Here is the translation of your text into English: "Transformed into the vicious ex-wife of a big shot, causing chaos and being ignored. When I learned that the big shot went bankrupt, not only did I propose a divorce, but I also humiliated him to the point of worthlessness. At this moment, the big shot looked tired, sitting on the sofa, his suit outlining his superior physique. 'Divorce, I agree.' 'Divorce? Am I that kind of person? I'll accompany you in making a comeback.' I ripped apart the divorce agreement. The big shot clearly didn't believe me, and frankly, I didn't believe it either. 'I crave your body.' The big shot leaned in closer, his large hand rubbing my neck, his voice deep against my ear. 'Jiang Li, you can't even lie.'"
One day, I suddenly entered the world of a novel and became the villainous ex-wife of a tycoon named Brice Harding, stirring up trouble everywhere.
Upon learning of the tycoon's bankruptcy, not only did I file for divorce, but I also humiliated him to the point of worthlessness.
At this moment, the tycoon sat on the sofa, his eyes weary, his suit outlining his superior physique.
"Divorce, I agree."
"Divorce? Am I that kind of person? I'll stand by you and help you rise again."
I tore up the divorce agreement. The tycoon clearly didn't believe me. Well, I didn't believe myself either.
"I'm just here for your body."
The tycoon leaned in closer, his large hand rubbed the back of my neck, and his voice was low in my ear.
"Deanna, you can't even lie properly."
01
Became the villainous supporting character in a redemption story. What could I do?
"I knew it, Brice, you really don't love me."
I cried pitifully. The man in front of me, dressed in a black suit that highlighted his superior physique, looked at me with eyes devoid of warmth.
"Deanna, what kind of trick are you playing now? I have no money for you. As you can see, I'm bankrupt. Just like you said, staying with me would mean being poor for life. I'm not worthy of you, and I can't bring myself to die. So, divorce, I agree."
The tycoon laughed self-deprecatingly, interrupting my act.
The original Deanna was courting disaster. I just wanted to sigh-divorce if you must. But she had to humiliate the tycoon to the point of worthlessness and even told him to die. It was truly a sin.
Looking at the divorce agreement on the table, Brice's name was already signed at the top.
Holding the pen, I was torn between signing and not signing.
If I were the original Deanna, I would have signed without hesitation.
The key was, I wasn't her.
"Divorce? Am I that kind of person? I'll stand by you and help you rise again."
I tore up the divorce agreement, scattering the white paper all over the floor.
"I said those things just to test if you really love me. If you loved me, you'd promise me that you'd never let me suffer, not hand me a divorce agreement. As expected, you don't love me. I knew it."
Indeed, turning the tables was my innate talent. Did you feel guilty, Brice? That was what men were like. Ha-ha.
"Deanna, don't I know what kind of person you are? You only love money. You won't love me, nor do you care for my love. Whatever you're plotting now, I have no money for you. Or rather, what you want, I can't afford to give."
Brice's eyes fixed on me, more like a playful gaze.
The tycoon didn't believe me. Well, I didn't believe myself either.
"I'm just here for your body."
Oh, my rebellious streak, always showed up at the wrong time. I was on the verge of tears for that.
"That, I can afford."
The tycoon leaned in closer, his large hand rubbing the back of my neck, his voice low in my ear.
"Deanna, you can't even lie properly."
I couldn't help but tremble, mainly because the distance was too close. I could even hear his heartbeat. My jaw was only a finger's width from his shoulder, and his hand showed no sign of leaving, still rubbing the back of my neck.
He seemed to notice my tension, and I heard a soft chuckle.
Then I felt a warm sensation on my face. We were cheek to cheek, but I couldn't see his face.
Just then, my phone rang. I glanced at the phone on the coffee table.
The name "Jane Gordon" flashed brightly.
"Aren't you going to answer?"
Brice turned over and sat on the sofa next to me, reaching out to grab my phone.
Without giving me a chance to react, he swiped to answer.
"Deanna, see you at the Golden Luxury Suite at eight tonight. A big shot is coming this time, and they're very generous. By the way, have you divorced your bankrupt husband yet?"
Silence didn't mean I was wrong. I gave a smile and spoke under Brice's gaze.
"I'm not divorcing my husband. He's very good to me, and I'll stand by him through tough times. I believe my husband won't let me suffer."
Saying these words, I felt a bit ashamed, speaking like this in front of the person in question.
"Are you okay? Didn't you tell me yesterday that you gave your bankrupt husband a good scolding? You said you couldn't waste your prime years on a bankrupt pauper. Let me tell you, the big shot tonight, although a bit old, will pay you enough for half a year's living if you serve him well. It's much better than sticking with your bankrupt husband."
Going tonight would be a path with no turning back.
Besides, this person never wished the original Deanna well. Many of her troubles were due to Jane's instigation.
"Also, remember that rich second-generation guy who pursued you in college? He's coming tonight too. It doesn't matter that he's married; what matters is he still likes you. He only came because he heard you'd be there."
02
And at this moment, Brice was sitting there, watching me with a leisurely air, exuding a strong sense of pressure.
It was a sin. If this had gone on, I felt like even with a smooth talker, I couldn't salvage the tycoon's trust.
"I don't understand what you're saying. From beginning to end, the only person I've ever liked is my husband. As for those you mentioned, they're just passing figures in my life. Also, my husband is not a pauper. I'm the only one allowed to say anything about him, no one else. So, I won't be in touch with you anymore."
