Had A Bad Day By Daniel Powter

"ถ้าไม่มีอะไรแล้ว งั้นฉันขอตัว" หญิงสาวพูดขึ้นด้วยสีหน้าท่าทางยังคงนิ่งเฉย ลุกขึ้นจากโซฟาทำท่าจะเดินออกไป แต่... "เดี๋ยว..." เสียงทุ้มเข้มเอ่ยเรียกคนตัวเล็กขึ้นทำให้พราวดาวชะงักเท้า แต่แล้วก็ต้องนิ่งไปกับประโยคต่อมาที่ได้ยิน "...เธอยังไม่ได้จ่ายดอกเบี้ยครั้งสุดท้าย"

My boyfriend found my menstruation disgusting and forced me to undergo subdermal implantation. From then on, I no longer had periods and couldn’t conceive. One day, I had a fever reaching 40°C and couldn’t contact him. I went to the hospital alone, only to stumble upon him attending a prenatal checkup with his secretary. He told her: “Baby, don’t worry about Claire. She only listens to me here, doesn’t she?” “We can postpone the wedding for another five years. She’s loyal to me like a dog anyway.” “In the meantime, keep fulfilling your end of the arrangement I’ve promised you.” “Of course, I’ll continue loving you... until I’m tired of you.” My heart shattered. I’d proposed to him 43 times in seven years, only to fail every single time. It turned out he just hadn’t gotten bored of me yet? This time, I decided not to wait any longer. I turned my back on him and agreed to the marriage my mother arranged in the countryside. On the day my ex was supposed to accompany me to try on wedding dresses, he found an empty room and a wedding invitation I left for him to celebrate my marriage to someone else. Panic consumed him as his world fell apart...

My marriage to Lucian Hawke was hailed as the most perfect union in the mafia world. As the daughter of the Sinclair family and him being the sole heir of the Hawke family, our marriage united the two most powerful mafia families in the Northeastern. I thought we were unbreakable. Then, I was diagnosed with terminal cancer. As if life couldn’t get any worse, my husband's first love returned—on the very same day. That night, the man I’d been married to for years didn’t come home. The next morning, his voice was cold, distant. Indifferent. “I’ve got the divorce papers ready. When can you come sign them?” I hesitated, struggling to steady my voice. “I’m still at the hospital.” He didn’t even pause. “I don’t care if you're on your deathbed, Elara. Come home and sign the goddamn papers.” My heart shattered, but I refused to let it show. “As you wish, Lucian.” What he didn’t know was that I was dying—literally. A week later, at my funeral, Lucian wearing a tuxedo, weeping at my grave, whispering regrets he should have voiced when I was still breathing. Ironically, my funeral day, was also his wedding day with his sweetheart. But it was too late, my love. This time, you’ll never see me again.

After a near-death experience that killed his friend, James develops the power to see the unseen. This 'gift' becomes a curse when his family moves into a new home beset by darkness. James must solve the puzzle of the vengeful spirits and the added question of why his friend's soul still lingers and deals with conflicted emotions about secrets never told. Neither life or death are simple, and evil lurks in both.

Before my wedding, my vision which I lost after saving Bruce unexpectedly returned. Overjoyed, I hurried to share the wonderful news with him, but as I stepped into the living room, I froze. Bruce and my cousin, Kerry, were in a passionate embrace. "Bruce, the baby is perfectly healthy now. The doctor said we can sleep together again! Why don't we do it right here in the living room? Also, isn't it thrilling to do it here while Nancy is asleep in her room?" "Shut up! Don't joke about my wife like that!" Bruce snapped at her, but his reprimand was accompanied by a kiss. I stood there, watching in shock as their movements grew more intense and their breathing became heavier. Only then did I piece it all together. Their sudden shared enthusiasm for indoor workouts six months ago wasn't about fitness at all. Covering my mouth to stifle a sob, I turned back to my room and shut the door. I decided then and there: Bruce didn't need to know I had recovered. Reaching for my phone, I dialed my mother. "Mom, I'm not marrying Bruce anymore. I'll marry the comatose heir of the Blakes instead. I don't need Bruce in my life."

How can I escape from the dangerous and charming villain?How can he say so many sweet words? Why does he smile so invitingly? Help! This villain is so attractive. What should I do?More bad boys will appear in the story.

