Ed Edd N Eddy House

On my son Theo’s birthday, my husband Dashiell brought home his first love, Sabrina. My son was forgotten, I was ignored, and my mother-in-law treated me like a servant. Dashiell, instead of comforting me, declared that because Sabrina was dying of cancer, he would fake a divorce and marry her to fulfill her dying wish. I could no longer endure it—I decided to turn the “fake divorce” into a real one. Dashiell thought he had everything under control, but he underestimated me…

Para takasan ang nakatakda niyang kasal sa isang matandang lalaki ay lumuwas si Bethany Gayle Chavez sa isang malayong probinsiya. Ipakakasal kasi siya ng mommy niya sa isang Chinese business tycoon. Bagay na never niyang sinang-ayunan. Bilang heiress, alam na niya na kapalit ng pagiging marangya ng buhay niya ay ang pagpapalakas at pagpapalawak ng impluwensya ng bawat pamilya kaya naman kailangan niyang maikasal sa isang taong kaparehas o higit pa sa estado nila sa buhay. Kaya naman para makatakas sa kasunduang hindi niya gusto. . .nagpaka-layo kayo siya at nagpanggap siya bilang isang simpleng babae. Namasukan siya sa isang mayamang haciendero bilang house maid at doon ay nakilala niya si Simon Clarke Silvestre. Nagmamay-ari ito ng heka-hektaryang lupain sa probinsya at may malaking hacienda. Naging maganda at kaswal lang naman ang pagtanggap sa kanya ng binata. Pero naging mahirap para sa kanya ang pagsisilbi rito dahil kagagaling lang nito sa isang aksidente. Iritable si Simon at mabilis na magalit. Hindi naman siya ganito noon. Nagsimula lang ang pagbabago niya simula noong maaksidente siya. Hindi nila alam na si Bethany ay isang tagapagmana at nagpapanggap lamang bilang kasambahay. Bagay na sinesekreto niya sa lahat dahil ayaw niyang mahuli at ibalik sa mga magulang niya kundi ay malilintikan siya at ipapakasal sa matandang instik na iyon. Pero paano kung sa isang pagkakamali ay magbabago ang buhay ni Bethany? Si Simon ba ang magliligtas sa kanya sa masalimuot niyang magiging kapalaran sa matandang intsik na iyon, o mas lalo lang nitong sisirain ang buhay at mga pangarap niya?

"Here she comes, witch!" She hissed before throwing a beautiful black dress at me. I hurriedly grab it before it could land on the floor. She might find fault in that and end up starving for making the dress fall on the floor. Not only for a day but might go on for weeks. I was tempted to ask her what's the dress for but she beat me to it. "Go to your room now and change into this. Your husband to be and his mom will be visiting soon" "W... What?!!!"

On my wedding night, Sean Boswell was with his first love when I suffered a miscarriage as my kidnappers tortured me. I begged endlessly for him to save me, only for him to laugh, "You were just demanding a divorce in the morning, and now you're faking a kidnapping so that I'd come back? Is that the only thing you can do?" Eventually, when I gave up and stopped clinging on being Mrs. Boswell, he chased me to the airport, pleading with a crack in his voice, "Just stay, Anna. Let's make things how it used to be."

While setting up the wedding bed, I discovered an unidentified liquid on the sheets. In my new marital home, someone else had already stayed here! My mind went completely blank, and I video-called my fiance. Surprisingly, the call was answered instantly. "The new bed is really soft. I tried it out for you," said Jeremy's assistant, Rachel. She smiled, flirtatious and smug. Perfect. I don't want this man anymore.

On my wedding day, my sister was drugged by my fiancé's best friend and viciously assaulted by a group of groomsmen. When she came to, the shame and horror drove her to leap to her death, her broken body crumpling at my feet. Herbert Brady shielded my eyes from the grisly sight, vowing to make things right. But when the truth came out that Lori Reilly was behind it, he smashed my phone to keep me from calling the police. Lori shrugged with mock innocence. "The guys were just messing around. So what if they tore her clothes off? I've been half-naked around them plenty of times. Why was she so fragile?" She slung her arm around Herbert's neck, whining, "I told you not to marry some broke nobody. Poor people have such brittle pride. Look at the mess Mona has made." When I demanded justice, Herbert stayed cool, sliding a Centurion card across the table. "Ten million dollars. Enough to buy your silence? Lori is one of us, part of the city's elite inner circle. Push your luck, and you're making enemies of everyone who runs this town. Come on, it was just a wedding prank gone wrong." I seized the car and snapped it like a twig. Ten million dollars? To buy the life of the Woodard family's cherished heiress?