With quick reflexes, I snatched the phone from Brice's hand, hung up, and blocked the number in one swift move.
I looked at Brice with a fawning expression. He stood up, his proportions perfect, with broad shoulders and a narrow waist.
"Since my wife is so devoted to me, how could I bear to let her down? By the way, I found a job working odd jobs. Meals included, but no accommodation, and the salary is three thousand dollars a month."
"Wife, you won't mind, right?"
I chuckled. If I hadn't read the novel, I might have been fooled. Just did some odd jobs? Clearly, he was starting a business.
I also knew that the man in front of me would soon rise again, becoming the most powerful figure in Bloomington, almost monopolizing half of the city's wealth.
And the original Deanna, upon seeing his success, brazenly attempted to win him back.
But by then, the tycoon already had a kind, graceful, and talented female protagonist by his side, and of course, he refused.
Seeing the heroine so happy beside the tycoon, the original Deanna became furious and even plotted to kidnap the heroine, only to be sent to prison by our tycoon, where she suffered until her death.
It was terrifying. So, after a night of contemplation, I came up with a foolproof plan.
I would help the tycoon rise again, then divorce him, so that I could get a great deal of money.
I couldn't believe how cheerful I would be then.
Thinking about it, I couldn't help but laugh.
"I stood at the edge of my heart and watched him choose her. In the end, I was not the one he needed. I was simply the one he settled for." - Noelle ~~~~~~~ I thought I was the one he loved. But a few days before our wedding, I saw him in a way I never had before. His eyes softened as he spoke to her. His first love, and the very woman who had left him in pieces. Heartbreak was something I knew too well. And as I watched the love he still held for her in his eyes, I realized what I had to do. I couldn't marry a man who wasn't truly mine. With no means to cancel the wedding and lacking the courage to confront him, I made a desperate choice to leave. I painfully gave his first love my treasured engagement ring thinking it was for the best and the only way to free myself. But when he saw that ring on her finger, the fragile world I had tried to escape began to shatter. His obsession to find me and bring me back ignited a dangerous game of cat and mouse.
Everyone was shocked to the bones when the news of Rupert Benton's engagement broke out. It was surprising because the lucky girl was said to be a plain Jane, who grew up in the countryside and had nothing to her name. One evening, she showed up at a banquet, stunning everyone present. "Wow, she's so beautiful!" All the men drooled, and the women got so jealous. What they didn't know was that this so-called country girl was actually an heiress to a billion-dollar empire. It wasn't long before her secrets came to light one after the other. The elites couldn't stop talking about her. "Holy smokes! So, her father is the richest man in the world?" "She's also that excellent, but mysterious designer who many people adore! Who would have guessed?" Nonetheless, people thought that Rupert didn't love her. But they were in for another surprise. Rupert released a statement, silencing all the naysayers. "I'm very much in love with my beautiful fiancee. We will be getting married soon." Two questions were on everyone's minds: "Why did she hide her identity? And why was Rupert in love with her all of a sudden?"
Melanie married Ashton out of gratitude, but she quickly found herself entangled in a web of relentless challenges. Despite these struggles, she stayed true to her commitment to the marriage. In the hospital room, Ashton indifferently attempted to draw her blood, disregarding her discomfort. This callous act was a harsh revelation for Melanie, awakening her to the grim reality of their relationship. Resolved to prioritize her own welfare, she decided to sever ties. With newfound resolve, Melanie filed for divorce. In the process, she unveiled her concealed identities, leaving everyone in shock. Throughout these turbulent times, Melanie realized that Derek, Ashton’s uncle, had been discreetly protecting her all along.
6 years ago, Lydia suffered a brutal betrayal orchestrated by her own husband and step-sister, who drugged her and framed her. In a twist of fate, she ended up having a one-night stand with a stranger. Don't even remember what he looked like. Later, in the throes of death, she discovered the truth about her mother's death all those years ago. In the blink of an eye, she lost everything. 6 years later, Lydia returned with her genius son, vowing to exact revenge on all her enemies! Little did she know, she encountered an incredibly familiar man at the airport! *** The man was briskly pushing open the door to the restroom, heading to the urinal. Even with such a mundane action, he did it with unparalleled elegance and grace. Lydia, following him in a daze, saw his fierce lower body and suddenly snapped back to reality. She let out a high-pitched scream, instinctively covering her eyes with her hands, her cheeks flushed, and stood there stiffly, unsure of what to do. Lambert furrowed his brows slightly but remained calm as he continued to relieve himself. The sound of water hitting the urinal made Lydia's face even redder. She angrily shouted, "You pervert!" Little did Lydia know that Lambert, seeing her in this state, had a flicker of recognition in his eyes. Memories from many years ago flashed through his mind, and his heart couldn't help but stir. It was her!
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After a painful breakup with her boyfriend of two years who coldly told her to her face that he couldn't keep dating her because she was too uptight--In a moment of anger and defiance, Anna decided to throw caution to the wind for one reckless night. She headed to the wildest club in Texas, determined to lose herself in the chaos. But fate had other plans. To her shock, she ran into her ex-boyfriend at the club. Desperate to save face, she made a split-second decision and approached a stranger, pretending he was her new boyfriend. What she never anticipated was the magnetic pull she would feel towards him or the fact that she'd end up going home with this mystery man. Soon enough, the real surprise hit her--this stranger wasn't just anyone; he was her new boss. What begins as a night of rebellion spirals into a whirlwind of forbidden attraction, societal pressure and hidden affairs. And now there are so many things at stake. Find out how this story unfolds.