All she dream of is to marry a man she loves, and to build a complete family with that man. Ngunit sa araw ng pinapangarap na kasal, hindi niya alam na mababago ang lahat. Sinira ng babaeng minsan na niyang pinagselosan ang araw na matagal nilang pinaghandaan, at nabunyag ang kataksilan ng lalaking sana ay siya niyang makatutuwang sa buhay. Alam ni Caroline ang pakiramdam na maging unwanted child, dahil siya mismo, naranasan iyon. Kaya nang sabihin ng babaeng iyon na ipinagbubuntis nito ang bunga ng kataksilan ng nobyo niya—itinigil niya ang kasal. Pirma na lang sana ang kulang. Pipirma na lang sana si Jordan… Pero luhaan niyang nilisan ang lugar. Ipinaubaya niya ang lalaking minamahal, at nagpakalango siya sa alak. Para lang magising sa estrangherong lugar, at mabuntis ng estrangherong iniligtas niya sa inaakalang pagpapatiwakal. Sino nga ba ang ama ng dalawang supling na naging bunga ng isang gabing pagpapakalunoy niya sa kabiguan, na nag-take advantage sa kaniyang kalasingan? Darating pa kaya ang panahong may maipakilala siyang ama sa kambal na naging bunga ng isang gabing kapabayaan, gayong ni hindi niya maalala ang pagmumukha ng lalaking iyon?

My three-year-old daughter was playing in the room, and she suddenly fell from the window of the room and died. In my past life, I held her lifeless body after learning the news, crying so hard I thought I would never stop. But when my husband rushed back, he slapped me across the face without a second thought. "How could you be so cruel? You actually threw her out of the window—she was only three!" I was too stunned to react. Later, my husband and my best friend teamed up and testified that I had thrown my daughter from the window because I had an argument with my husband. I was cyberbullied and labeled the "evil mom". Amid the public hatred and the pain of losing my daughter, I jumped to prove my innocence. Even in death, I still didn't understand. My daughter had been fine playing in the room—how did she fall out of the window? When I opened my eyes again, I was back on the day she fell.

อย่าปากดีให้มันมากนักตราบใดที่ยังต้องใช้ชีวิตอยู่ที่นี่ก็ต้องทำตามที่ฉันสั่งและหัดเจียมตัวไว้ด้วย!

"ไอ้บ้า!" ฉันตะโกนออกมาจนสุดเสียง พยายามดิ้นแรงๆ เพราะหวังจะหลุดจากการเกาะกุมให้ได้ แต่แรงเท่ามดแบบฉัน ไม่สามารถสู้แรงช้างแบบหมอนี่ได้เลย "ไม่เลิกอวดดีก็ดีเหมือนกัน จุกขึ้นมา จะได้ไม่ต้องโทษฉัน!" "กรี๊ดดดดด!" ฉันกรี้ดออกมาอย่างขัดใจ สองแขนถูกหมอนั่นกดลงกับเตียงเอาไว้ แล้วหมอนั่นก็ใช้ปากกับหน้าอกของฉัน ทั้งขบ ทั้งกัด ทั้งดูดแบบนั้น มันบวมเป่งจนไม่รู้จะบวมตรงไหนแล้ว เนินอกที่เคยขาวผ่อง หมอนั่นก็ฝากรอยจนเกลื่อนกลาด หมอนี่มันเถื่อนมากกว่าที่ฉันคิดเอาไว้ด้วยซ้ำ "เกลียด ฉันเกลียดนาย!" "เกลียดได้ แต่จำด้วย ว่าเธอเป็นของใคร!" หมอนั่นพันธนาการข้อมือของฉันด้วยมือเพียงข้างเดียว ก่อนจะค่อยๆ ปลดกางเกงยีนส์ราคาแพงของตัวเองออกไป ไม่ต้องบอกเลย ว่าฉันกำลังจะเจอกับอะไรในรูปแบบไหน เพราะนับตั้งแต่วันนั้น วันที่เป็นวันเกิดของฉัน วันที่เราไปดื่มกันที่ผับ แล้วเพื่อนสนิทของฉันที่ชื่อเวกัสได้หายไป คนแรกที่ฉันสงสัย คือเพื่อนสนิทของนายคนนี้ แต่แทนที่มันจะบอกฉันดีๆ แต่กลับใช้วิธีสกปรก ให้ฉันยอมตกเป็นของมัน