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I pulled a little boy out of the blazing inferno. Right after I handed him to his father, a woman suddenly shoved past me from behind. She threw her arms around the boy in a frenzy, checking every inch of him in sheer panic. The little boy beamed at her. "Mommy, that handsome firefighter saved me!" She looked at him with doting tenderness. "Let's go thank him together, sweetie." As they turned and walked toward me, I fled the scene like a coward. That woman looked identical to Janelle, th

The new intern at the hospital was a classic case of weaponized incompetence disguised as a cute klutz. My mother came in for a simple prescription, but this girl swapped her herbal supplements for a dangerous, concentrated leech extract. Mom had just finished surgery and the internal bleeding from that mistake killed her that same night. Before I could even hold her accountable, Gigi Lane looked at me with those watery, doe-eyed eyes. "Dr. Miller, I'm so sorry... I just thought leeches soun

1. Five years of marriage. Every time my husband, Declan, went out to keep his "first love" company, he would transfer a property into my name. When I had accumulated 99 properties, Declan suddenly realized I had changed. I no longer cried or made a scene. I didn't beg him to stay. I simply chose the most expensive mansion on the list, took the property transfer agreement, and waited quietly for him to sign. Declan signed his name with a flourish. For the first time, a flicker of guilt c

A filthy girl used to stand outside my bakery window, staring at the cakes with hungry eyes. My heart went out to her. Every day, I'd set aside some leftover bread and give it to her for free. One day, she sobbed and begged me, "It's my eighteenth birthday today. Could you please deliver a small cake to my house?" But as soon as I arrived, her disabled father knocked me unconscious with a heavy club. The girl smiled as she looked down at me. "If you stay here, I'll never run out of cake agai

My mother was diagnosed with terminal cancer, leaving her with only three months to live. Before she passed, she told me her final wish was to see me and my husband have a child. She had no idea that my marriage with Asher Vance was already a hollow shell. To fulfill her dying wish, I threw away my pride and begged him. Asher only sneered at me. "To get a child, you'd even curse your own mother with a fake illness? You really are the most selfish woman I know." Later, at my mother's funeral

My girlfriend of three years dropped a massive hint recently. She told me that if I proposed to her on graduation day in front of the entire university, she would finally agree to marry me. I went all out, preparing nine hundred and ninety-nine premium roses and a limited-edition red diamond that was the only one of its kind in the world. I knelt in front of the crowd, heart on my sleeve, but she didn't just turn me down. She publicly humiliated me, calling me a delusional loser who didn't k

It was my son's sixth birthday, and I ordered his favorite takeout as a special treat. The delivery was sent to my husband's secretary's apartment by mistake, and that's how I found his secret. Nine years of a sweet marriage turned out to be nothing but a one-woman show. I handed him the divorce papers without a second thought. He sneered at me. "All this over a takeout order?" Yes. If one delivery is enough to see a man for who he really is, it's more than enough. 1. After hanging up wit

It was our tenth anniversary. Caleb Sterling, the CEO of Sterling Global, announced his newest fragrance at a massive launch party. He stood on the stage and told the world the perfume was named "Vivienne's Grace." Moments later, his secretary, Vivienne Brooks, posted on her social media. "This is the best birthday gift I've ever received. Thank you, Caleb! I'm so touched!" Caleb commented right below her post. "May you stay eighteen forever, uniquely beautiful." I didn't call him in a fr

My mother-in-law demanded a million dollars from me to officially sever her relationship with her son. My heart ached for my husband, Silas, as I watched him scrape every penny together to pay her off. But the moment the money was transferred, he handed me a stack of divorce papers. He claimed he felt too much guilt for everything I had done for him and couldn't bear to look at me anymore. With a hollow heart, I signed. Before the ink was even dry, he was back in his mother's arms, rushing

On my father-in-law's birthday, Janelle's father and her brother stormed onto my film set. They were screaming because I hadn't sent an expensive enough gift. They didn't care that cameras were rolling. They insulted me and shoved me in front of the entire crew. I called Janelle dozens of times. I begged her to talk some sense into them and get them to leave. Every single call went straight to voicemail. Later that night, I saw a post from her junior at work, Hudson Hayes. It was a screensho

1. Declan Vance has worked in Chicago for eight years. Every time he drives back to our home in Naperville from downtown, I have dinner ready and waiting. Even though I know he always stops to see his "first love"―Sienna Miller―before coming home to me. Every time he visits her, he promises me some kind of compensation. It became a routine. A transaction. Until last month, when he gave the company’s only transfer slot for the Chicago headquarters to Sienna. I didn’t scream. I didn’t cry.

