopelessly for her and kept vigil through lonely nights, a crash left him in a wheelchair and stripped his memory. To keep him alive, Verena married him, only to hear, "I will never love you." She just smiled. "That works out-I'm not in love with you, either." Entangled in doubt, he recoiled from hope, yet her patience held him fast-kneeling to meet his eyes, palm warm on his hair, steadying him-until her glowing smile rekindled feelings he believed gone forever.
Everyone in town knew Amelia had chased Jaxton for years, even etching his initials on her skin. When malicious rumors swarmed, he merely straightened his cuff links and ordered her to kneel before the woman he truly loved. Seething with realization, she slammed her engagement ring down on his desk and walked away. Not long after, she whispered "I do" to a billionaire, their wedding post crashing every feed. Panic cracked Jaxton. "She's using you to spite me," he spat. The billionaire just smiled. "Being her sword is my honor."
"You never wanted me," Eva's voice trembled, but her gaze was steady as she glared at Maxmillan. "You were too blinded by your love for Sara to see the truth." Maximilian clenched his fists, his jaw tight. "You think I don't regret it? Every moment, Eva. Every moment I spent hurting you.." "Hurting me?" she cut him off, her eyes filled with anger. "You ruined me, Max. You let my sister and step mother destroy me, and when I needed you most, you turned your back on me, you made me go through hell." His chest tightened. "I was wrong. I know that now, but..." "But it's too late," she snapped. "I'm not the helpless girl you left behind. I've come back for what's mine." Max's voice softened, almost pleading. "And what if I'm part of what's yours?" Eva's lips curled into a bitter smile. "Maybe. Or maybe I'll destroy you the way you destroyed me." ******* Forced into a loveless marriage to save her family's business, Eva endures cruelty from her husband, Maximilian, who believes she manipulated his grandfather into choosing her as his bride. Blinded by his love for her sister, Sara, Maximilian made Eva go through hell. Eva endures not only Maximilian's abuse but also the hurt and betrayal from her own family. Eva is framed for a tragedy and sent to prison, she's rescued by a powerful and influencial figure who she never knew existed. Six years later, Eva returns. No longer the broken and helpless woman she once was, She is now a force to be reckoned with. She is back to seek revenge on all those who had made her life hell. Now, Maximilian regrets his mistakes and isn't ready to let her go. Eva hold a secret that will shatter Maxmillan's world. What is that secret? Will Eva choose love and forgiveness, or will revenge be the only thing that can heal her broken heart?
They don't know I'm a girl. They all look at me and see a boy. A prince. Their kind purchase humans like me for their lustful desires. And, when they stormed into our kingdom to buy my sister, I intervened to protect her. I made them take me too. The plan was to escape with my sister whenever we found a chance. How was I to know our prison would be the most fortified place in their kingdom? I was supposed to be on the sidelines. The one they had no real use for. The one they never meant to buy. But then, the most important person in their savage land-their ruthless beast king-took an interest in the "pretty little prince." How do we survive in this brutal kingdom, where everyone hates our kind and shows us no mercy? And how does someone, with a secret like mine, become a lust slave? . AUTHOR'S NOTE. This is a dark romance-dark, mature content. Highly rated 18+ Expect triggers, expect hardcore. If you're a seasoned reader of this genre, looking for something different, prepared to go in blindly not knowing what to expect at every turn, but eager to know more anyway, then dive in! . From the author of the international bestselling book: "The Alpha King's Hated Slave."
Rumors said that Lucas married an unattractive woman with no background. In the three years they were together, he remained cold and distant to Belinda, who endured in silence. Her love for him forced her to sacrifice her self-worth and her dreams. When Lucas' true love reappeared, Belinda realized that their marriage was a sham from the start, a ploy to save another woman's life. She signed the divorce papers and left. Three years later, Belinda returned as a surgical prodigy and a maestro of the piano. Lost in regret, Lucas chased her in the rain and held her tightly. "You are mine, Belinda."
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