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The care center called. "Hi, just wanted to ask if you're happy with our service so far." Well, that was odd. I was only eight months along. My baby wasn't even born yet. I had no need for the care center at the moment. So I kept digging. I pressed my husband for answers. He was the one handling the talks with the care center. I wanted to know what was going on. He gave me an apologetic look. "This center costs 120 grand, honey. We can't afford that. They must've gotten the wrong number. You should stay at home instead. I'll give you the perfect care you need." That was it. I wasn't going to waste my time talking to him. My sister, Jessie Gibson, owned the care center, so I called her instead. "Jessie? Yeah, it's me. William sent another woman to your place and stole my spot. I want you to find out who. He's cheating on me, and I'm getting proof!"

After being reborn, I'm taken back to the day I confessed my love for my childhood friend. In my past life, I had to plead and beg before he begrudgingly agreed to marry me. "You look pathetic when you beg me for anything, Annabelle." That was what Hayden Gulman always said to me. He was so cold to me that he even canceled the part where we read our vows to each other during the wedding. When I was eight months pregnant, he took a photo of my belly covered in stretch marks. Then, he complained to his true love about the unhappiness he faced after marrying me. When I went into a difficult labor due to my agitation, he and his true love were on vacation. At that moment, my heart finally died. It turned out my one-woman show couldn't be considered love at all. Now that I've been reborn, I smile when I see the disdainful look in his eyes. I say, "We have nothing to do with each other from this moment on. I only wish to be happy."

Eight years after I broke up with Greyson Tromp, we met in the hospital. He brought his wife for a prenatal checkup and happened to have their consultation with me. I wore a mask and carefully examined the condition of her baby. The intern beside us asked how they ended up together. Elise Jacob said smugly, "You have to fight for a handsome guy. To get the best, you have to fight for it! He used to like someone else. To win his heart, I stirred up trouble between them, causing them to misunderstand each other and gradually drift apart. "Later, they had a really bad argument, and I hid the apology letter he asked me to pass on to that woman. I still keep it as our token of love. That woman was pregnant at the time, and I used every means to get rid of her baby!" After they left, I removed my mask. My hands instinctively rested on my stomach. There was an ugly scar beneath my clothes. It was from when Greyson forced me to abort our baby. A few days later, Greyson came kneeling before me, holding that apology letter and a divorce agreement.

Eight years ago, my cousin Wendy Cooper was involved in a drunk driving hit-and-run. Yet, my parents made sure all the evidence pointed toward me. The victim's family waited outside my school every day with gasoline, threatening to die with me. Because of that, the school took away my guaranteed admission to university. That day, my parents and brother all tried to persuade me. "Wendy's terrified. Just give her your spot to make her feel better." I refused, fought back, and even tried to talk them out of it. But the next day, they handed me over to the police themselves. Lance Stewart, my fiance and a powerful business tycoon, had orchestrated it all. As he was afraid I'd run or cause trouble, he personally pinned several charges on me and sent me to an isolated island prison. He left me with no way out. When my sentence began, he made me a promise. "Esme, just endure it for a few years. I'll get you out once Wendy graduates, and then we'll get married."

At seventeen, Tiana’s world shatters when a cruel twist of fate forces her into marriage with Nikolai Toriaga — the arrogant heir to a billion-dollar coffee empire and the same boy who made her life hell in high school. For eight long years, she endures the cold silence and lovelessness of the Toriaga household. But in secret, Tiana earns a PhD in Business Administration and quietly becomes a billionaire, investing her allowance in cryptocurrency and major company shares. When Nikolai’s father dies, Tiana assumes the marriage is over. The man who forced it is gone, and so is the reason for Nikolai to stay. Her fears are confirmed when he shows up to the funeral with a world-famous model on his arm, while Tiana remains his estranged wife. Determined to reclaim her life, she steps into the spotlight, taking a job at Lancaster Group — a global chocolate brand — and reconnects with Ryan Lancaster, a former classmate who once secretly adored her. She expects the long-overdue divorce papers, but instead, Nikolai starts coming home… watching her, wanting her. When she finally confronts him, he fiercely responds, “There’s no way we’re getting a divorce, Tiana.”

