10 Year Gap

I jump off the seventh floor on my wedding day. Why? Because everyone has abandoned me to pick up a fake heiress from the airport, my fiancé included. I expect to see them riddled with heartbreak and regret after my death. However, my father merely shakes his head stoically and looks at my body while saying I was too willful. My mother bites her lip and sighs in relief. My fiancé, Magnus Gilmore, shields the fake heiress. He's afraid she'll see the horrible state of my body. The fake heiress is scared to tears at this, and everyone crowds around her to console her. No one cares whether I'm still breathing while lying in a pool of blood. I'm stunned when I see this, but I soon laugh self-deprecatingly. When I open my eyes again, I've been brought back seven years in the past. It's the day I've just stepped foot at home.

~~~~~ NYRA ~~~~~ “Jayden! For heaven’s sake, we can’t make love. I’m way above your age!!” “We both know we want this,” he whispered against my earlobes, his fingers crawling under my skin. He doesn't want to take no for an answer. “You’ve been my secret crush right from when I met you, up until now.” ——— I was supposed to marry the man I’d loved since I was a child. But one brutal truth destroyed everything and I walked away from the altar — humiliated, broken, and alone. That night, my world fell apart again. But when I opened my eyes in the hospital, the first thing I saw was Jayden Sterlings. A twenty-five-year-old. Intelligent. Insufferably arrogant and far too young for me. Yet— somehow, he’s dangerously charming for my mental health. He offered me protection when I needed it most. “A secret marriage with no emotions and no strings attached. Just my own safety.” But living under the same roof with Jayden is dangerous in a different way. The kind that tempts you to forget every rule you’d sworn you’d follow. His touch burns through every wall I’ve built around myself. His voice makes my heart race too fast. And the way he looks at me makes me completely forget my own name. But when a terrifying secret about Jayden comes to the surface, I'm left with a difficult choice. Walking away from everything again… Or falling for the man I was never supposed to want.

On New Year's Eve, I returned home. At the welcome party, my boyfriend, Grayson Caldwell, suddenly appeared, holding a bouquet of red roses and a diamond ring, dropping to one knee. "Although this proposal comes a full three years late, our love will never be late," he said. "Alexa, marry me!" Friends cheered from the sidelines, all expecting me to nod through tears and say yes. But they had forgotten that three years ago, on New Year's Eve, he had promised to propose. That night, I dressed to the nines and waited until dawn—but he never showed up. Instead, there was only a cold phone call. "Tanya is sick. I'm busy taking care of her. You'll have to wait a little longer for the proposal." And so, on New Year's Day, I left the country alone, bound by a family-arranged marriage. I had already married someone else three years ago.

In my tenth year of marriage, my old childhood friend, Joshua Sears, posts a photo on social media. Both Joshua and my wife, Sabrina Lawson, are hugging his son, Andy Sears, and my daughter, Tiana Jenkins, in it. The four of them look very close to each other. The caption accompanying the post says, "Blessed to have the perfect son and daughter." I leave a comment below the post, saying, "Looking good together." A few seconds later, the post is deleted. The next morning, Sabrina rushes home and yells at me. "Ashton Jenkins! Joshua was finally feeling better for once. Why did you have to trigger him again?" Tiana shoves me hard and snaps in an accusatory tone, "It's all your fault that Andy's crying now!" I take out a copy of the divorce agreement and slam it down before them. "Yes, it's all my fault. That's why I'm stepping out of the picture now. Then, the four of you can form the wholesome family you've always wanted."

I married Dario Vellari in place of the true Salvatore heiress. Dario was the only heir of the Vellari Famiglia, the one with the severe PTSD. Five years of marriage. He never slept with me. Then Bianca came home from Boston, the real heiress, and everything changed. In front of her, Dario reined in his temper. The rooms he had never let me enter, the things he had never let me touch - Bianca walked through them as if they were her own. I thought, then, that I was finished caring for Dario. But after I left, he scoured every corner of the northern hemisphere looking for me. Said if the bride wasn’t me, he would never marry at all.

Tili percaya pernikahannya dengan Theo, Duke of Greybone, sudah bahagia. Theo bersikap lembut dan perhatian, tidak pernah memperlakukannya dengan buruk. Tidak ada skandal—hanya kehidupan bangsawan yang tenang dan teratur. Hingga sebuah bayangan datang padanya. Serupa ilusi, memperlihatkan sisi Theo yang tidak seharusnya ada. Tili ingin menyangkalnya, namun satu per satu bayangan itu menjadi nyata—dan melukainya. Menolak membiarkan takdir berubah menjadi kehancuran, Tili memilih pergi lebih dulu. Namun mengapa Theo tak mau melepaskannya? Dan haruskah Tili menerima uluran tangan Caelan—seorang pangeran yang datang menawarkan bantuan, sementara ia tak tahu sandiwara apa yang sedang ia mainkan?

