Hollup Let Him Cook

SynopsisThree years ago, he got on one knee to propose to her. He swore he would make her the happiest bride in the world. However, a year later, she had an accidental miscarriage, and he got into a car accident and needed a new kidney to survive. After that traumatic night, they could never go back to the way they were before.Now, she was tired and wanted a divorce. However, John Freeman had imprisoned her at home instead.He said, “Don’t even think about a divorce. You have to atone for your crime for the rest of your life!”Olivia smiled bitterly. “John, I have terminal lung cancer. You can’t keep me here!”

One night, during a celebration with her brother's friends, Charlotte's parents announced that she was getting married. Even though there was no love between them, the wedding took place. After getting pregnant, Charlotte started to develop feelings for her husband, Elijah. However, she soon discovered that he was involved with another woman.

Lillian’s marriage to Alpha Keegan was never built on love, but she never imagined how far she’d be pushed. With a cold, indifferent husband and a manipulative mother demanding constant financial support, Lillian’s life has become a cage. When Sienna, the woman Keegan is clearly in love with, enters the picture, Lillian’s place in her own world crumbles—especially when she learns Sienna is pregnant with Keegan's child. After a minor injury leads to an unexpected hospital visit, Keegan’s sudden concern feels more like a performance for his family than genuine care. But when he demands she donate blood to save Sienna, Lillian’s breaking point arrives. Tired of being a pawn in a game of indifference and manipulation, Lillian decides it's time to leave. But escaping the man who controls her fate and the pack that doesn’t understand her pain will be no easy task. With a shattered heart and no allies, Lillian must find the courage to break free and reclaim her life. Will Lillian rise above the betrayals, or will she remain a shadow of the woman she was meant to be?

Hanggang saan ang kakayanin mong tiisin? Kung paulit-ulit na pinapamukha sayo ng taong mahal mo na isa kang babaing walang dignidad? Na babaing tinikman ng lahat ng lalaki? Kaya mo bang tiisin ang pagmamahal sa taong hindi kana kayang mahalin dahil lang sa isang pagkakamali?

“Ahhh!…. K-uya, masakit!…” naluluhang wika niya habang dahan-dahang pinapasok ng kinakapatid niyang si Hunter ang pagkalal*ki nito sa makipot niyang kweba. “Ako ang bahala, bunso. Magtiwala ka lang sa akin. Alam kong masakit pa ito sa una dahil birhen ka pa, pero pinapangako ko sa’yo… I’ll be gentle...” "Kuyaaa!!!... Ang sakit talaga, ayaw ko na, please! huhuhuh!!!..." Parang bata siya kung umiyak. Well, bata pa naman talaga siya… ‘Yun sana ang araw ng pagiging ganap niyang dalaga dahil 18th birthday niya sa gabing iyon. "Hindi ko na pwedeng hugutin… naipasok ko na ang kalahati… ahhhh… ang sikip kasi!…" wika ni Hunter sa ibabaw niya pero lalo cyang umiyak. Humugot muna ito ng malalim na hininga bago bumaba sa ibabaw nya at tumabi ng higa. “Sorry, bunso… di ko na itutuloy. Pero promise me, akin ka na ha? Hihintayin kita. ‘Wag kang magnobyo ng iba sa Manila… akin ka lang.” Hinahaplos nito ang kanyang mukha, pinunasan ang mga luhang lumabas mula sa kanyang mga mata. “Sorry na, bunso… shhh. Don’t cry, Baby. I will take care of you. I promise, akin ka na, papanagutan kita sa pagdating ng panahon. From now on, you’re mine!” Humihikbi cyang nagtakip ng kumot sa hubad na katawan nya. Siya si Yasmin Therese Ledesma, at kinakapatid niya si Hunter Rosales. Debut party nya iyon… araw ng pagiging ganap nyang dalaga... at iyon din ang gabi ng pagkawasak ng pagkababa*e niya! Paano nya haharapin ang mga darating pang araw kasama ang kinakapatid na si Hunter? At paano naman siya seseryosohin nito kung titibo-tibo cya?

