My son had a fever of 40 degrees Celsius, and my husband didn't care or ask about it; he was busy accompanying the poor female college student he was sponsoring to get her vaccinated. He said that the girl was pitiful and that she couldn't live without him. That very night, because of his negligence, our child fell from the building and died. I resolutely filed for divorce, but the female college student decisively abandoned him and ran away.
"Nolan, Wesley has a fever! Come home quickly!"
It was two in the morning when I called my husband, Nolan Howard.
Our son, Wesley Howard, had suddenly developed a high fever. Although I had already called for an ambulance, the emergency center informed me that all their vehicles were out on calls, and they needed to dispatch one anew for us.
I couldn't afford to wait, so I reached out to Nolan. After all, his office was only ten minutes away from home.
But instead of his voice, a soft female voice answered the phone.
"Ivy, I'm really sorry. Nolan went to get medicine for me. As soon as he's back, I'll have him return immediately."
I was stunned.
It was his assistant, Jennifer Ford's voice!
How could they be together? Before leaving, Nolan had clearly told me he was going back to the office to handle an urgent matter.
So, was Jennifer the so-called urgent matter?
Realizing his deceit, I felt both angry and ridiculous.
But I knew this wasn't the time to dwell on it; nothing was more important than Wesley!
"I don't care what Nolan is doing. Tell him to come back right now!"
The next moment, Nolan's reproachful voice came through the receiver.
"Jennifer drank too much while negotiating a deal tonight and ended up with alcohol poisoning. I didn't tell you the truth because I didn't want you to overthink. I can't believe you'd use our son's fever as a desperate excuse to test my whereabouts, Ivy. Can you stop being so paranoid, doubting everything all the time?"
Nolan's baseless accusations left me feeling both wronged and furious.
But now wasn't the time to argue with him.
I took a deep breath, trying to stay calm.
"Nolan, whether you believe it or not, Wesley really has a fever. The ambulance won't arrive for another hour. You... "
"Enough, stop nagging. I'll come back once Jennifer's condition stabilizes."
He didn't listen to my explanation, cut me off, and hung up the phone.
When I tried calling back, his phone was already turned off.
I couldn't describe how I felt at that moment.
Sadness, anger, disappointment... a mix of emotions overwhelmed me.
I even wanted to scream out loud to release all the emotions inside me.
But I couldn't, because I still needed to take care of Wesley.
With Nolan being unreliable, I had no choice but to call my best friend Eva.
Eva lived twenty minutes away, but upon hearing my situation, she recklessly ran three red lights and arrived in ten minutes, then drove us to the hospital.
"Nolan is such a jerk. When I see him, I'll really give him a piece of my mind. How dare he not stay at home to take care of you in the middle of the night? Does he think he's Bruce Wayne?"
I didn't tell her the truth. Even facing my long-time best friend, I was too ashamed to speak of such a humiliating matter.
I was also afraid that once I started talking, I wouldn't be able to hold back my tears.
Wesley had a fever of 104 degrees Fahrenheit, yet his father I relied on was busy taking care of his female assistant. How ironic was that?
And little did I know, more unbearable things were yet to come.
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!
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.
"I'm going to tell you what I have in mind," he murmured. "First you're going to strip down until you're completely naked," he whispered against her ear. "Then I'm going to tie you up so you're completely powerless and subject to my every whim." "Mmm, sounds good so far," she murmured. "Then I'm going to insert a plug to prepare you for me. After that I'm going to spank that sweet ass of yours until it's rosy with my marks." She shivered uncontrollably, her mind exploding with the images he evoked. She let out a small whimper as he sucked the lobe of her ear into his mouth. God, she could cum with just his words. She was already aching with need. Her nipples tingled and hardened to painful points. Her clit pulsed and twitched between her legs until she clamped her thighs together to alleviate the burn. "And then I'm going to f**k your mouth. But I won't cum. Not yet. When I'm close, I'll flog you again until your ass is burning and you're on fire with the need for relief. And then I'm going to f**k that ass. I'm going to take you hard and rough, to the very limits of what you can withstand. I won't be gentle. Not tonight. I'm going to take you as roughly as you can stand. And then I'm going to cum all over your ass. Are you ready to be completely and utterly dominated?"
She was a diamond covered by ashes.... King Dakota was known as the most Powerful Alpha King of all times - more powerful than any other King that had ruled from his lineage. He was cold hearted, introverted and dangerous in anger. Cursed by the Moon goddess, King Dakota had to get married to three wives all in search of a male child that would become his heir, but it was impossible as the curse would only let his wives bear she -wolves. But on a different day, the King meets a lady who offends him and as a punishment, he took her home as his fourth wife. Her name was Shilah. Shilah was a powerless wolf and as a result, was disregarded and intimidated by all. But, when she begins to do things that the King had never felt for years, he began to wonder who she really was. Slowly, she crawled her way into his icy heart and turned out to be something nobody ever expected - a storm.
Five years ago, he upped and left his wife without informing her. He had always felt unworthy. As a result, he decided to go and become a better man. It took him five whole years of daily hard work. When he was satisfied, he returned as a powerful and honorable man. He intended to start a family with his wife. But he got back to meet the greatest shocker of his life. He actually had a daughter!
After hiding her true identity throughout her three-year marriage to Colton, Allison had committed wholeheartedly, only to find herself neglected and pushed toward divorce. Disheartened, she set out to rediscover her true self-a talented perfumer, the mastermind of a famous intelligence agency, and the heir to a secret hacker network. Realizing his mistakes, Colton expressed his regret. "I know I messed up. Please, give me another chance." Yet, Kellan, a once-disabled tycoon, stood up from his wheelchair, took Allison's hand, and scoffed dismissively, "You think she'll take you back? Dream on."