Setahun setelah bercerai, mantan suamiku, Harvey Ferdian tiba-tiba menyebut namaku di grup obrolan. [Sudah cukup lama kita saling diam. Pulanglah, ayo kita rujuk.] Aku membalas [Kamu nggak gila, 'kan?] Melihat itu, semua orang mulai mencoba mendamaikan kami. Harvey bertanya lagi. [Selama aku nggak ada, apa yang kamu lakukan?] Aku melihat pria di sampingku yang sedang menidurkan anak, lalu mengetik singkat [Sedang menjalani masa nifas.] Grup yang semula ramai langsung menjadi hening. Harvey marah dan meneleponku 108 kali, semuanya aku abaikan. Dia marah, tetapi gadis yang dulu sangat mencintainya, kini bukan lagi miliknya.

Jessica Albert did everything to support her husband but when his first love returned, Dylan changed. Do you think Jessica will agree to leave her marriage? Find out.

Sinta adalah gadis yatim piatu yang diadopsi oleh keluarga sederhana. Ia memiliki saudara angkat yang bernama Sarah. Selama ini Sarah menjalin hubungan asmara dengan salah seorang pewaris Perkebunan dan Perusahaan Teh yang bernama Fadli, karena merasa Fadli sangat posesif kepadanya membuat Sarah mengambil keputusan untuk mengakhiri hubungannya tersebut, hal itu ia ungkapkan secara terus terang kepada Fadli pada saat mereka bertemu, karena merasa sangat mencintai Sarah tentu saja Fadli menolak untuk berpisah, ia berusaha untuk meyakinkan Sarah agar tetap menjalin kasih dengannya, namun Sarah tetap bersikukuh dengan keputusannya itu, setelah kejadian tersebut Fadlipun sering menelfon dan mengatakan bahwa ia akan bunuh diri jika Sarah tetap pada pendiriannya itu. Sarah beranggapan bahwa apa yang dilakukan oleh Fadli hanyalah sebuah gertakan dan ancaman belaka, namun ternyata ia salah karena beberapa hari kemudian telah diberitakan di sebuah surat kabar bahwa Fadli meninggal dengan cara gantung diri, bahkan di halaman pertama surat kabar tersebut juga terlihat dengan jelas mayat Fadli sedang memegang sebuah kalung yang liontinnya berbentuk huruf S, tentu saja adik Fadli yang bernama Fero memburu siapa sebenarnya pemilik kalung tersebut?, karena ia meyakini bahwa pemilik kalung itu pasti ada hubungannya dengan kematian kakaknya. Akankah Fero berhasil menemukan siapa pemilik kalung tersebut?, dan apakah yang dilakukan oleh Fero itu adalah tindakan yang tepat?, karena pemilik dan pemakai kalung yang di temukan pada mayat Fadli adalah 2 orang yang berbeda. Setelah menemukan keberadaan sosok yang dicarinya selama ini, maka Fero berusaha untuk menarik perhatiannya bahkan menikahinya secara sah menurut hukum dan agama. Lalu siapakah sebenarnya wanita yang sudah dinikahi oleh Fero, apakah Sarah ataukah Sinta?, dan apa sebenarnya tujuan Fero melakukan hal tersebut?, akankah pernikahannya itu tetap langgeng atau malah sebaliknya harus berakhir?, banyak sekali tragedi yang akan terjadi di novel ini. Simak terus hingga akhir episode ya My Dear Readers, Thank You All!

Alpha Kael Blackthorn’s childhood sweetheart was pregnant. On the night of our ninth anniversary, he brought her home and spoke as if assigning ordinary household matters. “She’s carrying a pureblood heir. Her appetite is delicate, so her meals can’t repeat.” “She startles easily at night. Clear out your things and move into the guest room.” I said nothing. I picked up the suitcase I had packed long ago and walked toward the door. The house steward looked ready to stop me, but Kael only laughed. “Let her go.” “She won’t last three days before she comes crawling back.” That made everyone laugh. Right in front of me, they placed a ten-million wager that I would be back before morning, begging him to let me in. After all, for nine years, no matter how much he hurt me, I always came back. But this time, the black sedan outside had already been arranged. This time, I was really leaving.