Arti Fake Darling

Até que ponto meu marido já me amou um dia? Naquela época, para poder se casar comigo, ele me pediu em casamento noventa e nove vezes. Somente na centésima vez, fui finalmente tocada por sua tenacidade. Tornei-me a Sra. Menezes, invejada por todos em Cidade Solmar. No dia do nosso casamento, dei a ele noventa e nove cupons de perdão. Combinamos que, enquanto esses cupons de perdão não fossem todos usados, eu permaneceria sempre ao seu lado. Em cinco anos de casamento, cada vez que ele saía para encontrar seu antigo amor, um cupom de perdão era usado. Quando ele usou o 97º cupom, ele de repente percebeu que eu havia mudado. Eu não chorava mais, nem implorava para que ele ficasse. Só quando ele perdia a cabeça por sua secretária, encantadora e ingênua, eu perguntava baixinho: — Se você vai ficar com ela, posso usar um cupom de perdão? O homem hesitou por um momento, e uma rara brandura surgiu em seu coração: — Tudo bem, de qualquer forma, só usei uns sessenta e poucos. Pode usar se quiser. Eu assenti com um murmúrio e o deixei ir. Ele não sabia que aquele era o 97º cupom de perdão que usava. Restavam apenas dois dos nossos cupons de perdão.

After my parents died, the family went bankrupt, leaving my brother and me with a large sum of debt. To pay it off, he became a haunted-house test sleeper, while I acted as a corpse on film sets. For five years, we worked tirelessly, not daring to rest a single day—and still, the debt wasn't cleared. By the end of the year, only 13 thousand dollars remained. Gritting my teeth, I signed up as a clinical trial volunteer. When it was over, I dragged 13 thousand dollars in cash, brimming with joy, to show my brother. But I found him frowning, on the phone. "Dad, Mom, Lily's doing well. Have fun abroad," he said. "She's stopped spending recklessly. The punishment ends next year." What? Our parents weren't dead? Our family wasn't bankrupt? The five years of hardship, every ounce of struggle—I'd endured it all as punishment for my love of spending. My smile froze on my face. My stomach churned violently. A mouthful of fresh blood spilled out.

เมื่อความรักจบลงทำให้ทั้งคู่กลายเป็นเพียงแค่แฟนเก่า แต่วันหนึ่งพวกเขาต้องวนกลับมาพบกันอีกครั้งในฐานะของ 'คู่หมั้น' คนหนึ่งเลิกรัก คนหนึ่งรักไม่เลิก เธอ - ยอมเพราะครอบครัว เขา - ยอมเพราะเธอ

On the day of my wedding anniversary, I was cleaning my house when I found a picture album. As it turned out, my husband had been religiously taking pictures with the girl of his dreams every year on this precise date. He had been doing it since he was forty years old and he was now sixty years old. His hair had progressed from a jet black to a faded white and yet, he kept up the tradition. There was a written message in his handwriting at the back of the picture that read, “Eternal Love.” Since he doesn't love me, I will no longer bother washing his clothes and cooking for him. I will no longer care for his children and grandchildren. I may have foolishly wasted half of my life, but it was not too late to make a change.

My mate, Theo Burke, dies in a fight. Our son, Jax Burke, has now lost his father. Liam Burke, Theo's twin older brother, consoles me by saying, "I will treat Jax like my own son." He keeps his word, taking excellent care of Mia Parker, his mate, and me. However, I happen to overhear a conversation he has with a witch, Agatha Rune. "Give me more of that potion that masks my scent. I can't let Olivia find out that I'm Theo." This is how I find out that my mate isn't dead after all. He has simply adopted Liam's identity and now spends every night in bed with Mia next door. In order to get an heir with a purer bloodline, he assumes the identity of his dead twin brother and breeds with Mia. What he doesn't know is that I'm the daughter of the most powerful Alpha King in the Southern Woodlands. As it stands, a far superior bloodline flows in Jax's veins.

Elle avait tout pour briller : un talent rare, un avenir prometteur, une lumière que personne ne pouvait ignorer. Mais par amour, elle a tout sacrifié. Pour lui, elle s'est effacée. Pour lui, elle a renoncé à ses rêves. Pendant cinq ans, elle est devenue l'épouse silencieuse, discrète, transparente. Celle qui attend patiemment un regard, un geste, un mot tendre qui ne vient jamais. Il ne l'a jamais vraiment aimée. Elle n'était qu'un réconfort, un visage familier en attendant le retour de l'autre. Quand son ex-petite amie refait surface, il la rejette sans hésitation. « Divorçons. Tu n'as jamais été qu'un substitut. » Mais la douleur lui révèle l'horreur : les « vitamines » qu'il lui donnait chaque jour n'étaient que des pilules contraceptives. Il lui a volé bien plus que son temps. Il lui a volé son choix. Elle part sans un cri, sans une larme. Et des années plus tard, elle renaît. Brillante. Libre. Accomplie. Lui ? Il regrette. Il la cherche. Il veut la reconquérir. Mais comment rattraper celle qu'on a laissée partir… quand elle n'a plus aucune raison de revenir ?

