El Patio Del Divorcio

She was infertile. Her husband said he would love her no matter what. For three years, he had always been gentle to her, She was happy that she found someone who truly loved her and didn't mind that she couldn't give him a child. Until one day, She learned the fact that he's been cheating on her a long time ago, living a double life and having a baby with someone else. And that woman was someone she know. she was mad and slapped her, but didn't expect it would kill the baby. His husband was furious and sent his lawyer to force her to sign the divorce agreement. She was told not to take any jewelry he bought for her, and no property would belong to her, all she could do was just pack and leave. Three years later, She came back with another man...

Mi hermana y yo somos gemelas, y ambas sufrimos de una enfermedad renal muy grave. Después de mucho tiempo, por fin había dos riñones disponibles para nosotras, y los médicos decidieron que nos tocaba uno a cada una. Sin embargo, mi hermana se desplomó en los brazos del hombre con el que yo me iba a casar, llorando, quería los dos riñones para ella sola. Yo me negué, pero ese hombre me encerró en un cuarto, permitiendo que mi hermana se sometiera a la operación de trasplante y se quedara con los dos riñones. Él presionó mi frente con firmeza y me advirtió: —Tu enfermedad no es tan grave como la de tu hermana. Ella solo quiere vivir como una persona normal. ¿Por qué eres tan egoísta? ¿No puedes esperar otro riñón? Pero él no sabe que realmente no puedo, porque estoy a punto de morir.

Mora discovers that Mayor Lycan is the man she slept with the night she was drugged, she tries to reach out to him, but there was a stumbling block, it was too late, and Mayor Lycan not remembering anything that happened the night they spent together branded her a gold-digger. When, Lycan knew of the secret, that his mother took to her death bed with, he was devastated, he searched high and low for his biological son, claimed by Philip as his son. Life isn't a bed of roses for Miles while growing up, tagged as a bastard, and bullied by the strongest in school because of him being handsome, he learnt how to defend himself, and stand up against those who hated him. The man who forsakes him, in the time he was desperate, showed up at his doorstep one day, claiming before his foster father, and everyone that he is his biological son, the man whom he blamed as the one who killed his mother. Philip blamed Agora's family for the death of his family, his hunger for vengeance, he decided to use a willing tool, which is Miles, to get back at the family, who took away everything from him. Living the life of Agora's president group to the public, and as a mysterious music genius in the dark, the people of country H don't even know who Mora's mask is, their favourite singer, but their are fanatics supporting the anonymous singer. Sneaky, realising how much she has fallen in love with Miles, the one she had lived under his shadow as a brother with, will she abandon her vow to remain as a brother to him, or reveal her feminine charms, when faced with competitors. As the successor of Agora's family, will Miles destroy it legacy?

Laura, a single mother, had recently moved into Lorenzo's home, hoping to provide her daughter, Isabella, with a father figure. She wasn't aware that the man she had fallen in love with was a devil—a Mafia boss who was there to ruin her life and that of her daughter. "Isabella, you are mine; you belong to me and no one else. Those who think about you are seeking death," Lorenzo said, raising her chin with a deep voice dripping with threat. Isabella's face was filled with defiance. "I hate you, Lorenzo." He cackled, "But you can't stop saying 'yes, Daddy,' which means your hate doesn't matter because I can't get enough of you, Isabel." Laura was more worried about having a sweet family, while Lorenzo was only interested in sex. “She is still a child; I am sure she will come around,” Lorenzo assured Laura when she expressed concern about Isabella not recognizing him as a father. Sleeping with a mother and daughter while being a crime ring boss—that is the way of a Mafia boss who will be ruined by a hot 18.

Katie Clyde always saves the day, but this time already, she got herself entangled by bringing a man she doesn't know home. Having a headache of introducing Pascal to modern society, a man she picked on her way home, she was introduced to a dimension of life, where her life will constantly be at risk. The return of Pascal awaken the long gone vampires, and werewolves, Katie didn't only get herself a boyfriend, she got herself into trouble too.

