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My husband, Fabian Hunt, is a neurologist. To spend the rest of his life with his colleague, Yelena Walker, he's been working day and night in the lab for the last three months. Finally, he succeeds in developing an experimental drug that can erase memories. I happen to see his tablet one day. He forgets to log out of his account, so I go through his chat history. Yelena: "Fabe, when can we finally be together without hiding?" Fabian: "Darling, just wait a little longer. Once I switch Anya's vitamin pills for the experimental drug, she'll lose her memory. After that, she'll ask for a divorce herself, and I won't have to take any blame." In an instant, I feel a chill run down my spine. So, he's willing to erase my memories of our time together just to get me to leave him. Since that's the case, I'll give the adulterous pair what they want. But when I start to forget one anniversary after another, Fabian asks me in a panic, "Anya, how can you forget everything about me?"

Due to the change in my work location, I'd already informed Paul Miller, my part-time helper, to look for a job elsewhere three months ago. Back then, Paul had agreed to do so immediately. But when I'm about to move out of my old home, he made an absurd request to me. "I've spent so many years working for you to the bone. According to this industry's rules, you have to take care of me for the rest of my life. But if you refuse to do that, you can pay me a pension of ten thousand dollars every month." I'm stunned, to say the least. Did I hire a part-time helper, or did I find myself a financial burden instead? I turn Paul down immediately, so he decides to take a step back. "If you don't want to pay me, then give me this house of yours. I can't just leave without anything, right? It'll just show how petty of an employer you are. If not, I'll humiliate you in the group chat!" Fury floods my senses immediately. Fine. Let's see who will get humiliated here!

It was about time because my dad got a new girlfriend and said he wanted us to have a meal together to introduce the new woman into our lives. On the day we met, my college roommate saw my chat background, which had a photo of me and my dad, along with a series of transfer records. She lost her mind. She enlisted the support of our other roommates, who rarely paid me any attention and began to attack me, insisting that I was a side chick who deserved to die. I did not expect that my roommate would soon become my stepmom. Before I could explain, she accused me of trying to seduce my dad behind her back, shouting, "Shameless side chick! Going behind my back to seduce my boyfriend! All those times you said you were out studying?! Who knows if you were just meeting up with him?" I was once physically assaulted, stripped of my dignity, and forced to the restaurant for a public confrontation wearing ragged clothes. Then my dad came running to where I was hardly breathing and barely moving on the floor, bruised to the extreme. “Sweetheart, who did this to you?!”

My father was hospitalized with a fractured bone. He needed someone to look after him. My wife, Alma, who was also a doctor, said she had to attend the Lancet conference abroad. She claimed it was an event she could not miss. While I was caring for my father, my younger brother, Jack, forwarded a short video to me. “Clyde, you need to look at this video of Alma.” In the video, Alma, who always took great care of her hands, was assembling parts on an assembly line at an electronics factory. I looked up info on who uploaded the photo. It was Tobias Zidel, a male nurse from her department. He captioned the video: [From the operating table to my assembly line. A true woman of all trades!] I resisted the urge to confront her. Instead, I forwarded the video to the department’s group chat. [I wonder how much Dr. Ashford earns per day working at Mr. Zidel’s family factory?] The group chat instantly exploded with messages. The video spread across the entire hospital. Alma bombarded me with frantic phone calls. She demanded that I retract the message. “Come with a written apology on Monday. You will apologize to Mr. Zidel publicly during the meeting!” I hung up decisively. Then, I scheduled an appointment to file for divorce. I did not want a wife like this.

On the third day of my business trip out of state, someone new joined the group chat formed for my son's class. It had been quiet for weeks when she suddenly sent a voice message. I tapped it, and an unfamiliar woman's voice played through my phone. "Hello, everyone. I'm the new language teacher at the school, and I'm also Tony Gardner's mother. Looking forward to getting to know you all!" My whole body went cold. I opened the group member list and checked it over and over. My son's name was Tony Gardner, and she said she was Tony Gardner's mother. Then, who the hell was I? I immediately called my husband. "Did someone get added to the parent group by mistake?" He paused on the other end before he laughed it off like it was nothing. "Oh, probably just a mix-up. The school has so many kids. It's not unusual for kids to have the same names. What's the matter? Did something happen?" I kept my voice light and told him everything was fine. The second I hung up, I booked the next flight home and headed straight to my son's school.

Silas Thorne est l'insolence incarnée. Alpha pur-sang, il ne collectionne que les partenaires Omégas, aimant leur fragilité apparente. Il ne remarque jamais Dante Vance, le secrétaire efficace et "Oméga" qui travaille dans son entreprise . Ce que Silas ignore, c’est que Dante est le cerveau derrière le réseau criminel qui menace son empire : un Stigma dont la puissance dépasse l'entendement. Dante nourrit une haine passionnée pour Silas. Il veut le briser autant qu'il veut le posséder. Profitant de la faiblesse de Silas lors d'un rut précoce qu'il a lui-même orchestré, Dante l'isole dans un hôtel de luxe. Entre haine et désir, les rôles s'inversent. Silas se réveille avec des souvenirs flous d'une étreinte d'une force surhumaine croyant un reve de comprendre comment un simple Oméga a pu le dominer ainsi. Le jeu du chat et de la souris commence, mais qui est la proie ?