Kehidupan SMA Aura yang acakadut tambah berantakan saat pulang bersama sahabat kakaknya, Bayu, yang juga mengajar di sekolahnya sebagai guru Bahasa Perancis. Mereka yang lapar di jam tanggung, melipir menikmati jajanan sore dan menemukan bayi yang masih merah di semak Taman Komplek. Aura dan Bayu lalu saling tuduh untuk merawat bayi itu. Bukannya menemukan solusi, mereka malah dinikahkan karena dituduh sebagai orang tua asli bayi oleh warga setempat karena rekaman mencurigakan CCTV. Apa yang terjadi selanjutnya? Bisakah mereka mengasuh bayi itu bersama? Benarkah setelah menikah Bayu yang semprul bisa menjadi suami sempurna seperti slogan hidupnya, ‘I Will to Be Perfect Husband’? Atau malah sebaliknya jadi ‘PerFAKE Husband’? Ikuti terus ceritanya...

When my daughter, Lily Gage, has a parent-teacher meeting going on, she requests that my wife, Melody Hutton, and I attend it. Yet, Melody doesn't inform me about the meeting. Instead, she takes her secretary, Benjamin Carter, to the meeting. After the meeting, Melody explains that she doesn't have the heart to interrupt me, seeing as I'm too busy with work. In order to maintain the peace of this family, I decide to endure Melody's shenanigans just this once. But one day, Lily has gotten into a fight with another student at school. By the time I arrive, I witness Benjamin dealing with the situation with Lily in his arms. After asking Lily's teacher for more information, I find out that Lily has actually changed an emergency contact. Apparently, she has filled in Benjamin's contact information in the father's column. Also, Melody has given her permission for Lily to make the change. At that moment, I've lost all interest in staying in this family. That night, I bring up divorce in front of Melody. She just smiles mockingly at me. "So, you want to get divorced just because Benjamin's an emergency contact now?" "That's right."

Three days before our wedding, my fiancé, Raphael Russo, was killed in a gang shootout. They didn't even find a body. As I was drowning in grief, comments suddenly flashed before my eyes: 【Wake up, girl! the coffin's empty! He faked his death! The scumbag ran off to be with that scheming bitch chloe, the one pretending to be sick!】 【While you're crying your eyes out at the funeral, Raphael is fucking Chloe’s brains out in a hotel bed.】 【When he comes back, he'll claim he has amnesia. You won't know a thing and you'll forgive him. You poor thing…】 A month later, news of my marriage to Mafia Don Marcello Falcone spread through New York. Raphael’s right-hand man cornered me, furious. “How could you betray the Boss?” I tightened my grip on Marcello’s arm and smiled. “A girl can’t mourn forever, can she? I’m sure Raphael, in spirit, would be happy for me.”

Pour Isabelle, ce jour devait être le plus beau. Mais il est devenu le pire, celui qui a basculé son monde. La trahison de son fiancé a brisé son cœur alors qu’il venait à peine de lui jurer un amour éternel. Cette blessure fut si profonde qu’elle faillit l’emporter, la contraignant à disparaître, à changer d’identité et à vivre loin de tout, même de son bien-aimé Clément. Quatre ans plus tard, celle qui se fait désormais appeler Rachelle revient, animée par une seule obsession : se venger de celui qui est responsable de son sort. Mais son plan prend une tournure inattendue dès son retour lorsqu’elle croise le chemin de Clément. À sa stupéfaction, il la reconnaît instantanément, refusant de croire à sa nouvelle vie. « Même si tu reviens avec une autre identité, je sais que tu m’aimes toujours », dit Clément d’un ton amusé en la serrant fort dans ses bras. « Lâchez-moi, monsieur. Je m’appelle Rachelle, et non Isabelle », rétorque-t-elle, furieuse, en essayant de se dégager. « Je t’ai toujours mieux connue que toi-même. Que ces quelques années loin de moi ne te trompent pas : tu es mon Isabelle, l’amour de ma vie », insiste-t-il en resserrant son étreinte. « Plus jamais je ne te laisserai partir. Tu es à moi, et à moi seul. » Tiraillée entre sa soif de vengeance et les sentiments tumultueux que sa présence réveille, Rachelle/Isabelle se retrouve à un carrefour. Parviendra-t-elle à mener à bien sa revanche, ou l’emprise persistante de Clément et le passé qu’ils ont partagé auront-ils raison de sa colère ? Son retour marquera-t-il la fin de leur histoire d’amour, ou le début d’un nouveau chapitre, forgé dans le pardon ou la destruction ?