Break Up Moving On Quotes

Aria Whitmore spent six years loving Ethan Blackwood, the man she married when he had nothing. She helped build his billion dollar empire, stood by him through storms, and sacrificed her dreams for his dreams. Her reward? Betrayal. When Ethan brought his mistress home and crushed her last hope, Aria demanded a divorce. But Ethan's cold words haunted her: "You can leave, but only when I stop loving you." A tragic accident ended Aria's life or so she thought. Now, reborn three years before their marriage, Aria’s mission is simple: never love Ethan again. This time, she will write her own destiny, rise higher than before, and never let anyone control her heart. But Ethan finds himself dangerously drawn to this new Aria, the one who no longer looks at him with love but with cold indifference. He’s determined to make her fall for him again. But Aria has one rule: Love me, or lose me forever.

A year into our marriage, Timothy Grant suddenly turns abstinent. He builds a private chapel in the villa and always carries a rosary with him. No matter how I tease or tempt him, he stays cold and distant. My seduction attempts don't move him. One night, I stand outside the bathroom door and watch as he releases himself to a photo of another woman. So, Timothy isn't heartless. His heart just doesn't beat for me. I trick him into signing the divorce papers and vanish from his world completely. And yet, I later hear that he is going mad searching for me! The next time we meet is at his uncle's wedding. I wear a white wedding gown, and he looks at me with tear-filled eyes. He just can't bring himself to think of me as his aunt!

‘นาบี’ เด็กสาววัยสิบแปด...ยอมรับภารกิจที่ไม่ควรเป็นของเธอ...เพื่อแลกกับเงินห้าแสนบาท ซึ่งมันคือความหวังเดียวในการรักษาพี่สาวที่กำลังป่วยหนัก... เธอถูกขอร้องจากแม่ของเขาให้เข้าไป ‘แยก’ เขา ออกจากหญิงสาวที่เขารัก โดยไม่มีใครรู้ว่า…ทั้งสองคือพี่น้องร่วมสายเลือดเดียวกัน... ภารกิจสำเร็จ...แต่สิ่งที่หลงเหลือ คือความโกรธแค้นทั้งหมดของเขา ที่ถาโถมใส่เธอเพียงคนเดียว ความเสียใจผลักให้เขาจากไปเรียนต่อต่างประเทศ หายไปจากชีวิตเธอถึงห้าปี พร้อมบาดแผลในใจที่ไม่เคยจาง จนวันที่เขากลับมา...โชคชะตากลับเล่นตลกซ้ำอีกครั้ง เมื่อเขาโคจรไปเจอ ‘พี่สาว’ คนเดิม และความจริงที่ถูกปิดซ่อน กำลังจะทำร้ายเขาซ้ำสอง แม่ของเขาจึงหันมาหาเธออีกครั้ง...ขอร้องให้ช่วย…เป็นครั้งสุดท้าย ด้วยการดึงเธอเข้ามาใกล้ ในตำแหน่งเลขาส่วนตัว แต่ทว่าครั้งนี้...เด็กสาวไร้ทางเลือกในวันนั้น...ไม่หลงเหลืออยู่แล้ว...มีเพียงผู้หญิงคนหนึ่ง...ที่แข็งแกร่งพอจะยืนอยู่ตรงหน้าเขา พร้อมทวงคืนทุกความเจ็บปวดในครั้งก่อน... ที่เธอเคยถูกเขาเหยียบย่ำ และเอาคืนให้สาสม!

Phuture Diaz is a Divine Goddess, but she is transmigrated into a slave during a separate timeline! In a nation known as Union Greenland, her soul is now in another powerful woman named Celie Ward's vessel. Both women are strong spiritual beings, but Phuture is weakened after transmigration with little memory of her past life! She is a prodigy in the world of spirituality and elemental techniques and mastering any technique she can think of in seconds. Follow her journey to finding answers on how to return home, she will be challenged by multiple supernatural fantasy demons, vampires, ghost, and more!

