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After being dumped by Summer for two years, Christopher developed gynophobia-getting too close to a woman made him nauseous and want to throw up. Christopher, "Why are there ugly women everywhere? I'm going to stay single for life." His bros, "???" Then, out of nowhere, Summer returned, begging for reconciliation and affection. Christopher, "You think you can break up whenever you want and get back together just because you say so? Who do you think you are?!" Summer, "Aren't you desperate? You haven't taken care of your needs for a long time, have you?" Before she could finish, the volcano inside Christopher erupted. Christopher, "Shut the hell up!" Damn it! She really used to be his woman! She knew him too well-could even tell when he was needy?! She kissed him directly. Christopher instantly melted, like a tamed beast. His bros, "??? What happened to your gynophobia? And what's with that satisfied expression?" Christopher, "Get lost! You're watching for free and still talking too much!" Summer, "Bros, help me win Christopher back. Once I succeed, I'll give each of you a billion. He'll pay." His bros, "??? You two really are a match made in heaven!" Christopher, "You guys made a group chat behind my back?" Everyone left the chat immediately... "Summer, just be patient. Big bro is easy to coax."
"I heard Miss Owen's first love is still around, while I am neither pure in body nor soul. Are you sure you want to go on this blind date with me?"
Christopher narrowed his eyes slightly, exuding an air of cold arrogance with a hint of cruelty.
The woman's expression froze instantly. "Mr. Alfred... are you still unable to forget your ex? But she disappeared two years ago."
A layer of frost covered his strikingly handsome face as he spoke in a deep voice, "It has nothing to do with time."
Tricking him into a blind date?
Very well!
Let's see how he deals with those troublemakers when he gets back.
The woman's face turned pale. She picked up her glass of lemon water and took a sip. "What if I say I can wait for you?"
"Oh, I forgot to tell you-I'm already useless." Christopher's expression remained calm, his voice low and indifferent.
The woman was stunned. "W-what do you mean?"
"Exactly what you think it means. I'm not functional anymore." He sneered, his dark eyes filled with indifference.
The woman was left speechless.
Suddenly, a sweet and clear voice broke through the awkward atmosphere, "Miss, you should give up. He's not interested in you. Let me take over instead."
That voice...
It had been absent from his world for two years.
The moment Christopher lowered his gaze, his entire body stiffened. The decayed heart in his chest seemed to start beating again.
His dark eyes surged with emotion, his chiseled features taut with tension.
He looked up abruptly, feeling as if he had been transported to another lifetime.
Summer was back...
That proud silhouette was like a blinding beam of light piercing his vision, stinging his eyes.
"Who are you?" the woman asked.
Summer smiled slightly, her deer-like eyes clear and innocent. "Me? I'm his ex-girlfriend. Can't you see he's just brushing you off? Stop wasting your time on him. You deserve better."
The woman, staring at Summer's breathtakingly beautiful face, became enraged. "Are you two playing me?!" She grabbed her bag and stormed off.
Summer chuckled and sat down in the seat across from Christopher.
Their eyes met, and in that instant, it was like an electric shock. The air between them grew thick with an indescribable tension.
Christopher stared at her intensely. Was this an illusion? It had to be...
Summer was dressed in a classic Hepburn-style little black dress. Her long, wavy hair cascaded down her back in soft ripples, reaching her waist. Her delicate makeup, rosy lips, and slender, graceful figure made it impossible to look away from her long, straight legs.
"Christopher, did you miss me that much?" Summer rested her chin on her hands, her voice soft and teasing.
The restaurant was quiet and elegant, dimly lit with an intimate ambiance, making it hard to see each other's expressions clearly.
Christopher froze slightly upon hearing her voice, then let out a cold, hoarse laugh filled with mockery. "Summer, you actually dare to show your face in front of me again."
Under the table, his long fingers clenched into fists, his knuckles cracking audibly.
He picked up his phone, opened the Facebook group chat with his bros, and sent a message, [Someone come restrain me. She's back.]
Summer blinked. "I missed you too. So, I came back."
Christopher let out a low chuckle, his laughter laced with sarcasm. "How much did you miss me?"
"A lot. Every single day."
His phone nearly bent from the pressure of his grip. He felt like he was about to lose control. His lips pressed into a tight line.
Pain surged through every nerve in his body, spreading to every limb.
"You dumped me. So why do you still miss me?" Christopher stared at her as if she might disappear again in the next second.
Summer's clear eyes flickered as if she were deep in thought. "Hmm... What happened two years ago was too complicated to explain in just a few words. I'll tell you later."
The next second-
With a loud bang, Christopher slammed both hands onto the table, his sudden outburst echoing throughout the restaurant.
He shot to his feet, glaring at Summer with seething rage.