I had two childhood best friends who once fought fiercely for my affection, each swearing they would never marry anyone else. Everything changed when Zane was brought into the family. Their eyes never lingered on me again. Even when we were in a horrific car crash, Sonya, a traffic police supervisor, abandoned me while I was critically injured and shoved Zane into the ambulance first. She said, "Zane is too fragile. He has to get to the hospital immediately." I collapsed in a pool of blood

Chapter 1 When Mason confessed his feelings to me, the scholarship kid living off financial aid, his lifelong friend Valerie laughed in my face. "His monthly allowance is more than your grocery budget for an entire year," she sneered. "You don't seriously believe he actually loves you, do you?" I did believe him. I believed him because Mason looked into my eyes and said the words himself. Back then, I was hopelessly naive. I genuinely thought that through sheer hard work, I could bridge the

1 After completing my mission to redeem the tragic second male lead, I found out I was pregnant. He swore he would treat me right for the rest of our days and begged me to stay in his world. So, I gave up my chance to return home. I helped my husband build an empire as the CEO of a publicly traded corporation, gave our child the finest life, and quietly sacrificed everything for this family. Eight years later, the female lead returned to the States. My husband started staying out all night,

Everyone in the city knew the truth about the Princess who had fallen from grace. She was trapped in the lowest of brothels, marked with the indelible brand of a common courtesan. The King, crushed by guilt, would have handed her the entire kingdom if she asked. Yet, she wanted nothing―save for a husband to indulge her, night after endless night. But she was the only one who knew the truth about him. He was no noble consort. He was a monster in a man’s skin, a cruel phantom who broke her spi

1. After the thousand-year war between werewolves and vampires ended, both sides signed the Supernatural Peace Accord, agreeing to rule the world together. The accord stipulated that every hundred years, an interspecies marriage would take place. Human women would be wed to the leading families of the werewolves and vampires. Whichever family produced the first mixed-blood heir would become the rulers of the Supernatural Alliance for the next century. In my past life, I chose to marry Marcus

1. Five years after my law license was revoked, I had become the perfect invisible wife to my husband, Judge Marcus Caldwell. He was ashamed of my criminal record, so he only took my sister, Valerie, to elite events. I just silently ironed his custom-made suits, thinking it was my penance. My son, Leo, a star student at Yale Law, told me to my face that he preferred "Aunt Valerie." She could get him an internship at a top-tier law firm, while I was just a liability on his background checks.

1 My friend, Sarah, acted like we were still in high school, even though we were in college now. When it was time to sign up for the TOEFL, Sarah snatched my phone, claiming I shouldn't be on it during class. Of course, that made me miss the registration deadline. And guess what? She'd already secretly registered herself. I wanted to enter a business competition, but Sarah insisted college was all about academics. She canceled my registration and then went on to win the competition herself

I risked my life to bring his child into this world, thinking it would be the start of a beautiful life with Killian Sterling. I was wrong. It was actually the beginning of my descent into a bottomless abyss. For eight long years, he kept me and our son locked away in that house like prisoners. Everything changed the day his first love, Melody Reed, won a prestigious award for her painting. Killian stood in front of that painting, staring at the figure in the background and smiling for a lon

1. The year Caleb turned seven, I asked Ryan for a divorce. The trigger was just a few brownish-yellow crumbs I found in the crevices of his passenger seat. Before I could even ask what they were, Caleb―my own son―was already looking at me frantically in the rearview mirror, rushing to explain for his father. "Mom, I'm sorry... I made a mess. It was my protein bar..." Ryan glanced in the mirror, his tone casual. "You hear that, Emily? Relax. It's not a big deal." But I couldn't relax. My