My fiancé and brother hated me for ten years. They firmly believed I had bullied their beloved Linda Lowe. At my engagement party, they exposed my crimes to the world. "She's nothing but a bully who tormented her classmate!" In the viral livestream video, Linda smiled through tears: "I've already forgiven her." "What's done is done. The past is behind us now" She became an overnight sensation. Meanwhile, I was condemned by thousands, attacked with acid by fanatic fans, and in despair, I took us both down together. When I opened my eyes again, I was back in my senior year of high school. Linda was pouring water over her own head while smiling, asking me, "Have you thought about how you'll apologize to me?" I lost it right there. Grabbing her by the hair, I dragged her into the bathroom, shoving her head into the toilet. "Let me show you what real bullying looks like. Since your mouth is so filthy, make sure to wash it clean before you go telling tales."

My father-in-law, George Lane, suffered from a brain aneurysm and fell onto the ground. The floor was covered in his blood. I calmly picked up a mop and wiped the floor clean. As his daughter-in-law, I gave up on saving him within the most critical time. In my last life, I was the first person who found out that George was injured. I immediately got an ambulance and sent him to the hospital. Before the surgery, the hospital required his immediate family member to sign off the consent form. However, when I asked my husband, Brian Lane to come to the hospital to sign that document, he thought that I was acting out of jealousy because he was spending time with his first-love. He thought I was making an excuse to get him home, so he refused to go to the hospital. In the end, George passed away as he did not receive the treatment on time. Brian did not manage to see George for the last time, and he blamed it all on me. He then hacked me to death. “It’s your fault! My dad was so old, and you didn’t take good care of him as a daughter-in-law! Since you’re not doing your part when he’s alive, then you should continue your duties as a daughter-in-law in hell!” When I opened my eyes, I found myself on the day when George died again.

I was dying soon. However, both of my childhood friends, who swore to protect me forever, did not realize that. It was because they were busy throwing a celebration party for their junior from the research lab. I went through hardships and got infected by this incurable virus to retrieve this special seaweed from the deep sea. However, that junior claimed that she was the one who got the seaweed! My childhood friends, whom I had known for decades, believed her. Due to their accusations, I became the evil senior who was taking credit for a junior’s work. I wanted to explain, but they said, “Mandy Smith is a good kid. Why would she lie?” “You’re busy playing tricks and acting like a pick-me girl instead of focusing on your research. Trust me, I’m going to get you removed by our supervisor.” After I was discharged from the hospital, I left the research lab and disappeared just like they wanted. However, they started to desperately look for me.

I hate them weak: the heroine of the story. I was one in mine but never again! I had vowed that until I stumbled upon an annoying book. A chubby weak heroine brutally rejected by her mate, the arrogant Alpha. “If I were that Luna, I would make that Alpha beg on his knees—on and off the ice.” I typed bitterly. But the universe mocked me, it made a”bet” with me and the next morning, I woke up in the webtoon as Avri, the weak heroine. Would I truly be able to bend the arrogant Alpha Killian on his knees? Who would win, the universe or I ? What Ancient secret lies between Alpha Killian and i?

After eight years together, I've proposed to my boyfriend 108 times. Each time, he found a different excuse to turn me down. On the 109th try, I give up a promotion and transfer opportunity. Finally, he said yes. I think he's moved by my sincerity. But instead, he brings his first love into our marital home and falls into our bed with her. "I only proposed to her to spite you. If you just say the word, I'll dump her at the altar and marry you instead!" Staring at the scene before me, I take the tight engagement ring off my finger and toss it down the drain. I decide to call off the wedding before he can. But after I walk away, the man who swore he'd marry someone else went crazy searching for me everywhere.

Ever since my CEO husband returned from his business trip, he's been acting strange. His hugs are stiff, and his kisses are empty. Even when we're intimate, something just feels off. When I ask him why, he just smiles and says he's tired from work. But everything falls into place the moment I see his first love stepping out of his Maybach, her body covered in hickeys. That's when I finally give up. I don't argue or cry. I just smile… and tear up the 99th love coupon. Once, he wrote me a hundred love letters. On our wedding day, we made a promise—those letters would become 100 love coupons. As long as there were coupons left, I'd grant him anything he asked. Over the four years of our marriage, every time he left me for his first love, he'd cash in one. But what he doesn't know is that there are only two left.