Menjadi Baby Sitter cowok cute 18 tahun kelakuan 8 tahun? Seru!! Itulah takdir yang mendadak menghampiri hidup Titi setelah bibinya meninggal dan ia terjerat hutang besar. Untuk melunasi hutang tersebut, Titi terpaksa menjadi baby sitter anak keluarga konglomerat tempat bibinya berhutang. Siapa yang menyangka anak asuhnya adalah cowok remaja yang mengalami keterbelakangan mental? Ya Tuhan, dia begitu tampan dan sempurna penampilannya! Siapa yang menyangka jika hidupnya begitu malang? Lahir sebagai putra bungsu keluarga konglomerat terpandang, bagi keluarganya Choco merupakan aib yang harus disembunyikan rapat-rapat Dia hidup kesepian tanpa kasih sayang keluarganya. Hingga muncullah si baby sitter yang tingkahnya absurd namun tulus menyayanginya.. Meski dia mengalami retardasi mental, Choco tetaplah manusia yang bisa jatuh cinta. Salahkah bila dia mencintai baby sitternya sendiri? Lalu bagaimana jika saingan cintanya adalah kakak kandungnya sendiri, si sulung yang sempurna, Xander Edisson? Ikuti aja kisah cinta segitiga ini...yang pasti sweet, romantis, lucu tapi mengharukan

Suamiku tak memiliki gaji. "Duh saya senang banget kalau udah akhir tahun gini," Ucap Bu Narti saat kami sedang berkumpul menunggu jam pelajaran anak selesai. "Emang kenapa Bu?" Bu Yomi menimpali ucapan Bu Narti. "Ya senang lah, akhir tahun kan suamiku dapat bonus, gaji ke 13, lumayan, terus bulan depannya gajinya naik kan." "Oh gitu, kalau di pabrik suami saya gak ada tuh namanya bonus akhir tahun, tapi gak apa-apalah yang penting punya kerjaan." "Makanya suruh kerja di pabrik yang bonafide kayak suami saya, jangan kerja dipabrik kecil gitu, tahun depan juga kayaknya pabriknya bangkrut hahaha." Ucap Bu Narti dengan tawa terbahak-bahak, padahal menurutku tidak ada yang lucu dari ucapannya itu. Aku hanya diam tidak ikut berbicara apapun. "Ehhh tapi ada yang lebih kasian loh dari Bu Yomi," Bu Narti kembali berbicara. "Siapa?" "Tuh Bu Sofi, suaminya kan cuma pengangguran gak punya gaji hahaha," Bu Narti kembali tertawa.

“Dastan, tolong dididik anjingmu! Dia selalu masuk rumah orang seenaknya, sama seperti majikannya dulu.” Dastan menyandarkan tangan di pagar, menatap malas ke arah Marvella. “Lucu ya? Dulu waktu aku mau 'masuk', kamu malah buka 'pintunya' lebar-lebar.” Marvella pun tercengang mendengar kalimat ambigu pria itu yang mengarah ke hal tak senonoh, lalu mendesis pelan. “Tapi sekarang 'pintunya' sudah digembok dengan rapat.” Dastan mendekatkan wajahnya seraya berbisik nakal, “Santai aja. Kunci akan selalu bisa dicari. Dibobol paksa, kalau perlu.” *** Marvella Riani, single mom dengan anak laki-laki berusia delapan tahun bernama Kenzo, pindah ke komplek baru demi hidup tenang pasca perceraian. Namun ketenangan itu hancur begitu ia sadar bahwa rumah sebelah ternyata dihuni oleh Dastan Alvaro—mantan pacar yang dulu meninggalkan luka besar. Kini Dastan adalah arsitek sukses, bujangan paling populer di komplek, sekaligus pemilik anjing husky usil bernama Oreo yang lebih sering nongkrong di rumah Marvella bersama Kenzo, ketimbang di rumahnya sendiri. ***

While picking up my parcel from the mailroom, I run into Ivan Judd, an underprivileged student from my grade who is working part-time there. While we chat, he finds out that I'd spent 128 thousand dollars during the Black Friday sales. Dumbfounded, Ivan cries, "I've never even seen that kind of money in my entire life! And you're spending it so casually? Did your mom send you to college to study or to blow money like this?" He yanks the parcel out of my hands and physically blocks the exit. "Return it immediately! Kids like you never understand how hard it is for adults to earn money! If you're this wasteful now, what man can afford to marry you in the future?" I can't help but laugh angrily at Ivan's ridiculous attitude. I retort, "What does me spending my mom's money have anything to do with you?" "How does it not?" He looks completely justified when he says, "I'm dating your mom. Every cent you spend counts as our future marital assets!" I am shocked. Isn't Mom a lesbian? Since when did she start liking men?