Grávida E Traída, A Esposa Inútil Era Um Génio Médico

A book lover, an innocent teenager, and an incoming college student named Bliss Dy welcomes the new chapter of her life as her father got promoted in his job. Upon meeting his dad's boss, the CEO of the company, fate seems to enjoy bumping them into each other unexpectedly. Can a funny coincidence turn into something romantic and magical? Is falling for her dad's boss will make her life blissful?

From an awkward, insecure teen to a fully grown woman—she's come a long way. After everything she’s been through, she knows now that the cheap love of her past doesn’t define her worth. Her past may be messy, even painful, but just look at the woman she’s chosen to become: strong, beautiful, and unshakable. It’s hard for her to give love a second chance—especially after building walls so high. And then he said, "I know it’s too much to ask for a second chance. Deep down, I know how badly I hurt you. My heart aches every time I replay what I said, what I did. I wish I could take it all back. I know you're scared and hesitant—but please… let me in again."

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.

Je suis revenue à la vie, et j'ai décidé d'écrire le nom de ma sœur sur la demande de mariage. Cette fois, j'ai laissé Laurent Hénault à ma petite sœur. Dans cette vie, j'ai été la première à faire porter la robe de mariée à ma sœur, à lui faire enfiler la bague de fiançailles. J'ai moi-même provoqué chacune de leurs rencontres. Il a emmené ma sœur à Paris, et je suis aussitôt partie dans le sud pour étudier à l'université de Nice. Tout cela, simplement parce que, dans ma vie précédente, j'avais déjà dépassé la cinquantaine, et pourtant, j'ai tout de même accepté de les voir — lui et notre fils — me supplier à genoux de divorcer, simplement pour accomplir sa dernière histoire d'amour avec ma sœur. Ayant revécu une vie, je n'ai souhaité qu'une chose : déployer mes ailes et m'éloigner de tout attachement sentimental.

Ang kasal ay nagbibigkis sa dalawang taong nagmamahalan. Si Jane ay kinasal sa lalaking dalawang beses palang niyang nakikita. Wala silang pagmamahal sa isa’t isa, para sa kanilang dalawa ang kanilang kasal ay sa papel lamang. Paano kung isang araw ay matuklasan niya na si Clegane, ang kanyang asawa ay hindi pala ordinaryong lalaki lang?

Tonia's life shatters when her Alpha husband, who has always loved her, finds his fated mate. In a twinkling of an eye, she becomes a stranger in her own house, as her husband showers all his attention and love on his fated mate. Heartbroken and dejected, Tonia ends up having an accidental one night stand with a handsome stranger. What happens when this handsome stranger turns out to be the Lycan king? Now, he will stop at nothing to have her by his side. What happens when Tonia's ex-husband regrets his actions and comes begging for a second chance?

I no longer deliver meals to my husband, Zachary Smith—the man who became the factory manager after receiving a scholarship that brought him to the city—since my rebirth. I even make sure to detour using the gate at the factory's north side whenever he uses the southern gate after he finishes his meetings. In my past life, I was fully aware he took me as his wife—a humble country woman—just for the chance to move to the city. Yet, I insisted on becoming his wife, anyway. After all, I was convinced that a person's true affections could be earned and nurtured. Yet, Zachary maintained a constant, formal distance throughout our marriage. He would simply offer me a book the moment I attempted to bridge the gap, saying, "You should study more so that you don't continually attract people's contempt." I got emboldened by the drink as I threw my arms around him, yet he merely accepted the embrace rigidly, whispering, "It's just what married couples do." It wasn't until decades later, as I lay on my deathbed, that I discovered the heartbreaking words in his autobiography. In it, he stated that our entire marriage was like being trapped in a mire and that he never wanted to be with me again if he were to ever be reborn. I felt a searing pain tearing through my heart as I closed my eyes in devastating anguish. When I open my eyes again, I find myself back at the point in time when the gossip about Zachary and Juliana Ziegler, the factory's technician who studied abroad, first began to spread. In this life, I choose not to fight or cause drama. Instead, I am the one who brings up the divorce.

My husband and his employees went on a camping trip, and his assistant posted on social media. [We drew lots for the tents, and guess who ended up with the handsome CEO!] The post showed a selfie she took. Behind her, my husband was taking his shirt off. Someone left a comment. [A man and a woman alone together? Sounds juicy.] The assistant quickly replied with a smirking emoji. [I like a little excitement!] After I liked the post, it was deleted right away. Soon, my husband called me on video. In front of his crying assistant and several employees, he scolded, “Why did you like the post?! It was just a game! Don’t be so close-minded!” As I watched him hold the assistant in arms and comforted her, I quietly hung up. After ten years of loving Caelan Sullivan, I decided then and there to let go.

On my 18th birthday, my stepmother, Sheila Coleman, teams up with her secret lover, William Lynch, to kill me in cold blood. After that, she carves my femur into a bone sculpture and presents it to my dad as a gift. Dad loves the sculpture to no end. Thanks to Sheila slandering me in the past, he doesn't give a damn about me at all, even after finding out that I've gone missing. In fact, he even declares that he wants to cut off all ties with me. "Don't bring that brat up in front of me from now on! I hope that she dies out there!" But when he finds out that I'm really dead, he goes crazy from remorse.

I've been married to billionaire CEO Christopher Hayes for two years, and only now does my ex, Benjamin Clarke, decide to propose. The rumble of engines echoes as a fleet of black trucks lines up neatly outside my private estate. The drivers unload box after box of gifts—luxury watches, fine jewelry, couture gowns, and even a grand piano. Standing proudly among the shower of rose petals, he announces, "Sienna, I told you—the only reason I had a child with my sister-in-law was because my older brother died in an accident, and she wanted to keep our family's bloodline alive. "The baby just turned a month old. I've fulfilled my promise to her, and now I've come to marry you!" I lounge in the heated pool, having just finished my postpartum recovery exercises, and I can't even be bothered to look at him. He knits his brows, and his tone turns patronizing. "I know you're upset, but you're the heiress of the Grant family; you have everything you could ever want! Why can't you show a little compassion for a widow who just lost her husband? "I know it was selfish of me to make you wait for two years, but I'm back now! Our wedding will be held in three days. I can tell you still care about me. If not, why would you greet me in such a revealing bikini?" His overconfidence makes me chuckle. "Guards, get him out of here! I'm trying to swim here." What a joke. I've just welcomed the heir of Hayes Group into the world, and Christopher has been insisting that I take our baby home to visit my parents. Yet, somehow, I end up running into this idiot.