Family Guy Chicken Vs Peter

The day my biological family comes to take me home, a car accident occurs. My parents and the fake son who had been living my life all die, but my sister, Kayla Bennett, survives. She despises me completely after that and blames the company's bankruptcy on me too. Desperate to make amends, I work over ten jobs a day, giving her every cent I earn so she can buy back the villa that has all our family memories. The day I finally save enough money, I discover my supposedly dead parents inside that same villa, celebrating Dylan Bennett's birthday. My usually cold sister is laughing warmly with them. As they bring out the cake, Mom mentions me. "Today's Nathan's birthday too. We've been punishing him for eight years now. Maybe we should bring him home?" Kayla cuts her off immediately. "We agreed on ten years to make sure he never suggests sending Dylan away again. Not one year less!" I clutch my medical report and laugh through my tears. But Kayla, I'm dying.

After six years of dating, Selena Yane is about to marry Zachary Xenakis. However, her long-lost younger sister is found and brought back to the family. While Selena tries her best to make it up to Lucine Yane, Lucine doesn't appreciate her efforts. Not only does Lucine accuse Selena of being jealous and stealing their parents' love, but she even sets her sights on Zachary. With everyone standing against Selena, even Zachary advises her, "Lucine's about to marry into the Chiton family soon. It's only right that we make it up to her as best as we can." Hence, he even takes a family photo with Lucine and buys a necklace for her—the limited-edition necklace that should have been Selena's. He then abandons Selena on a deserted road, where she nearly becomes food for the wild animals. Even so, Zachary still feels like he owes it to Lucine. It isn't till the day of the wedding that Zachary finally learns it isn't Lucine marrying into the Chiton family. It's Selena. He tries desperately to stop the wedding convoy, but Selena doesn't even look back once.

In my parents' hearts, there was always a "perfect son" who died too soon. I was just his flawed substitute, while my younger brother was their new hope. They pretended to be poor for 20 years, secretly funneling all their resources to him. While I was in the final stages of stomach cancer, writhing in pain, they were spending millions of dollars to build him a state-of-the-art study room. When the doctor told me to notify my family about hospital bills, I felt helpless, thinking they were just ordinary, broke workers. When my mom finally showed up at the hospital, she grabbed my hand, not out of concern. "Neville is under so much stress with his college entrance exams. Can you not die right now? He can't take it." My dad stood by, wearing a stern expression. "David was way more sensible than you."

A car accident leaves me unconscious for a full three years. When I wake up, my family bursts into tears of joy. They care for me with the utmost attention. But from their behavior, I sense something is wrong. There are women's clothes in the house that don't fit me. My mother's shopping cart is filled with mysterious baby items. My father's friends send congratulatory messages about a new child, and my husband is always working overtime. When my husband once again leaves me alone under the pretext that there is something urgent at the company, I secretly follow him. Inside a warmly decorated house, my parents and husband sit around a table. A woman who looks almost exactly like me is holding a baby just a few months old, gently coaxing the child to call my husband "Daddy".

When I was ten, Jonathan Cooper saved me and told me he would protect me for life. When I was 15, I met William Reed. He also told me he would protect me forever. Yet, the year I turned 23, the two men who swore to always keep me safe threw me into the ocean for the sake of their true love.

I suffer from a hereditary form of amnesia. By the time I found out, I had only seven days left. On the first day, I found my boyfriend had fallen for my younger twin sister. With a bitter smile, I suggested we break up. On the second day, my most treasured Lego set was smashed by my sister. Everyone laughed at me, saying I was disgraceful, unworthy of being a daughter of the Fleming family. On the fourth day, I forgot that my sister was allergic to mangoes. She ended up in the hospital, and my parents glared at me with resentment. Even my ex-boyfriend accused me of being heartless. On the seventh day, I woke up in a hospital bed to see my father walking in with a stern expression. He demanded that I quit my job and devote myself entirely to taking care of the family, as nothing more than a housekeeper. But I only looked at them in confusion and asked softly, “Who are you?” When they realized I had truly lost my memory, they lost their minds.

Half a year after our divorce, my ex-husband became a trending topic online. His current wife, who had just given birth, jumped off a building. When she jumped, she was clutching a printed, 98-page copy of the "Cloves Family Code of Conduct." The reason for her suicide? She couldn’t buy discounted groceries online. A reporter came to interview me and asked, "Excuse me, were you also given the same family rules?"

