Empty Room Manhwa

After regaining my hearing, I happily march over to the room of my arch-rival, eager to flaunt in front of him—only to hear him moaning my name as he does what all guys do for pleasure.

“It’s about midnight, the cool and gentle breeze will be blowing by now. I remember setting my bound hair loose to feel the soft but harsh power of the wind, sending cold shivers down my nape; the blinding bright lights illuminating the street would be lit. What about the big mansions? Situated right beside the lone empty road. So sad I can’t see or feel any of that; these great white-cornered walls would not stop me from reminiscing the beauty of taking a night walk; "who would have thought, this beautiful street conceded an Asylum?!" Emilia Vilia-Rosario was dragged into rivalry and a revenge war between,The Pedro's and her family. She was tricked into signing a contracted marriage proposal to Mariano Douglas Pedro, the billionaire heir to Pedro's Fortune.

Years of living his life in hell, Kai forgot how it felt to be happy. All his life, only pain and agony constantly remains in his heart. The songs he wrote and the tune of music were the only thing that allows him to hold on and live his life. He doesn’t even know if living lifelessly is still called living. He was there hiding in the dark where nightmares haunt him every night and woke up alone in his empty bed, sweating bullets and tears, he just wanted to end it all. But one accident changes everything. After the incident, Kai woke up only to see an unfamiliar place and people calling him as ‘His Bride’. Will this new life allow him to heal and live as the way Kai wanted to or will it be the reason for him to totally lose himself?

My husband secretly swapped the transplant recipient, giving the kidney that was meant for our daughter to the daughter of the woman he had always loved. Not long after, our daughter's condition worsened. The doctors tried to save her, but it was no use. She didn't make it. At the same time, the other girl's surgery was a success. My husband was so overjoyed that he handed out little gifts to the entire hospital in celebration. Rage and grief overwhelmed me, and I collapsed. When I came to, the doctors told me I had cancer. Late-stage. My time was running out. With nothing left to hold on to, I walked out of the hospital, clutching the urn that held my daughter's ashes. In the cold, empty house, I sat alone and drafted the divorce papers.

On Mother's Day, I was planning to give my mother-in-law a special gift, but to my surprise, I saw her enter a room with a Black man. When she came out half an hour later, her face was flushed…

She gave him 3yrs of her life, her love and her soul. In his darkest days, Clarissa Brown stood by him, mended his broken heart and asked for nothing in return. But instead of Love, he threw a divorce paper to her face. Lucian morningstar, a hotshot billionaire with the aura of a Demi god, his heart belonged to Chloe the woman who vanished without a trace. But upon her return, he was quick to cast Clarissa aside. With hatred in her heart and her trust shattered, she flees from his life. Now Clarissa is gone, Lucian is filled with an empty void and guilt. But what happens when he learns that his wife is moving on faster than the speed of light with another man? Will he hold on to her or will he take this as his punishment for destroying his destiny?

To the public eye, Kayla Williams seems to have it all. A perfect home, A happy marriage, and enough money to buy a country if she pleases. It’s all a lie. She married a piece of shit, has an empty home, and let us just say she is barely holding her company together. But when Lucan Vesley, older, cold, dominant, but surprisingly gentle, offers her and her husband a forceful partnership that would solve her problem, it comes with a catch only she is aware of: 100 days to do with her as he pleases, to get her out of his system and mind. Everything changes. What starts as a contract affair spirals into so much more than either of them expected. Throw Kayla’s fragile heart in the mix, and the stakes of them ruining each other become higher.

My firefighter husband had fallen from a great height during a mission and was rushed into the emergency room, covered in blood. As the only person capable of saving him, I stood just outside the operating room, calm and composed. Reaching for my makeup bag, I began carefully applying my makeup. Another doctor, panic-stricken, rushed toward me and shouted, "Dr. Warhol! The patient's kidney has ruptured! You're the only surgeon in all of Switzerland who can perform this life-saving procedure! If you don’t act now, he’s going to die!" I continued shaping my eyebrows with steady precision, not even glancing in his direction. "Quiet," I said coolly. "If you keep yelling, my brows might end up crooked."

Waking up in an unfamiliar place (Hotel), Meifeng found herself bare and cold, with pain scattered all over her body. Unable to recall how she got there, her mind filled with horrified thoughts, as a shiver ran through her spine. Just then the door of the bathroom attached to the room opened, revealing a man wearing black bathrobe. Her eyes widened, shock evident on her face as she pointed towards him, “Yo…You…” She stuttered. Instantly panicked about the girl, he ran towards the bed, trying to touch her face, only to see her flinch in fear and drill herself in duvet in the next second. Wrapping herself like a sushi, the girl only revealed her eyes, which darted towards the messy condition of the room with clothes scattered all over. “How am I here?”

At a company party, Taylor Kennedy plays a game of mouth-to-mouth cookie biting with his female assistant as everyone watches. I blend into the crowd and laugh along. The room instantly falls silent. The assistant bursts into tears and plays the victim. Taylor lets go of her, turns to me, and coldly scolds me in front of the entire company. He berates me for not knowing how to read the room and being a buzzkill. Then, without hesitation, he wraps his arm around the assistant and kisses her deeply as I watch. If this were before, I would've stormed over in a rage and ripped them apart. Then, I would've humiliated her in front of everyone, not caring whose pride I trampled. But now, I feel nothing. Not even as I watch them kiss. Not even though today marks my ten-year anniversary with Taylor.