Gaji Vincent Hulu

Aku tak pernah menyangka jika suami yang sudah menikahiku selama empat tahun itu ternyata masih menyimpan nama perempuan lain di hatinya. Bahkan nama anakku adalah nama mantan kekasihnya. Sekuel : KUKEMBALIKAN GAJI SUAMI PADA IBUNYA

Vincent Gredi adalah pebisnis sukses termuda di Kota Neysa. Dia memimpin sebuah perusahaan teknologi dengan saham senilai puluhan triliun dan merupakan pendatang baru legendaris yang sering terpampang di sampul majalah keuangan. Namun, hanya segelintir orang yang tahu bahwa dialah pemimpin mafia dari Negara Amsyah Timur yang sesungguhnya. Bagi Vincent, kekayaan, kekuasaan, dan takdir tidak lebih dari sekadar alat tawar-menawar. Aku pun pernah menjadi pion yang dia gunakan untuk menjaga stabilitas aliansi keluarga. Selama sepuluh tahun pernikahan kami, Vincent meniduri semua teman dan rekan kerjaku. Padahal, aku sangat memercayai setiap orang itu. Pagi itu, aku membawa bayi kami yang berusia satu bulan untuk menjalani pemeriksaan fisik. Namun, kekasih terbaru Vincent, Syafana, menabrakku dengan mobil. Anakku menangis hebat dan aku memohon pada Syafana untuk membawa kami ke rumah sakit. Saat Vincent tiba, ekspresinya terlihat sangat menghina. "Abella, sejak kapan kamu belajar buat menipu orang?" "Sekalipun kamu mati di hadapanku, aku juga nggak akan memandangmu." Setelah itu, Vincent berbalik badan dan berjalan pergi sambil menggenggam tangan kekasih barunya. Saat dibawa ke rumah sakit, bayi dalam gendonganku sudah mati lemas. Ibuku terkena serangan jantung setelah mendengar kabar itu dan segala upaya penyelamatan tidak efektif. Aku koma di rumah sakit selama dua hari. Saat aku terbangun, Vincent tidak ada di sana. Hanya ada ayahnya Vincent, Reyhan Gredi, yang merupakan pemimpin sebenarnya. Pria itu berdiri di depan tempat tidurku. Aku pun berbicara kepadanya dengan tenang. "Lepaskan aku. Aku sudah membayar utangku pada keluarga kalian dengan nyawaku." Setelah itu, suami mafia yang memperlakukanku dengan dingin itu …. Dia benar-benar berlutut di hadapanku dan memohon agar aku pulang. Namun, aku bukan lagi wanita menyedihkan yang dengan patuh menanti kepulangannya. Aku adalah istri mafia yang begitu berbalik badan, tidak akan pernah lagi menoleh ke belakang.

Abigail, a struggling writer, time-travels to 19th century France, landing in the lavender fields of Provence. There she meets Vincent, a solitary artist with a mysterious past. Together, they explore the land and inspire each other's work, leading to a passionate, yet doomed, affair. As the hourglass drains, Abigail must choose between her modern life or her love for Vincent in the past

The first time Vincent's fell upon Venessa, he knew for sure that he would make her his. But what if Vincent found out that Venessa's life is on stake? In order to save her, he decided to marry her but little did he know that there are more troubles and more obstacles to test their relationship and most of all Venessa's faith and love for him.

Since childhood, Emerald Buensuceso developed strong feeling with Vincent Zobel de Ayala, Both were came from wealthy and well known family in Quezon province, she thought it was just an infatuation during her childhood.Then she realized that she was madly in-love to the eldest son of the Zobel de Ayala who is five years older than her but possesses devilish handsome look, but Vincent only treated the youngest daughter of the Buensuceso as his younger sister and besides he is already engaged to her eldest sister Kristina. Until one day they han been entangled into an unexpected circumstance that there is no turning back from the situation they engaged in, and the worst thing is, the man of his life only feels hatred towards her. How can Emerald manage to win Vincent's heart?

When I saw Vincent Carson again, he was now the formidable head of the Carson Corporation with a net worth of tens of millions. By his side was a young, promising screenwriter. Meanwhile, I dragged myself out of the basement, crippled and in a pitiful state. With a condescending tone, Vincent asked, "Three years ago, you sabotaged Irene's chance to win that award. Do you regret it now? If you wish to remain my wife, you must apologize to Irene first." At the same time, the system's voice sounded in my mind, 'Host, are you ready to go home?' I nodded silently. A look of satisfaction washed over Vincent's face as he stepped forward to embrace me. However, in the blink of an eye, I began to vanish right before his eyes. Subsequently, I heard he lost his sanity.

Their love was forbidden, but Vincent and Isla defied the odds, vowing to marry in secret to seal a bond no one could break. Yet on the eve of their wedding, betrayal struck. Vincent’s mother used her wealth to bribe Isla’s father, tearing her away from the man she loved. Years later, destiny brought them face-to-face once more. But the man who once adored her now bore nothing but coldness and anger. Despite the bitterness in his heart, Vincent issued an ultimatum: Isla must marry him—or risk losing the most precious part of her life, their son, Matthew. Can love survive where betrayal has sown its seeds? Or will desire reignite a passion too intense to deny?

My mother-in-law’s final wish was simple—she wanted one last trip to Hawaii, to bask in the warmth of the sun before her time ran out. But her son, Vincent, didn’t see it that way. He thought I was manipulating her, using her as an excuse to drag him on a vacation he didn’t want. So, out of spite, he refused to grant her dying wish. I begged him. Pleaded. Swallowed my pride and all the hurt his accusations brought. After relentless persuasion, he finally relented. I thought, at last, I could give Lucy the happiness she deserved. But on the day we were set to leave, Vincent was nowhere to be found. And that same day, Lucy suffered a heart attack. She passed away with only me by her side—never getting to feel the warmth of the sun on her skin one last time. And then I saw it. A picture. Vincent, tagged at a luxury resort with his ex. The caption from her read: Thank you for abandoning your job to take me on this trip. You’re the best. I didn’t scream. I didn’t cry. I didn’t even confront him. I just packed my bags and left. And this time? Vincent found out about the truth and begged me to stay.

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"Kalau kamu nggak mau menitipkan bapak kamu ke kerabatnya, bawa aja ke panti jompo, atau taruh di jalanan. Pasti bakal ada orang kaya yang mau memelihara! Membesarkan dua anak aja gaji kamu pas-pasan, apalagi harus merawat bapak kamu yang setiap hari harus pakai popok dan minum obat!"