I used to be treated like a princess in Lumenclaw Pack. But the first day after my eighteenth birthday, my Alpha dad brought home a charity case—Callie from the welfare center. Everything flipped. Ryell, my own brother, ditched me for her. Jovan, my future mate? Shielded her. Even Dad called her sweet, kind—"a thousand times better than you." Graduation Day. Strike 101. They picked her. Again. "Aren't I your real family?" Dad hesitated—but only to hide Callie behind him like some precious thing. Her fake tears. His real slap. "Such a petty wolf. I wish I'd never had you." Ryell sneered, "Having a sister like you makes me sick. Get out!" I didn't scream. Didn't cry. Just packed and walked. They thought I'd break like always—cry, forgive, crawl back. But not this time. I called my mom. Took her offer. Moved to her distant pack. If they wanted me gone, wish granted. So why the hell did they come begging when they realized I meant it?

When I return home on Christmas Eve, I find a stamp on my wife's body. She looks flustered as she explains that it's a mark every member of her family has. I sneer to myself. She has no idea that I'm a member of the Anti-Cheating Organization. With the help of a system, I can easily track my wife's whereabouts and see what she's done. She's my last target before completing my mission. Once I'm done with her, I'll get ten million dollars.

“มานี่สิ มาให้ข้ากอดเจ้าหน่อย” เมื่อเห็นหลินซวงเอ๋อร์ตัวสั่นเทาอยู่ตรงหน้า เยี่ยเป่ยเฉิงก็ระงับความบ้าคลั่งในนัยน์ตาเอาไว้ เป็นที่รู้กันโดยทั่วไปว่า ท่านอ๋องเทพแห่งสงครามของต้าซ่งนั้นรักสันโดษ ไม่ฝักใฝ่อิสตรี แต่โปรดปรานหญิงรับใช้คนหนึ่ง ทะนุถนอมราวกับว่าเป็นสมบัติล้ำค่า หลินซวงเอ๋อร์เกิดมาในตระกูลที่ยากจน พอเกิดมาก็มีชีวิตที่ต่ำต้อย นางรู้ว่าตนไม่ควรหลงระเริงในความรักที่นายท่านมีให้ แต่นายท่านผู้นี้ สนับสนุนนาง ยอมลดเกียรติศักดิ์ศรีเมื่ออยู่ต่อหน้านาง อีกทั้งยังรักใคร่นางแต่เพียงผู้เดียว หลินซวงเอ๋อร์ตกตกที่นั่งลำบาก เพราะทั้งหัวใจนัยน์ตามีเพียงแต่เขาเท่านั้น แต่ต่อมา นายท่านได้พาสตรีผู้หนึ่งกลับมา สตรีผู้นั้นผิวงามสะอาด แถมยังมีศาสตร์ทางการแพทย์ที่เป็นเลิศ ชายที่นางรักสุดหัวใจกลับดุด่านาง ลงโทษนางเพราะสตรีผู้นั้น แถมยังต้องการจะส่งนางกลับบ้านเกิดเมืองนอนเพราะสตรีผู้นั้นอีกด้วย... หลังจากที่มีอุบัติเหตุเกิดขึ้น นางได้หายสาบสูญไป ทำให้นายท่านที่เดิมทีจะสมรสใหม่กลับคลุ้มคลั่งจนควบคุมตนเองไม่ได้ เมื่อพานพบกันอีกครา นางยืนอยู่บนแท่นสูง มีสถานะที่สูงศักดิ์ มองเขาด้วยสายตาที่เย็นชา ในนัยน์ตาไม่มีความรักอีกต่อไป อตีตนายท่านผู้สูงศักดิ์เย็นชาผลักนางเข้ากับกำแพง ถามนางด้วยนัยน์ตาแดงก่ำ: "หลินซวงเอ๋อร์! เหตุใดเจ้าต้องทิ้งข้าด้วย? เหตุใดเจ้าถึงไม่รักข้าแล้ว?" หญิงรับใช้กระต่ายขาวน้อยผู้อ่อนโยนน่ารัก VS ท่านอ๋องหมาป่าดำจอมเผด็จการ~ 1V1รักแรกทั้งคู่