I used to be the most dazzling heiress in the imperial capital. With a single piece of psychiatric evaluation, I was locked away in a mental hospital. For three years, I endured inhumane torment. The husband I loved to the core finally remembered to come and get me. When we met again, I no longer wished to come close to him even a little. Later, Fu Qingzhou asked me why I no longer loved him. I gazed at him in silent stillness and said, "I let you go."
I was once the most dazzling heiress in Jastrait. But a single psychiatric assessment led to my confinement in a mental institution.
For three years, I endured unimaginable hardships. My husband, Grayson Moss, whom I loved with all my heart, finally remembered to bring me back.
When we met again, I no longer wished to be near him.
Later, Grayson asked why I no longer loved him.
I stared at him in utter silence, and said, "I let you go for your own good."
On the day I was brought back to the villa, I looked at myself in the mirror. My cheekbones were prominent, my face sunken, no longer resembling the privileged young heiress raised in a sheltered life of luxury.
"Mrs. Moss, would you like a glass of milk to warm yourself up?" As I was lost in thought, a strange woman suddenly appeared, holding a cup of hot milk.
Startled, I turned around and accidentally bumped into her. The hot milk spilled, scalding my hand more than I expected, and I let out a cry of pain.
I quickly whispered an apology, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to."
Before I could finish, to my surprise, the woman knelt down with a thud, "Mrs. Moss, it's all my fault. I startled you. Please don't send me away."
I was stunned.
At that moment, a familiar voice came from outside the door, "What happened?"
I looked up and saw that familiar face. Grayson, the man I had chased for ten years, loved with all my heart, and who had personally sent me to the mental hospital three years ago.
A wave of fear washed over me, my face turned pale, and I couldn't help but step back a few paces.
Grayson lifted his gaze to me, then said calmly to the kneeling woman, "Norah, you may leave."
The room was left with just the two of us.
I didn't dare to look up at him.
Yet he walked up to me without hesitation, gripping my chin forcefully, his expression stern, his voice laced with anger, "I didn't expect that after three years, you still haven't learned your lesson, you..."
"I'm sorry." Before he could get angrier, I quickly apologized.
He was taken aback, staring at me intently.
The room fell silent for two seconds. Afraid he would truly get angry, I repeated, "I'm sorry, it's all my fault. I'll behave from now on and won't make any more mistakes."
"Who are you putting on this pitiful act for? Just living comfortably in a different place, aren't you?"
Was that so? Was it really just living comfortably in a different place?
If it were before, I would have certainly made a scene with him. But I was no longer the proud and willful heiress of the Martin Family.
Three years ago, the Martin Group suddenly and unexpectedly went bankrupt overnight. I cried, begged, and made a scene for him to help, but he sent me to the mental hospital himself. My parents couldn't accept the reality of bankruptcy and tragically took their own lives from the thirtieth floor of the company building. Because I was in the mental hospital, I couldn't attend my parents' funeral. Afterward, I endured unimaginable hardships in the mental hospital.
I dared not think about it further and lowered my head in submission, "Yes, I'm sorry."
Although a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, he seemed satisfied with my response and finally let go of my chin.
My chin was red and swollen from his grip, but I dared not make a sound.
He turned to leave, but at the door, he suddenly looked back, "Make a cup of coffee and bring it to my study later."
Didn't he hate drinking the coffee I made the most?
Three years ago, I used to prepare a cup of coffee for him every day, but he would just pour it away.
Now, I was diagnosed with a terminal illness, and my sense of taste was gone.
I grew up being adored by my parents, with a sense of pride and privilege that defined me. Yet, I fell for Grayson, my childhood friend.
For the first time, I realized someone could captivate me so completely; he consumed my thoughts and emotions. I looked down on the girls who liked him, always feeling worlds apart from them. For Grayson, I gave up my pride, chasing after him every day.
Who would have thought that the Grayson's grandfather would take a liking to me, wanting me to marry Grayson, to form an alliance with the Moss Family? Grayson's grandfather was on his deathbed, and Grayson reluctantly agreed.
Upon hearing the news, I was so happy I couldn't sleep for nights, always anticipating the sweet life after marriage.
But that anticipation ultimately turned into a mirage.
Three years ago, the Moore family opposed Charles Moore's choice to marry his beloved woman and selected Scarlett Riley as his bride. Charles didn't love her. In fact, he hated her. Not long after they got married, Scarlett received an offer from her dream university and jumped on it. Three years later, Charles's beloved woman fell terribly ill. In order to fulfill her last wish, he called Scarlett back and presented her with a divorce agreement. Scarlett was deeply hurt by Charles's abrupt decision, but she chose to let him go and agreed to sign the divorce papers. However, Charles seemed to delay the process deliberately, leaving Scarlett confused and frustrated. Now, Scarlett was trapped between the consequences of Charles's indecision. Would she be able to break free from him? Would Charles eventually come to his senses and face his true feelings?
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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?"
Lindsey's fiancé was the devil's first son. Not only did he lie to her but he also slept with her stepmother, conspired to take away her family fortune, and then set her up to have sex with a total stranger. To get her lick back, Lindsey decided to find a man to disrupt her engagement party and humiliate the cheating bastard. Never did she imagine that she would bump into a strikingly handsome stranger who was all that she was currently looking for. At the engagement party, he boldly declared that she was his woman. Lindsey thought he was just a broke man who wanted to leech off her. But once they began their fake relationship, she realized that good luck kept coming her way. She thought they would part ways after the engagement party, but this man kept to her side. "We gotta stick together, Lindsey. Remember, I'm now your fiancé. " "Domenic, you're with me because of my money, aren't you?" Lindsey asked, narrowing her eyes at him. Domenic was taken aback by that accusation. How could he, the heir of the Walsh family and CEO of Vitality Group, be with her for money? He controlled more than half of the city's economy. Money wasn't a problem for him! The two got closer and closer. One day, Lindsey finally realized that Domenic was actually the stranger she had slept with months ago. Would this realization change things between them? For the better or worse?
Billionaire Bennett Graham urgently needed a wife to close a business deal but his fiancée wasn't ready to tie the knots yet. So his grandmother picked the most unassuming maid for him. Everything was supposed to go incredibly well, and all he had to do was wait until he divorced her a year later. But after seeing Maliyah's ocean eyes.it wasn't looking simple anymore. *** Before I could get her up, it was as if she felt the light and an uncomfortable sound came out of her mouth. "Uh-huh..." She raised her hand to cover her eyes. But I didn't have time to wait for her to wake up, so I told her to "Get Up." My voice seemed to scare her, and her light-fearing eyes suddenly widened and she kept moving to the corner. The only voice in the quiet art room was her fear-filled voice, "No...please...go away...don't come close to me." She was afraid of me? I hadn't even spoken to her before, what was she afraid of? This was definitely not going to work, I couldn't talk to her if she couldn't calm down. Then I moved closer to her, my hand on her trembling shoulder, and I whispered soothingly "Calm down.I'm not going to hurt you.I'm not going to hurt you."I assured and then she moved her hair away from her face as if to stare at me properly. Our eyes met.It was that moment. It felt as if I was enchanted for a moment. Those ocean eyes were the most beautiful eyes I've ever seen.