In San Francisco, everyone knew that the always cold and aloof daughter of The Green family had married a crippled man from a wealthy family. Three years into the marriage, she remained childless, and outsiders mocked her, saying she was still a virgin. But no one knew- For three years, she had been unable to sleep every single night. Due to a car accident, a top billionaire became disabled, and his lover left for abroad. Cathy had no choice but to marry Lucas, being his wife at night and his caretaker during the day. Until one day, there was hope for his legs to recover, and his first love returned. Cathy overheard him saying that he would definitely divorce her. Cathy fulfilled her duty and took good care of him. Since he wanted a divorce, she turned and left without hesitation. Three years of marriage? She considered them a moment of misplaced responsibility-just a good deed to make up for the past.
For the three years he was my live-in husband, there was no physical contact between us. He was like my most loyal butler, servant, and caretaker. But when he became my financial backer, we were intimate all the time, indulging in passion every night. "I've been thinking about you for a long time..." In the darkness of the night, the man kissed me recklessly. He was my live-in husband. Thus, as the precious daughter of a wealthy family, I had no choice but to let this destitute man marry into my family and become my husband. Out of resentment, I humiliated him repeatedly, mistreated him, and even resorted to physical abuse. Yet, he never got angry, always maintaining the appearance of an obedient and gentle man. But just as I was slowly falling for him, he suddenly asked me for a divorce. The once gentle and submissive man turned into a cunning and terrifying figure overnight. In an instant, my family fell into ruin, while he rose to power. The man I once trampled underfoot had transformed into my financial backer.
The Tragic Fate of Alex, the Rise of Diana The head of the top US consortium, Alex, met an untimely demise, and all his assets were transferred to Diana. The real heiress of The White Family was found after eighteen years. Yet, everyone mocked her, calling her uncultured, useless, and nothing more than a pretty vase. However, at the wedding of the century, when the wife of the young head of The Smith Family was revealed to be none other than the "vase" Diana, the socialites of New York City were left pounding their chests in disbelief-How could she deserve this?! After Alex's death, Diana not only had to face the covetous gazes of The Smith Family but also play the role of a leader among various powerful organizations. Alex's subordinates assured her, "We will handle everything; you just need to sit on the throne." But later... When Diana was in danger, she wielded a gun, stepping on her enemy with a dazzling smile, "Be good, and I'll give you a quick death." When her loved ones fell ill, the legendary medical master personally visited and admitted-she was Diana's senior disciple! The renowned racing legend willingly became Diana's personal driver, calling her "Boss" at every turn. Alex's subordinates were in utter disbelief, "Wasn't she supposed to be a weak little white flower, a soft and obedient golden canary?!" But Alex wasn't entirely dead. When his consciousness awakened, he found himself soul-bound to a plush doll-one that Diana had designed in his likeness. Now, he not only had to endure being dressed and undressed by Diana but also be at her mercy, bathed and squeezed in her hands... Watching her reveal one hidden identity after another, Alex was utterly dumbfounded. Even the woman he admired and respected the most-was her?! [Mini Theater 1] Alex, now in plush doll form, was held against Diana's soft, snowy chest as she stood before a mirror. Staring at his own ridiculously extravagant appearance, his expression cracked- "Is this really how she sees me in her heart?!" Diana's fingers teasingly unfastened his tiny clothes, one button at a time. Alex shut his eyes, his mind filled with only one thought- "I want to die." [Mini Theater 2] Diana stared at the dust-covered plush doll, frowning, "My doll is precious-I have to wash it myself." Alex's inner monologue, "Stay away from me!" After an intense round of scrubbing and kneading, his soul burned with shame, his spirit flushed red, on the verge of tears. Diana, completely satisfied, gave him a kiss-he turned even redder... They said Alex had a cleanliness obsession, high standards, and was impossible to please. But now? He felt that... maybe staying dirty wasn't so bad after all. [Mini Theater 3] Once back in his real body, Alex trapped Diana against the wall, his gaze burning as he questioned, "You took so much advantage of me, destroyed my innocence-how are you going to repay me?" Diana's eyes gleamed mischievously. "That bad, huh? How about you cry for me first?" Alex, "..."
He is aloof and abstinent; she is wild and unrestrained. For revenge, she meticulously approaches him, shamelessly flirts with him, and cunningly schemes against him. She disrupts his engagement party, drives away his first love, and repeatedly steps on his bottom line. One late night, he corners her against the wall. "Rose, what other tricks do you have that I don't know about?" And just like that, she barges into his world, does whatever she pleases, and drags him down from his pedestal step by step until she completely devours him... Upon returning home, Rose discovers that the wealthy man who just gave her a sky-high breakup fee is actually her half-sister's fiancé... He broke up with her because he got engaged to her half-sister. To make matters worse, Rose's biological mother had also met her tragic fate because of her half-sister's mother. Now, the grudge is set in stone...
