Beautiful Time

Seavora City, Carmoria. Nathan Ziegler's side chick, Sophie, was melting down—again. He shoved the divorce papers at me. "Just sign. It's for show. Gotta keep her calm." I clutched my dress, gave a small nod, and signed. No fuss. No scene. As I turned to leave, one of his buddies snorted, "Joelle's way too obedient. Bet she'd fetch the divorce decree if you asked." Nathan lit a cigarette, smirking. "Wanna bet?" To them, I was still the silent pushover. The girl who'd cry in court but still do what she's told. Trade one paper for another—marriage for divorce. I stared at my phone. The message I'd received earlier: [Why don't you just marry me?] I typed back: [Okay.]

"Hubby, kiss me. I miss you so much. When are you coming home?" Out of nowhere, I received a text. The sender was the cold, untouchable CEO who was currently scolding us in a meeting, Veronica Starling. What shocked me even more was the timestamp on the message. It was sent five years in the future.

The year was 1934; I was twenty-two years old. I never thought of myself as anything special. I was barely making it through the Great Depression. There were many days I lived off of scraps. I was the king of odd jobs, just enough to get by. I had done it all, from being a field hand to a miner. It all changed one night when I stumbled across a traveling circus, Cirque du Lune. I had never seen such a sight. Instead of the usual menagerie, this circus was overrun with wolves. There was one performer who caught my eye; it was as if an angel had descended from heaven on a silk ribbon.

Everyone is envious of me for having someone like Dominic Cruz, who's love-brained, as a husband-to-be. He's rich, handsome, and highly educated. I smile without saying anything, but I nod happily. However, on the day I'm misdiagnosed, he goes missing. He's so engrossed in his secret lover that he forgets all about me. So, I jilt him before he can do it to me. I turn him into the city's laughingstock. Later, I hear that he drinks the bar dry every night. He scours Marina City but fails to find his missing bride.

Payak na pamumuhay ang mayroon si Xariel Cassandra Fumidor kasama ng kaniyang mga anak. Ngunit isang dukha lamang siya at hirap na kumakayod sa pamumuhay upang matustusan ang kanilang mga pangangailangan. Rumaraket ito ngunit hindi pa rin iyon sapat. Kaya naman pinasok nito ang posisyong sekretarya sa Alvarez's Company nang siya ay matanggap doon. Ngunit hindi niya lubos akalaing ang magiging boss niya ay ang dati nitong asawa na si Nathan Antonio Alvarez. Muli silang pinagtagpo ng tadhana. Ngunit maibabalik kaya nila ang dating tamis ng kanilang pag-iibigan kung may mga anak na ito habang ang lalaki naman ay engaged na? Muli bang mamahalin ni Nathan ang dati nitong asawa na nilisan siya o mananatili sa piling ng kaniyang kasintahan na siyang nariyan na simula pa noong mga panahong nasasaktan siya?

Terlahir dari seorang selir, Qing Yuwen tumbuh jauh dari istana, ditakdirkan hanya sebagai panglima perang, bukan pewaris takhta. Namun, ketika titah Kaisar memaksanya menikahi Han Jiali, mantan tunangan pangeran mahkota, Yuwen menyadari pernikahan itu hanyalah awal dari intrik yang lebih berbahaya. Dari percobaan pembunuhan hingga jebakan politik, Yuwen terpaksa menghadapi kenyataan pahit: satu-satunya cara melindungi orang-orang yang dicintainya, termasuk ibunya dan Jiali, adalah dengan merebut kekuasaan yang seharusnya tidak pernah menjadi miliknya.

My husband's childhood sweetheart is a fake heiress. She and I are abducted at the same time. But when my husband, a doctor, arrives at the scene of the abduction with a medical team, he chooses to save her first. My legs have been broken, and I struggle to stay afloat in the ocean. I'm on the brink of death, and I beg him to save me and the child in my belly. He merely looks at me. Before leaving, he almost generously helps me call 911. Then, he says, "It's disgusting that you're lying about being pregnant just to save yourself. I've repaid you for saving my life—come to the hospital later today to sign the divorce papers." After listening to his words, I remove the hearing aid from my right ear with a trembling hand.

I'm the only heir to the wealthiest conglomerate in the world. My father, Tyrone Ferguson, is extremely powerful and has forces from both the underworld and the legal world eating out of his palm. But I witness my girlfriend, Vivian Vega, giving a "Voluntary Transfer of Body Ownership" contract to my arch nemesis, Richard Larkin, at our engagement ceremony. "Don't be mad at us, Isaac." Vivian shows me the contract, her tone still light and casual. "I love you, so I'll reserve my most treasured virginity for you. I will always be your wife, but I want to give the ownership of my body to Richard." "The hell are you on about?" With a deep frown on my face, I attempt to pull Vivian away from Richard, only to get pushed away by the latter. Vivian quickly moves to stand in front of Richard, her brows tangled into a frown. "Stop being so narrow-minded, Isaac! I'm free to give anyone my body!" She then stands on her tiptoes to kiss Richard right in front of me. At that moment, I become the biggest joke in elite society. Before the mass media begins spreading the news, I send out a text message calmly. "There's no need to help cover up for the Vega family's shady businesses anymore."

🎯เมื่อเพื่อนพี่ชายดันตกหัวใจของเธอตั้งแต่ครั้งแรกที่สบตา เธอจึงลุกขึ้นมาคิดหาวิธีการร้อยแปดเพื่อทำให้เขา‘เป็นของเธอ‘!!!📌📌“คิดดีแล้วหรอ…ถึงได้กล้าเดินเข้ามาหาฉัน?” “ทำไมไดต้องคิดให้ปวดสมองด้วยคะ?” “ไอ้เดมมันไม่เคยเตือนเธอ..?”

I had a perception disorder that messed with how I saw and felt stuff. So when I got dropped into a horror game, everyone else freaked out trying to survive— Me? I thought I was in a dating sim. I raised a young fae like she was my kid, fell for the vampire count, and treated the undead like my in-laws. The first time I saw the vampire—face torn up, soaked in blood—I straight-up blushed. "You're really handsome." He froze. Then, low and uncertain: "Am I... really handsome?"