Pernikahan mereka dilandasi atas perjodohan antara dua keluarga. Namun, bukan berarti tak ada cinta di sana karena sesungguhnya rasa itu telah hadir jauh sebelum pernikahan keduanya terjadi. Andin sangat tahu jika kakeknya dan kakek Desta telah menjodohkan mereka berdua atas nama sebuah persahabatan. Yang tidak diketahuinya adalah Desta yang menolak mentah-mentah ide itu dan seakan membenci siapapun gadis yang akan dijodohkan dengannya. Cinta memang hadir di antara keduanya, tanpa Desta tahu siapa sebenarnya Andin. Dan ketika semuanya terungkap, ternyata cinta tak mampu mengalahkan ego masing-masing yang merasa terkhianati satu sama lain. Tapi, pernikahan harus tetap terlaksana karena ini merupakan janji persahabatan yang kedua kakek mereka pegang teguh. Bagaimana kisah Andin dan Desta selanjutnya? Akankah mereka bahagia dalam pernikahan itu?

He called her boring. He said their marriage was a mistake. Then he left her bleeding, heartbroken... and pregnant. Lily devoted seven years of her life to a man who only saw her as a convenience. When her husband, Alex, demanded a divorce, she begged him to stay only to discover he'd already proposed to his ex… and planned it all behind her back. But betrayal wasn’t the end, it was just the beginning. Left for dead, humiliated, and crushed by the ultimate heartbreak, Lily had nothing, until a billionaire stranger offered her a deal: a contract marriage, a new identity, and a chance to make the man who shattered her beg on his knees. She accepted. Now, Lily is no longer the soft-spoken housewife he threw away, she's the storm he never saw coming. Beautiful. Untouchable. Dangerous. And Alex? He’s about to learn that the woman he underestimated is now the one who holds all the power. He broke her soul. Now she’s coming for him…

On the day of my wedding with my girlfriend, I was unexpectedly informed by the hotel that our ceremony had to be postponed by a couple of hours. With no time to notify relatives and friends of the change, I had to rush to the hotel entrance to intercept guests. Upon arriving, I was stopped at the door by security, who told me that a wedding was currently taking place inside. The host's voice could be heard as I saw my girlfriend, wearing a veil, smiling and extending her hand to a man who was half-kneeling. In the audience, all the bride's relatives who were supposed to attend our wedding were seated, clapping and cheering. The man on stage was her dream guy and also my current superior. Seeing me causing a commotion, my girlfriend warned me, "I'm just helping out. Alex is your superior. I'm also doing this to help you. Don't cause any trouble." Just helping out? I had booked the wedding venue, chosen the time, designed the wedding dress, and personally sent out the invitations. How could a wedding be rearranged so suddenly? I looked coldly at the ring box the man was holding. "It seems my taste is quite similar to my yours. If that's the case, this diamond ring is yours, including the wife." My girlfriend finally panicked.

I dated my younger brother’s best friend, Dylan Lane, for three years. More than once, he told me how much he loathed arranged marriages and how he hated being chained by family interests. However, one night, after another bout of indulgence, he wrapped his arms around me and begged me sweetly to design a wedding ring for his fiancée—someone he had never even met. The smile froze on my face, yet he just said indifferently, “Aren’t people like us all destined to marry for our families' benefit?” Seeing the blood drain from my face, he even chuckled. “Vee, don’t you tell me you're still as naïve as a 20-year-old girl, thinking I would ever marry you? At most, we're just… pillow friends." Later, I agreed to the marriage my family had arranged for me. Dylan showed up on my wedding day, disheveled and red-eyed. He fell to his knees and begged me not to leave. I stood beside my new husband, hand in hand, and smiled faintly as I chuckled. “Didn’t you say people like us were born for arranged marriages? I’m simply doing what you always wanted me to do. Shouldn’t you be happy?”