His Pregnant Ex-wife

After I got pregnant, I witnessed my boyfriend's grandmother's death. She left behind a secret, and now, everyone who knows that secret is dead. First, it was my boyfriend's father who died. My boyfriend's mother followed soon after. Lastly, my boyfriend died too. He ended his life by overdosing right before my eyes. The media went wild. They dug obsessively for the truth. Again and again, the police summoned me for questioning. Online hate toward me was overwhelming. Everyone wants to know what the secret is. People claim I cursed my boyfriend's entire family to death, just to keep the secret to myself. I stay silent, never saying a word in defense of myself. On the seventh day after my boyfriend had passed, I spot someone at his funeral. At that moment, I place my hand on my swollen belly. I am utterly calm and at peace. It is time for me and my child to die too.

She was the Heiress to a multi-million dollar company, he was the heir to a multi-billion dollar bronze Empire. In their five years of marriage she gave him everything, but all she got in return was a cheating and assaulting husband. When she walked in on him and saw him and her boyfriend in an intimate position, she was done being the good wife, she presented him with a divorce papers and left the country. Five years later, she's back with two gorgeous daughter, and was now the president's youngest wife At the sunshot campaign, he bumped into her with her two gorgeous daughter "Mummy, daddy is staring at us" One of her daughters pointed at him with her tiny finger.

Angelo "Ang" Rodriguez is a broken man, matapos mawala ang babaeng pinakamamahal ay tuluyan nang nagbago ang binata maliban pa sa nangyari sa pinakamamahal nitong kapatid na si Anthony ngunit isang bagay ang hindi matanggap ng binata at iyon ay ang asawa ni Anthony na si Miranda Sandoval, ang gold digger na babaeng pinakasalan ni Anthony ng nasa US pa ito at gagawin ni Ang ang lahat para mawala ang naturang babae sa buhay nila ngunit ang hindi inaasahan ni Ang ay ang mahulog ang loob sa naturang babae sa babaeng apat na beses nang kinasal.

She remembered well, in her previous life, she was also named Lisa, the only daughter of the James family. When she was out, she accidentally saw Mark bullying others with a scary face, from her she was always scared and timid in front of him. But because there was a time when the weak James family forced her to marry Lisa to Mark, she tried all ways to escape from Mark but failed, once when she escaped, she was disabled for life.

When 24-year-old business mogul Jonathan Gonzalez and fiery 18-year-old heiress Stefani Hernandez are suddenly engaged, they are at each other's throats. But as Jonathan gets to know the real Stefani, he finds himself falling for her despite her hot temper. As he goes above and beyond to protect and care for Stefani, Jonathan becomes determined to win her heart and tame his feisty bride-to-be. Will their love conquer their differences, or will their stubborn personalities tear them apart?

After Freya found she was pregnant for her husband, she wanted to tell him happily only for her to find out he wanted a divorce. His first love was back and he chose her over him, what was worse, she was pregnant for him. In despair and heartbroken, she signed the divorce agreement and left the country. She came back 6years later as the popular hidden heiress everyone was looking for, she has a hidden twins for him but she doesn’t want to accept him back no matter how much he tries.

My blood ran cold. Not just because of the words, they’d done worse than the scheme. They mocked me. Rewrote my pain as a punchline. Danced on the grave of my dignity like it was confetti. I staggered back from the door, suddenly aware of how my hands were trembling. Of how my chest rose and fell like I was still being dragged underwater. I could still feel it, the betrayal. The nights I cried myself sick. The baby. The blood. The gaslighting. The cold stares. The silence. No, this wasn’t just a memory. It was a resurrection. I pressed my hand to my chest, grounding myself. This body? This moment? It was mine now. Not theirs. Not his. If this was a curse, I’d break it. If this was a second chance? I’d weaponize it. Let them laugh. Let them bask in their borrowed joy. Because from this moment on, I’m not playing the quiet, obedient pawn. I’m the storm they tried to silence. The reckoning wrapped in silk and scars. They don’t deserve peace. Not after what they did to me. I’ll make them feel it. The same agony, the same betrayal. No, worse. Double. And the Kensingtons? Oh, they won’t be spared either. Their blood's just as soaked in my suffering. I lived by their rules in my last life. In this one? They live by mine. And mercy? Yeah, I left that behind in the last timeline.

On our first wedding anniversary, I found out I was pregnant, which I believed was the best gift for my husband, but! I was greeted with a divorce agreement. TODAY last year: "Did you also have someone in your life you're trying to forget?" "Yes." " Let's both do our best to have a pleasant and joyful relationship!" "Ok." I lied to him, I fabricated an imaginary ex-boyfriend just so I could marry Johnson. A marriage that begins with a lie is probably not destined to end well. I knew I could marry Johnson because of a bet he had made with his ex-girlfriend. But I didn't understand，I thought he would fall in love with me over time. He's been making love to me every night for a year, so why? I'm leaving with my pride and my precious baby, but why is he suddenly unwilling to sign the divorce papers?

After Lucy Shawn stumbles on her husband cheating on her with his ex on their second anniversary, she presents him with a divorce letter and revenge in mind. Her revenge? Stealing his brother’s heart and tearing his empire to dust. But as Lucy navigates her revenge plan, she is entangled in a web of deceit and seduction. She realises her revenge may come at a deadly cost she may not be willing to pay. Will her quest for retribution consume her, or will she emerge victorious in this game of love, power, and deceit?

"Alex... help… please…" I tried to whisper, but no sound came out. I saw them, Alexander had his arms wrapped around Sophia, who was clutching him like her life depended on it. She was pressed against his chest, her face buried in his neck, and she wasn't letting go. "Don't look at her," Sophia whispered loudly. "You'll only make yourself sick with guilt. This isn't your fault. She did this to herself by being dramatic." That's when I heard the scream. "Oh my God! Mrs. Sterling!" Rosa, one of our housemaids, came rushing into the dining room. "Mrs. Sterling, what happened to you?" Rosa dropped to her knees beside me, her hands fluttering over my body like she didn't know where to start. "You're bleeding! There's so much blood everywhere!” I was bleeding? I couldn't feel anything below my waist anymore, but when I managed to glance down, I saw the dark stain spreading across my dress. "Mr. Alexander!" Rosa shouted, her voice cracking with an anger I’ve never seen in her before. She looked ready to commit murder. Did I look that bad? “Your wife is dying! How can you do this to her? How can you stand there holding another woman while your wife bleeds to death on the floor?!" Rosa snarled. "Rosa, lower your voice," Alexander snapped, but I could hear something different in his tone. Uncertainty. "Take Ivy to the hospital and stop making a scene, or you'll be looking for another job." Rosa shot back, tears streaming down her face. "¡Sos un bueno para nada! What kind of man are you?" I was going to die. Right here on my dining room floor, wearing my mother's blood-stained dress while my husband comforted another woman.