In the middle of the night, he sent me a message: "What else are you being picky about? How old are you now? In two more years, you'll only be able to find divorced men with kids..."
In the middle of the night, he sent me a message: "What else are you being picky about? How old are you now? In two more years, you'll only be able to find divorced men with kids..."
My name was Linda, and I had just graduated from school when I joined a decent company.
I expected to have a rough start at work, but instead, I was immediately surrounded by colleagues eager to introduce me a boyfriends.
They enthusiastically asked if I had a boyfriend, and upon hearing my negative response, my WhatsApp was flooded with over a dozen male contacts.
I shook my head, feeling like I had stumbled into a Dating agency instead of a workplace.
The colleague next to me said, "You have great qualities and you're beautiful with fair skin. Your family background is good, and you're a master's graduate from a top university. So naturally, everyone wants to become relatives with you."
I nodded, somewhat confused.
Looking at the variety of men in my WhatsApp, I closed my phone.
I knew I should focus on my career.
I always believed that when the time was right, love would come naturally.
However, a week later at lunch, while eating with colleagues in the cafeteria, the finance manager, Eva Anderson, sat next to me.
She cheerfully showed me her phone, "Linda, I have a nice young man from my family. How about you two meet up?"
Seeing Eva enthusiasm, I couldn't refuse.
After lunch, I couldn't help but vent to my colleague next to me.
She smiled lightly, "Eva means well. Why not give it a try?"
I thought about it and realized she had a point. If I met someone suitable, I would have to thank her for the introduction.
That afternoon, I received a friend request from the guy she mentioned.
I hesitated for two seconds before accepting.
Little did I know, adding him on WhatsApp would leave such a bad and lasting impression on me about blind dates.
After connecting, he quickly greeted me: "Hello, I'm Josh James."
Out of courtesy, I replied, "Hello, I'm Linda Howard."
After work, we chatted for a bit, and he invited me to dinner the next evening.
I found Josh to be quite nice, with a humorous and engaging conversation style, and he seemed like a decent guy.
Eva mentioned he was a graduate from a prestigious university, working in a government office, with an above-average appearance and height of 1.8 meters.
His family background was modest, with parents who were farmers.
But my parents always told me that choosing a partner wasn't just about conditions. As long as the person was good and responsible, it was enough.
So, I took this date seriously.
Moreover, he thoughtfully picked an upscale restaurant for our dinner, which was near my company.
I felt he valued this meeting and respected me.
So, even before meeting, I had a good impression of him.
But when we met that evening, it wasn't what I expected.
As soon as we met, he couldn't stop boasting about himself, how well he did in school, how smoothly he got into his job, and how impressive he was. He didn't miss a chance to belittle women, specifically me.
He enthusiastically said, "What's the use of you women having such high education? In the end, your parents still want you to find a man with a good job to marry and live a stable life. I'm the only one in my class who got into this government office."
I was left speechless in dismay by his unwarranted arrogance about his job.
Later, he started probing about my family's situation: "By the way, since your family is from the city, you must have a few properties, right?"
Sawyer, the world's top arms dealer, stunned everyone by falling for Maren—the worthless girl no one respected. People scoffed. Why chase a useless pretty face? But when powerful elites began gathering around her, jaws dropped. "She's not even married to him yet—already cashing in on his power?" they assumed. Curious eyes dug into Maren's past... only to find she was a scientific genius, a world-renowned medical expert, and heiress to a mafia empire. Later, Sawyer posted online. "My wife treats me like the enemy. Any advice?"
Dayna had worshiped her husband, only to watch him strip her late mother's estate and lavish devotion on another woman. After three miserable years, he discarded her, and she lay broken-until Kristopher, the man she once betrayed, dragged her from the wreckage. He now sat in a wheelchair, eyes like tempered steel. She offered a pact: she would mend his legs if he helped crush her ex. He scoffed, yet signed on. As their ruthless alliance caught fire, he uncovered her other lives-healer, hacker, pianist-and her numb heart stirred. But her groveling ex crawled back. "Dayna, you were my wife! How could you marry someone else? Come back!"
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?”
"Stella once savored Marc's devotion, yet his covert cruelty cut deep. She torched their wedding portrait at his feet while he sent flirty messages to his mistress. With her chest tight and eyes blazing, Stella delivered a sharp slap. Then she deleted her identity, signed onto a classified research mission, vanished without a trace, and left him a hidden bombshell. On launch day she vanished; that same dawn Marc's empire crumbled. All he unearthed was her death certificate, and he shattered. When they met again, a gala spotlighted Stella beside a tycoon. Marc begged. With a smirk, she said, ""Out of your league, darling."
Five years into marriage, Hannah caught Vincent slipping into a hotel with his first love-the woman he never forgot. The sight told her everything-he'd married her only for her resemblance to his true love. Hurt, she conned him into signing the divorce papers and, a month later, said, "Vincent, I'm done. May you two stay chained together." Red-eyed, he hugged her. "You came after me first." Her firm soon rocketed toward an IPO. At the launch, Vincent watched her clasp another man's hand. In the fitting room, he cornered her, tears burning in his eyes. "Is he really that perfect? Hannah, I'm sorry... marry me again."
For three years, Cathryn and her husband Liam lived in a sexless marriage. She believed Liam buried himself in work for their future. But on the day her mother died, she learned the truth: he had been cheating with her stepsister since their wedding night. She dropped every hope and filed for divorce. Sneers followed-she'd crawl back, they said. Instead, they saw Liam on his knees in the rain. When a reporter asked about a reunion, she shrugged. "He has no self-respect, just clings to people who don't love him." A powerful tycoon wrapped an arm around her. "Anyone coveting my wife answers to me."
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