Maria, a beating and orphan woman finds herself in a toxic marriage. She will undergo the mistreatment of her husband during their common life.
Maria, a beating and orphan woman finds herself in a toxic marriage. She will undergo the mistreatment of her husband during their common life.
Episode 1
--- Maria, are you still in this state?
--- I miss Gény.
--- I know it but it is not worth it.
--- How could it have done that to me? The day of our wedding in addition.
--- He had prepared everything my beautiful. Try to forget, it will be 1 year.
--- You're right but I need time.
--- All right. I'm here, you know.
--- Thank you my best.
We are in the economic capital of Cameroon more precisely in the Makepè district small country from which Ada Mariana, orphan of mother lived.
Not having known her father, she had always lived with her mother until the age of 10. Very sick, the latter made the soul. This situation had been traumatic for Mariana who had been placed in an orphanage.
Intelligent, fighting, she did not allow herself to be done by the difficulties of life. She succeeded in all her exams with mention.
11 years later, she had been able to open a perfumery thanks to the superior mother who was like a second mother for her.
She had left the orphanage to live in a modern studio.
This is how she met Gény, one of her best customers and over time, her best friend.
The latter was a gold friend. She was 2 years old that Mariana lived in a chic apartment with her boyfriend Michel in Kotto.
They knew everything about each other. Mariana had had a meeting that had turned her life upside down, her friend Gény was trying on both sides for the
comfort. Difficult, she left Mariana time to heal little by little.
At the time of this tragedy, Mariana had just been 22 years old and today, she was 23.
--- Maria how are you?
--- Am I alive Michel and you?
--- No I don't like such answers. I know it's not okay but know that Gény and I will always be there for you.
--- Thank you she said, smiling.
--- I feel guilty a lot. I know that if I was there, he was not going to get out of it so easily.
--- No. Do not blame yourself for anything. I have to come back.
--- BB I will accompany it.
--- OK my angel. Good evening Maria.
--- Good evening Mich.
Gény had left her girlfriend in front of her door. Ada had taken her bath then settled in front of the television.
The bell made her jump. She went to see who had been and came across a young man.
--- Hi
--- Hi. What can I do for you ?
--- I'm looking for Daniel.
--- Opposite, it's his door.
--- THANKS.
By wanting to close his door, he replied ...
- Me it's Bruno.
--- Okay.
--- And you... ?
--- Are you looking for Daniel then, what do you want me?
--- Just get to know each other. Daniel told me here but I checked at your door to find out.
When you opened, I was dazzled by your beauty.
--- Frangin. How are you ? Said Daniel, opening his door.
--- Good evening launched Mariana.
Daniel had brought his friend into it but the latter kept thinking of Mariana.
--- Heo did you? Bruno!
--- Yes you said?
--- What world were you in?
--- The world of your neighbor. She is too canon.
--- That yes, it is. Don't tell me you fell in love.
--- We can't say that yet but it is super damn.
--- She is one of my neighbors that I appreciate. Simple, respectful, calm.
--- Tell me more about her.
--- She is a very discreet woman so I don't know much about her.
--- I'll approach it.
--- Okay. As you wish.
On the side of Mariana, she gradually recovered. She gave herself in her business that was walking as she wanted.
One day, when she was on the full account, Bruno entered his shop, very surprised to see her, he advanced towards her all smiling.
--- Good morning.
--- Hello Sir. Make the choice and come and show me the product so that I can advise you better.
--- You don't recognize me?
--- Should I?
--- It's me, Bruno.
--- It doesn't mean anything to me.
--- The friend of your neighbor Bruno.
--- Oh yes. I'm sorry. Take place.
--- Thank you, he said, sitting down.
--- What can I do for you ?
--- I want a man perfume and a Brazilian transplant.
--- I have what you need. Channel blue, it is soft and ...
--- Soft like you.
--- Uh ... well I said it is one of the best perfumes. For the transplant, you want it short, medium or long for your partner or sister ...
--- Choose. It is for you that I buy it.
--- Pardon ?
--- I offer it to you.
--- sorry but I can't.
--- For what ?
--- We don't know each other and you want to give it to me like that?
--- Yeah like that and we know each other. We have already seen each other.
--- No, we notice.
--- I'm going to take two blue from Chanel, you keep a transplant of your choice and I want an appointment. Hold and keep the currency.
--- You don't mind.
--- Here is my card. When you are ready to call me. I leave the perfumes here, you will bring them to me. This evening he said, turning his back.
--- But who does this one take this one? No politeness formula, nothing at all. Hmm Yvonne!
--- Yes madam.
--- I will make the purchases. Please at 5 p.m., you close and you come to give me the keys to me.
--- Count on me madam.
She went to the Santa Lucia supermarket in Bonamoussadi. She felt like she was spy on. She was running out because she had noticed a man with glasses and a cap followed, she fell on Bruno.
--- But be careful.
--- Ah sorry sir.
--- Oulala what a surprise. Finally, today is my luck day.
--- Still you? Do you follow me or what?
