Bonsai Money Tree

Evelina Russel adalah putri kerajaan Romagna yang menikah dengan Grand Duke utara. di pernikahan yang di dasari oleh perjodohan itu, Evelina kira ia akan hidup bahagia. sayang nya ia hanya mendapatkan pengkhianatan dari suaminya sang Grand Duke

I died on my birthday, but neither my parents nor my husband noticed. They were too busy pouring all their attention into planning my twin sister, Esme Shaw's, birthday party. While she was surrounded by people helping her pick out a gown, I was tied up and thrown into the basement. With what little strength I had left, I forced my broken fingers to press in the code—9395. It was a signal my husband, Edwin Grant, and I had once agreed on. It was a straightforward way to call for help in the event of danger. I never thought I would actually need it one day. But when I sent it, he didn't believe me. His reply was cold, "Claudia, just because I didn't take you shopping for a new dress, you've decided to put on a show? "You can still wear last year's gown. Stop making trouble. I'll see you at the party later." What he didn't know was that Esme had already shredded that gown into pieces. And what he couldn't imagine was that the moment after he hung up, I was already gone. So, when the celebration began, I never appeared. But when everyone saw the birthday gift I had prepared for Esme ahead of time, the entire room lost its mind.

Berharap memiliki keluarga yang utuh dan bahagia bersama Juan, Dahlia sanggup menahan omelan dan hinaan sang ibu mertua. Sebutan si Gendut, style gembel, dan perempuan mandul, seolah biasa terdengar selama setahun pernikahannya. Tepat di hari kepulangan Juan, Dahlia mendapati suaminya itu memadu kasih dengan sahabat karibnya sendiri—Nila, di kamar mereka. Adapun sang ibu mertua malah menyalahkan Dahlia. “Kenapa Ibu diam aja setelah tau Mas Juan selingkuh?” tanya Dahlia lirih sambil menutup mulutnya menahan tangis. “Salah sendiri jadi istri nggak guna. Nggak cantik, gila jabatan, eh mandul pula!” jawab sang ibu mertua tanpa belas kasihan. Bagaimanakah Dahlia bertahan dengan pengkhianatan dan kesakitannya dari orang-orang terdekatnya itu?

"Aku pulang, Nis. Aku kangen banget sama kamu... Ayo, kita nikah," sebut Adimas pelan pada wanita yang dirindukannya. Adimas Sagala kembali setelah tujuh tahun lamanya meninggalkan Anissa dengan segala situasi yang menghancurkan hidupnya. Reuni SMA yang tidak pernah Anissa datangi selama ini malah mempertemukannya lagi dengan sang cinta pertama. Akankah Anissa bisa menerima kehadiran Adimas kembali setelah keadaan berubah? Apa Adimas juga bisa menepati janjinya untuk membahagiakan Anissa setelah merangkai hati Anissa yang sudah hancur? *** Baca juga karya lainnya dari saya: 1. Istri Kecilku Bos Mafia 2. Ibu Susu Anak Pria Miskin Selamat membaca...

Berawal ketika Sammy kecil bertemu dan meminta bantuan seorang wanita penjual bunga. Hati bocah kecil ini tertuju pada Viona, seorang wanita pemberani dan protektif layaknya seorang ibu pada anaknya. Menemukan sosok ibu yang selama ini dicarinya, Sammy merengek kepada ayahnya, Joe Clayton. “Ayah, aku ingin Bibi Bee menjadi ibuku!” rengek Samuel Clayton. “Jadilah ibu bagi anakku atau aku akan meratakan toko bungamu dengan tanah.” Joe Clayton mengancam. 'Apa-apaan ini?! Kamu pikir kamu siapa?! Viona mengumpat dalam hati. Apakah Viona bersedia menjadi ibu tiri Sammy? Dan bagaimana jika identitas asli Viona diketahui oleh Joe dan terbongkar?