After escaping her adoptive father's creditor, the infamous Sebastian Bernadotte, Isabel Hadid opted to be a surrogate mother to an anonymous billionaire in desperate need of an heir, just to pay up the debt. She conceived a pair of triplets and upon delivery, she maneuvered her way to have one of the children for herself, breaching the contract she'd signed. Eight years later, Isabel has created a new identity for herself and her son, Reynolds. However, fate had other plans for her, when her path crossed with Sebastian Bernadotte again, and she discovered that he was the anonymous billionaire whose son she'd stolen. Seeing the striking resemblance between her son and the sons he'd left at home, Sebastian needed no Sherlock Holmes to deduce Isabel's foul play. "Woman, you've breached our contract by taking my son and now, you'll pay. Either I take back my son and have you pay for infringement, or you accept to be my mistress." Isabel was stuck between losing her son or becoming the mistress of the man she'd once despised.

Lily, a reserved girl finds herself bound by a contract to marry Thomas Weston, a ruthless heir of a billionaire empire. Her father, overwhelmed by a $400 million debt to a Geoffery Weston, a powerful billionaire, and Thomas’s father, enters a desperate agreement to use his daughter as collateral. Upon his death, she is thrust into an engagement with cold and merciless Thomas. She takes up a mission to save him while performing the contract which is the reason Geoffery Weston wants her to marry irredeemable Thomas. Complicating matters, Simon Weston, Thomas's half-brother, returns home after eight years away. He is her former love and carries his own vendetta against his father and stepmother. As he reenters their lives just in time for the engagement, old feelings resurface, and his desire for revenge complicates the situation. Thomas is determined to fulfill the contract and exert his will over her. He finds himself in a fierce battle not just with his half-brother, but with his own heart though cruel mother opposes the union. Lily is torn between her obligation to her father's debt and her rekindled love for Simon.

Ynez Lorenzo runs away from her pack to hide her pregnancy, but fate has other plans for her. She returns home after being tricked by her mother. A dinner with Raizel Richards, the Lycan king, and his family had changed her life completely. They all found out that we're fucking mates! They are forced into a loveless marriage. Worse, her husband was in love with Eleanor, the woman who caused her nightmares. Perhaps it's time to change her fate. This time she'll make Eleanor regret what she did eight years ago. Ynez's first step is to seduce her husband. Determined to seek revenge, she creates a cunning plan and proposed a bet to her husband. "Let's make a bet. If I lose, I will reject and divorce you immediately." Will she be able to win his heart and make him fall for her? She wants only revenge, right? But why did she find herself in his warm grasp and desire more than a simple kiss and hold? Her son's daddy was too hot to handle! It looks like she's doomed!

I'm eight months pregnant when my Alpha mate abandons me at a hunting ground. He leaves to welcome his ex-girlfriend, who's returned from her travels. From that day on, I disappear without a trace. Initially, my mate doesn't take this to heart. He's even in the mood to make a bet with his subordinates. "She'll be back in three days at most!" Ten days later, he freezes my credit cards and sends me a threatening text. "You can starve to death out there if you still refuse to come back!" A hundred days later, he barges into my best friend's home and forces her to hand me over. "Where have you hidden her? I admit defeat, okay? I've had enough of this hide-and-seek game!" My best friend sneers as she throws photos of my body, which has been pierced through by countless blades, at him. "Wake up, you fool! Your Luna is dead, and you're the one who led a team to dig her body up from the trap! Have you forgotten?"

After eight years together, I took a hit for my surgeon boyfriend. Milton Woodard vowed I could ask for anything. Everyone assumed I'd seize the chance to propose, locking him down for good. Instead, I looked him in the eye and said, "Let's break up." Then I walked away without a backward glance. Milton smirked, betting with his buddies that I'd come crawling back in under three days, calling me a desperate lapdog chasing his attention. He was dead wrong because I'd been reborn. In my last life, I proposed to him and won. Overwhelmed by the news, his first love threw herself off a rooftop and killed herself. Milton unleashed his grief-fueled rage on me. On our wedding night, he slashed my face and locked me in a dank, claustrophobic basement. When I got pregnant, he force-fed me supplements until the baby grew too big for me to deliver. I hemorrhaged, torn apart, and died in agony on the birthing table. Now, reborn on the day I saved his life, I was done playing his fool.