At first sight, in order to create a bond with Angela, Frances risked his life and deliberately staged a car accident. Angela was the adopted daughter of the Moore family. On the night she was kicked out of the house, her fiancé was already on the entertainment headlines, holding her sister in his arms. Later, Angela was caught up in endless scandals because she had gotten involved with the most powerful man. Everyone mocked her, saying she was nothing more than Mr. William's fleeting amusement. Little did they know that from the moment Frances first laid eyes on her, he had only one thought-to steal her away! To take her from the hands of her fiancé. Everyone was waiting to see Angela make a fool of herself, deliberately asking about her relationship with Frances. He merely smiled and said, "Perhaps I haven't tried hard enough. After being married for so long, Mrs. Williams still refuses to acknowledge me publicly and give me a proper title." That night, the air was damp. Angela was breathless as he pulled her into his arms and kissed her deeply. His breath was scorching. "Mrs. Williams, have I tried hard enough?" Angela gritted her teeth. He was trying... far too hard!
Andy, staring at the man in front of her, felt her mind go blank, oddly thirsty. Her body instinctively leaned into his, subconsciously craving more, yet with an undercurrent of nervousness and unease. "Andy, are you going to pay for me?" Andy wrapped her arms tighter around his neck, the pressure increasing, suppressing the sounds rising from her throat. "I'll give you a discount." Charlie's body was solid, like a silent presence enveloping her, mixed with a familiar and intoxicating scent. "Charlie, you didn't turn off the light..." Now tinted with desire, his features remained striking, yet their invasiveness seemed to intensify. "Turn off the light?" His voice was deep, tinged with a trace of amusement. "Then how would you still see me?" The story begins with Andy, curious to finally see the legendary, breathtakingly beautiful star of the club. To her surprise, the irresistibly charming "star" turns out to be the owner of the club. Yet, she bluntly states her intention to pay for his company. Charlie, "This is a club, not a brothel." Later, by a twist of fate, Andy ends up sharing an apartment with Charlie, a high school classmate she once rejected. Their peaceful routine comes to an end one night when Andy learns from Charlie that she has been sleepwalking recently. Feeling a little embarrassed and unsure how to react, Andy asks, "Last night was the first time you saw me sleepwalking, right?" Charlie replies lazily, "There was another time." Andy falls silent for two seconds before hesitantly asking, "Did I... do anything?" "You suddenly ran out and hugged me." "?" Charlie raises an eyebrow and casually adds, "And you kissed me, touching me over."
Madison had always believed that she would marry Colten. She spent her youth admiring him from afar, dreaming of their future life together. But Colten was always indifferent to her, and when he abandoned her at a time when she needed him most, she finally realized that he never loved her. With renewed resolve and a thirst for revenge, Madison left. Endless possibilities lay ahead, but Colten was no longer part of her plans. Colten rushed to her place in a panic. "Madison, please come back to me. I’ll give you everything!" It was his powerful uncle who answered the door. "She's my woman now."
"You're my wife in name only, on paper only. My heart and love will never be yours." Edward made it clear to Daisy that she was nothing to him. They were both victims of family greed -- the marriage was arranged for them. Six years passed. She remained quiet, gaining a reputation in the army as a tough-as-nails colonel. When she walked into his life again, Edward fell in love with this woman, unlike any he had known. She surprised and delighted him. But will Daisy take him back? Can their son keep them together? Can the rift between them be healed? Pick this one up and find out!
After three loveless years, Neil's betrayal deeply wounded Katelyn. She wasted no time in getting rid of that scoundrel! After the divorce, she devoted herself to career pursuits. Rising to prominence as a top designer, skilled doctor, and brilliant hacker, she became a revered icon. Neil, realizing his grave mistake, tried in vain to win her back, only to witness her magnificent wedding to another. As their vows were broadcast on the world's largest billboard, Vincent slid a ring onto Katelyn's finger and declared, "Katelyn is now my wife, a priceless treasure. Let all who covet her beware!"
Lucia Balstone thought she had chosen the right man to spend the rest of her life with, but he was the one who ended her life. Their ten-year marriage seemed like a joke when her husband stabbed her with a dagger. Fortunately, God is never blind to people's tears. Lucia got a second chance. She was reborn at the age of 22, before all the terrible things had happened. This time, she was determined to avenge herself and let those who hurt her pay! She made an elaborate list of her goals, and the first thing on her list was to marry her ex-husband's enemy, Alonso Callen!
Madisyn was stunned to discover that she was not her parents' biological child. Due to the real daughter's scheming, she was kicked out and became a laughingstock. Thought to be born to peasants, Madisyn was shocked to find that her real father was the richest man in the city, and her brothers were renowned figures in their respective fields. They showered her with love, only to learn that Madisyn had a thriving business of her own. "Stop pestering me!" said her ex-boyfriend. "My heart only belongs to Jenna." "How dare you think that my woman has feelings for you?" claimed a mysterious bigwig.
For two years, Ashton had poured his heart into his marriage, yet Emalee's heart remained cold. Despite his dedication, Emalee presented him with divorce papers. She bluntly stated she could not remain married to a man whose net worth was less than a million dollars. Ashton signed the papers, closing one chapter of his life and stepping into a new beginning. Then, Ashton revealed his secret identities: a music mogul, a medical expert, and a martial arts master—each persona impressive enough to stun the world. As Ashton’s true capabilities came to light, Emalee was overwhelmed with deep regret.