Dikenal sebagai iblis wanita, sahabat malaikat maut, dan banyak lagi sebutan terkutuk untuk pewaris kelompok gangster sepertinya adalah hal biasa. Tapi tidak ada yang tahu jika Maia memiliki satu mimpi kecil yang konyol. Dia ingin memiliki hidup sederhana bersama suami dan anak yang dicintainya jika Tuhan memberinya kehidupan kedua. Maia mengganggap Tuhan sedang bosan saat menghidupkannya kembali setelah perang antar klan. Maia terbangun dalam tubuh wanita lain, seorang selebriti populer yang meninggal dalam penyesalan hidupnya. Mampukah Maia si wanita terkutuk memainkan perannya sebagai istri dan ibu yang baik menggantikan posisi sang selebriti? *** Baca juga karya saya: 1. Gelora Cinta Bos Berondong Manisku 2. Mantanmu Jadi Istri Bos 3. Istri Rahasia Presdir 4. Mantanku Gagal Move On 5. Ibu Susu Anak Pria Miskin 6. Istri Kecilku Bos Mafia

When my husband threatened me with divorce for the hundredth time, demanding I sacrifice myself for my sister, I did not cry or make a scene. I simply signed my name on the divorce papers and willingly handed over the man I had loved for ten years to my sister. A few days later, my sister spoke recklessly at a banquet and offended a powerful family. Once again, I stepped forward to take responsibility, bearing all the consequences in her place. When they later proposed that I become a test subject for my sister's drug research, I gladly accepted. Mom and Dad said I had finally grown into someone mature and responsible. Even my cold husband stood by my hospital bed and, for the first time in so long, gently stroked my cheek. He said tenderly, "Don't be afraid. The experiment won't be life-threatening. When you get out, I'll cook you a big meal." However, he did not know that regardless of whether the experiment was dangerous or not, he did not have to wait for me because I was already dying from a terminal illness.

I've been in a relationship with my brother's best friend, Emilio Slater, for three years, but he's never been willing to make our relationship public. Still, I never doubt his love for me. After all, he's been with 99 women before, yet he stops looking at anyone else because of me. Even if I have a slight cold, he drops billion-dollar projects and rushes home to take care of me. But on my birthday, when I'm excitedly preparing to share the news of my pregnancy with Emilio, he forgets my birthday for the first time and vanishes without a trace. The housekeeper tells me he's gone to pick up someone important from the airport. I rush there and see him holding flowers, his face full of nervous anticipation, waiting for a woman—one who looks strikingly like me. Later, my brother tells me she's Emilio's first love, the one he can never forget. Emilio defied his parents for her, and he fell apart after she dumped him. He sought out 99 women who resembled her to fill the void. My brother speaks with admiration for Emilio's deep devotion, unaware that I'm one of those stand-ins. I watch Emilio and his first love for a long, long time. Then, I return to the hospital without hesitation. "Doctor, I don't want this child anymore."

I've planned seven wedding ceremonies in total, and not once has my fiance, Zachary Gardner, ever shown up for it. The first time, his adopted younger sister, Louise Foster, bursts into tears because she lost her passport at the airport. It was the dead of winter, but he dumped me by the side of the road and left me. The second time, Louise's dog sprained its ankle. Zachary stuffed the ring back into its box and rushed to the animal hospital to accompany her. Every time I argue with him about it, he declares nonchalantly, "We can get married anytime, but I can't let Louise be upset." Everyone around us agrees with him, saying that we're all family anyway, so I shouldn't be so petty. None of them has seen Zachary and Louise kissing fiercely on the dance floor. Today is the seventh wedding ceremony. Once again, he turns to leave after getting a call. I grab the corner of his shirt and say in a choked voice, "If you leave this time, Zachary, I won't marry you anymore." He stops in his tracks and peels off my fingers. "Wait for me," he says before rushing off. What he doesn't know is that this time, I won't be waiting for him any longer.

In our five years of marriage, I had given in to my husband, John, for a grand total of three times. The first time was during my pregnancy. He had taken his ex-girlfriend Stacy, who had once taken three bullets for him, back home and cared for her. When I became angry, he immediately sent her away once she recovered. The second time was after childbirth, when I was ready to return to work. To repay a favor, he gave the position I had worked years for to Stacy. He said it was so I could rest well. I looked at my son, who needed me, and I conceded. The third time was during our son’s birthday. In front of the entire company, he had announced that Stacy was his wife, all so she could establish herself in the company. I gave him two choices: divorce or send her away. Without hesitation, he chose the latter and immediately sent her abroad. The fourth time was when my father suddenly had a heart attack and urgently needed surgery. He disappeared again. I searched everywhere for him to cover the hospital expenses, and I finally discovered that he had gone to the airport to pick up a pregnant Stacy, who was returning to the country. Because of that, my father missed the best chance for treatment and died. I was done giving in. I disguised the divorce agreement as our son’s medical bill and tricked him into signing it. No compensation or apology would matter. I did not wish to have him near my son or myself again.