"Mr Charlie, your son fought in school again" Charlie's assistant reported, Charlie was shocked, he didn't remember having another son in College again. "You fulfilled your promise, so, I will make you my wife no matter what, and I won't take a no for an answer," Charlie told Margret without mincing words. Margret didn't expect her return to Houston with two of her triplets will be very dramatic, a man she doesn't recognise claiming she promised to give him triplets, and another man who wanted to snatch her children from her. And her other son, who doesn't recognise her as his mother.

Her Father was desperate to pay the debt, He send his daughter for the sake of his own freedom. She need to marry the man, the devil everyone feared and respected. She’s desperate and out of options. He’s ruthless and out of patience. He took a bite of her sweetness, and gradually submitted to the addictive lust. Before he came to his realization, he was already unable to extricate himself from her. Desire triggered their story, but how would this conditional cruel love continue?

In the fifth month of my pregnancy, my husband brought back his first love, who was eight months pregnant and causing a stir about getting a divorce. I politely told him that pregnant women would influence each other, which wasn’t good for the child. Alex, however, smashed a water glass and said in disgust, "Sarah is depressed because of the divorce, and the only one she can rely on is me! Do you want her to die?" I felt nauseous and vomited, unable to sleep through the night, and my health worsened with each passing day. To make her happy, he filled the house with lilies. But he had forgotten that I was allergic to lilies and locked me in the room, saying, "Let’s see if you can get an allergic reaction if you can’t smell the lilies." I bled continuously, desperately calling him for help for both myself and the child, but he simply said that I was still early in the pregnancy and there wouldn’t be any problems. When the fetal movements stopped, I had completely given up. It was at that moment that he frantically pushed open the door.

El día que Sofía Mendoza perdió a su bebé, Diego Villarreal andaba festejando que su primer amor había vuelto al país. Tres años entregándose y acompañándolo, y para él no había sido más que tener una empleada doméstica en casa. A Sofía se le rompió el corazón y decidió de una vez por todas que se iba a divorciar. Todos sus conocidos sabían que Sofía era de esas mujeres pegajosas, de las que no te puedes quitar de encima fácilmente. —Te apuesto que en un día Sofía ya va a estar de vuelta, suplicando como siempre. Diego respondió: —¿Un día? Eso es demasiado, yo le doy máximo medio día. Desde el momento en que se divorció, Sofía se prometió no mirar atrás jamás. Se propuso a construir una nueva vida, a retomar la carrera profesional que había dejado de lado, y también a conocer personas nuevas. Fueron pasando los días y Diego ya no volvió a ver ni rastro de Sofía en la casa. De repente, él se llenó de pánico. En un evento empresarial, por fin, la vio, rodeada de un montón de gente. Sin pensarlo dos veces, se lanzó hacia ella. —¡Sofía! ¿Cuándo vas a dejar de hacer drama? Alejandro Montoya, el hermano de Diego, apareció de la nada, protegiéndola, lo empujó para quitárselo de encima y le habló con una frialdad que daba miedo. —No te atrevas a tocar a tu cuñada. Diego nunca había querido de verdad a Sofía, pero para cuando se dio cuenta de que sí la amaba, ya no había espacio para él en la vida de ella.

En mi vida pasada, obligué a Diego Ramírez —hijo de una familia en quiebra— a casarse conmigo usando como excusa el hijo que llevaba en mi vientre. El día de la boda, su amor verdadero dejó una carta de despedida antes de lanzarse al mar: “Al final, el verdadero amor nunca puede vencer al poder. Me rindo.” Cuando Diego recibió la noticia, no mostró la menor reacción; incluso sonrió mientras terminaba la ceremonia conmigo. Pero medio año después, el día del aniversario luctuoso de esa mujer, nos llevó a mí y a mi hijo de tres años a bucear. Me arrancó la manguera de oxígeno a mí y a mi hijo bajo el agua, y los dos fuimos ahogados vivos. Tras mi muerte, vi cómo colocaba mi cadáver frente a la tumba de su amada, pidiéndole perdón. “Carmen, ya vengué tu dolor. Si allá, donde descansas, lo supieras, ¿te daría alegría?” Al abrir los ojos de nuevo, regresé a aquella noche en que usé a mi hijo para obligarlo a casarse conmigo.