At twenty-nine, in my mom's eyes, I'm basically approaching menopause, so she's urging me to find a boyfriend.
At twenty-nine, in my mom's eyes, I'm basically approaching menopause, so she's urging me to find a boyfriend.
My name was Eva Quinn. At twenty-nine, my mom thought it was late for me to still be single and kept urging me to find a match. Working as a teacher, I mostly dealt with students and their parents. Occasionally, I met someone decent-looking, but they were either underage or already a dad. Dating a minor was illegal, and dating a dad felt wrong, so here I was, single at twenty-nine.
A friend recommended a popular dating app, claiming a 90% success rate. I downloaded it with expectation, only to find that 90% of it was scams.
Just as I was about to delete it in disappointment, a guy with a Pikachu avatar added me. After a brief chat, I learned his details.
Wesley Gibson, twenty years old, a minor internet celebrity. He looked decent in photos, the type like Timothée Chalamet. I asked what made him interested in me. "Because I don't want to work hard, and a queen with great wealth is quite appealing," he replied.
His earnest talk about being a gigolo was surprisingly charming.
After five years in education system, I could afford to keep a "boy toy" like him, and I was quite satisfied with his looks.
I told him, "If you want me to look after you, I need to make sure you are good as the photo. As long as you fit my standard, money's not a problem."
After we agreed, I booked a suite at a five-star hotel for the evening. When I arrived, he had already showered and was sitting on the bed like a bashful newlywed.
I must admit, his barely concealed chest and abs made my appetite soar, and the urge to take a bite arose.
His hair was still wet from the shower, droplets trickling down his shoulders, chest, and further down. My eyes followed the trail to where the towel covered.
When he saw me, he smiled with dimples, looking utterly adorable.
"Why don't you shower first?" he suggested.
When I came out wrapped in a towel, his ears turned red inch by inch.
"Don't be shy, little cupcake. From now on, you'll be my doll. Remember, I am and will be your queen forever."
That night, he cried half the night, and I was exhausted too.
I wanted to be gentle, but when I turned to see him sleeping so cutely, I thought, "The quality sure is something else when you've paid for it."
To reward him, the next day I went to a luxury department store and bought him a bunch of gifts. I waited downstairs at his office to surprise him after work, only to see him with a girl with straight black hair and bangs. It seemed like there was something going on, so I leaned against my car to watch the drama unfold.
"Wesley, I really like you. Tell me what you want, I'll see what I can do," the girl pleaded.
"Sorry, Marissa, I really don't feel anything for you. Do you even know what love is? There's no relationship of romance between us," he replied.
"How can you say that? I like you, and whether you like me or not is just a matter of time. There will absolutely be love between us," she insisted.
Wesley rolled his eyes at her persistence. When she ran over to hug him, crying her heart out, he awkwardly turned her head away.
Our eyes met, and he looked at me like he'd found a lifeline. He pushed the girl away and ran towards me, jumping into the car and breathlessly saying, "Your grace, drive!"
With a press of the gas pedal, my McLaren sped off, leaving the girl's figure fading in the rearview mirror. I teased, "Seems like you've broken a few hearts. Last night you were pretending shy like a virgin."
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."
Elena, once a pampered heiress, suddenly lost everything when the real daughter framed her, her fiancé ridiculed her, and her adoptive parents threw her out. They all wanted to see her fall. But Elena unveiled her true identity: the heiress of a massive fortune, famed hacker, top jewelry designer, secret author, and gifted doctor. Horrified by her glorious comeback, her adoptive parents demanded half her newfound wealth. Elena exposed their cruelty and refused. Her ex pleaded for a second chance, but she scoffed, “Do you think you deserve it?” Then a powerful magnate gently proposed, “Marry me?”
"I heard you're going to marry Marcelo. Is this perhaps your revenge against me? It's very laughable, Renee. That man can barely function." Her foster family, her cheating ex, everyone thought Renee was going to live in pure hell after getting married to a disabled and cruel man. She didn't know if anything good would ever come out of it after all, she had always thought it would be hard for anyone to love her but this cruel man with dark secrets is never going to grant her a divorce because she makes him forget how to breathe.
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."
Rachel used to think that her devotion would win Brian over one day, but she was proven wrong when his true love returned. Rachel had endured it all-from standing alone at the altar to dragging herself to the hospital for an emergency treatment. Everyone thought she was crazy to give up so much of herself for someone who didn't return her feelings. But when Brian received news of Rachel's terminal illness and realized she didn't have long to live, he completely broke down. "I forbid you to die!" Rachel just smiled. She no longer needed him. "I will finally be free."
Blinded in a crash, Cary was rejected by every socialite—except Evelina, who married him without hesitation. Three years later, he regained his sight and ended their marriage. "We’ve already lost so many years. I won’t let her waste another one on me." Evelina signed the divorce papers without a word. Everyone mocked her fall—until they discovered that the miracle doctor, jewelry mogul, stock genius, top hacker, and the President's true daughter… were all her. When Cary came crawling back, a ruthless tycoon had him kicked out. "She's my wife now. Get lost."
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