--- No. I come to shop.
--- Okay.
--- Why are you running out like this?
--- This man follows me, she said, showing him the direction of the man in question.
--- Hey! Who are you ? Hey I'm talking to you howled Bruno.
The man began to run. Bruno wanted to pursue him but Mariana prevented him.
--- But we must know the reason why he followed you.
--- No. How are you. By following it, it can bring you in a corridor.
--- You worry. It's cute.
--- I don't worry. Good evening.
--- To this evening my sweet.
For five years, I believed I was living in a perfect marriage, only to discover it was all a sham! I discovered that my husband was coveting my bone marrow for his mistress! Right in front of me, he sent her flirtatious messages. To make matters worse, he even brought her into the company to steal my work! I finally understood, he never loved me. I stopped pretending, collected evidence of his infidelity, and reclaimed the research he had stolen from me. I signed the divorce papers and left without looking back. He thought I was just throwing a tantrum and would eventually return. But when we met again, I was holding the hand of a globally renowned tycoon, draped in a wedding dress and grinning with confidence. My ex-husband's eyes were red with regret. "Come back to me!" But my new groom wrapped his arm around my waist, and chuckled dismissively, "Get the hell out of here! She's mine now."
The whispers said that out of bitter jealousy, Hadley shoved Eric's beloved down the stairs, robbing the unborn child of life. To avenge, Eric forced Hadley abroad and completely cut her off. Years later, she reemerged, and they felt like strangers. When they met again, she was the nightclub's star, with men ready to pay fortunes just to glimpse her elusive performance. Unable to contain himself, Eric blocked her path, asking, "Is this truly how you earn a living now? Why not come back to me?" Hadley's lips curved faintly. "If you’re eager to see me, you’d better join the queue, darling."
Her fiance and her best friend worked together and set her up. She lost everything and died in the street. However, she was reborn. The moment she opened her eyes, her husband was trying to strangle her. Luckily, she survived that. She signed the divorce agreement without hesitation and was ready for her miserable life. To her surprise, her mother in this life left her a great deal of money. She turned the tables and avenged herself. Everything went well in her career and love when her ex-husband came to her.
Arabella, a state-trained prodigy, won freedom after seven brutal years. Back home, she found her aunt basking in her late parents' mansion while her twin sister scrounged for scraps. Fury ignited her genius. She gutted the aunt's business overnight and enrolled in her sister's school, crushing the bullies. When cynics sneered at her "plain background," a prestigious family claimed her and the national lab hailed her. Reporters swarmed, influencers swooned, and jealous rivals watched their fortunes crumble. Even Asher-the rumored ruthless magnate-softened, murmuring, "Fixed your mess-now be mine."
Serena Vance, an unloved wife, clutched a custom-made red velvet cake to her chest, enduring the cold rain outside an exclusive Upper East Side club. She hoped this small gesture for her husband, Julian, would bridge the growing chasm between them on their third anniversary. But as she neared the VIP suite, her world shattered. Julian's cold, detached voice sliced through the laughter, revealing he considered her nothing more than a "signature on a piece of paper" for a trust fund, mocking her changed appearance and respecting only another woman, Elena. The indifference in his tone was a physical blow, a brutal severance, not heartbreak. She gently placed the forgotten cake on the floor, leaving her wedding ring and a diamond necklace as she prepared to abandon a marriage built on lies. Her old life, once a prison of quiet suffering and constant humiliation, now lay in ruins around her. Three years of trying to be seen, to be loved, were erased by a few cruel words. Why had she clung to a man who saw her as a clause in a will, a "creature," not a wife? The shame and rage hardened her heart, freezing her tears. Returning to an empty penthouse, she packed a single battered suitcase, leaving behind every symbol of her failed marriage. With a burner phone, she dialed a number she hadn't touched in a decade, whispering, "Godfather, I'm ready to come home."
I was dying at the banquet, coughing up black blood while the pack celebrated my step-sister Lydia’s promotion. Across the room, Caleb, the Alpha and my Fated Mate, didn't look concerned. He looked annoyed. "Stop it, Elena," his voice boomed in my head. "Don't ruin this night with your attention-seeking lies." I begged him, telling him it was poison, but he just ordered me to leave his Pack House so I wouldn't dirty the floor. Heartbroken, I publicly demanded the Severing Ceremony to break our bond and left to die alone in a cheap motel. Only after I took my last breath did the truth come out. I sent Caleb the medical records proving Lydia had been poisoning my tea with wolfsbane for ten years. He went mad with grief, realizing he had protected the murderer and rejected his true mate. He tortured Lydia, but his regret couldn't bring me back. Or so he thought. In the afterlife, the Moon Goddess showed me my reflection. I wasn't a wolfless weakling. I was a White Wolf, the rarest and most powerful of all, suppressed by poison. "You can stay here in peace," the Goddess said. "Or you can go back." I looked at the life they stole from me. I looked at the power I never got to use. "I want to go back," I said. "Not for his love. But for revenge." I opened my eyes, and for the first time in my life, my wolf roared.
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