Ken spent a fortune on our wedding. But on our wedding night, he left me to take care of his crush, Jenny Johnson, who was struggling with severe depression. I grabbed a chainsaw, took down her door, and demanded a divorce. Jenny's eyes were swollen from crying. "I'll leave Ken alone, back to you. My life isn't as important as your happiness—" Ken, distressed beyond words, warned me, "Mayson White, listen to me. If Jenny ends up taking her own life because of you, you'll pay with yours." Later, he caught me cheating with his best friend. With red eyes, he pleaded, "Mayson, break up with him. I can pretend none of this happened. Let's just be together." "No way," I said. "He'll threaten to end his life if he never sees me. You're such a good guy and wouldn't want to force him to go through with it, would you?"

Life is about competition. competition is part of characteristics of living things. Crystal Stallone is a brave, courageous,a beauty to write about as it's name entails "crystal"her cute and shinny face,her black long hair,small waist and her soft and pinks lips,her thick body are features one wouldn't resist to write about.she is the only daughter of a well known fashion magazine "My face,my beauty"she was born into fashion all she loves to do is taking care of her beauty,she puts on the lastest designers,shoes,bag, jewelries. As Fate could have it "Nothing in this world is perfect"same to Crystal as beautiful she is,she is the dullest and dumbest student in her class, No one compete with her in worst grades but Crystal prefers her beauty to her grades. Some of the teacher already accepted her fate,her nonchalant behaviors. Crystal was in love with a person who rejected her confession and underestimate her "Damien" His awards can't be written. "A notable and prestige child of the mayor of New York city. He is rude and grumpy too. Damien,in general was never interested in women,he resent ladies because they thinks nothing other than gushing over pretty boys and celebrities. The school depends on his intelligence and ability. "No other winner than him." Apart from being the school brilliant boy,he is apopular athlete. Damien being a proud jerk had underestimated crystal,the very known dumbest girl in the school,even though she still wanted to love him but really had to give up because of how humiliated she felt. Crystal made her vow to always be his rival by competing with him in everything he has. She made a vow that whenever there's a boy named Damien in every competition,there will be a girl named Crystal as his rival. Moreover,the difference between a boy and a girl is just Biology.

After three tireless years of giving her all, Suzy Frost faced the ultimate betrayal on the operating table when she heard, "Her life or death means nothing to me." Realizing she was nothing more than a shadow to her husband, Dylan Wright, who was still devoted to his first love, Suzy took a dramatic step back. She left behind a stark divorce agreement and disappeared from his life without a trace. Their paths crossed again under unexpected circumstances—Suzy was now the mysterious fiancée of Dylan’s best friend. Unable to hide his tumultuous feelings, Dylan pulled her into a possessive embrace and declared, "I won't grant you a divorce!" With a scornful glance, Suzy retorted, "Who do you think you are?" To which he fired back, "I'm still your husband!"

Axel, handsome, smart, with a secret that hasn't been revealed yet, a secret that could clear up that mess of conflicting feelings that he was just having, that made him feel bad of what he felt for HER. Was it possible to have such strong feelings for someone who was connected to you by blood? But was she? She was the only person who helped him, who got him out of his crisis, who calmed his head when he started thinking too much. Emma was his sleeping pill, and the heartbeat that made his heart live. Ali never let her feelings control her, she didn't want to get hurt, and she never would let anyone get inside that part of her and hurt her. But there was him, Miles, there had always been only him, and he had tried so hard that by now she had become accustomed to his presence, to have him in her bed, but what would have happened if Miles had found something better? Someone who could give him what Ali never did in all those years? Would Alison have understood how important he really was to him or let him fly away from her? Liam had eyes always and only for one person, but that person never looked at him, her attention was focused on someone else, and Liam had done nothing but remain silent, let that love consume him silently until he met her, Ellen. She was everything a man could want in a woman, she consumed him, turned him around in her hands. But what would have happened if that love, that little flash of light had returned when he least expected it? If he had awakened in him that something he thought was lost forever? Who would have chosen Liam?

I received a pornographic video. "Do you like this?" The man speaking in the video is my husband, Mark, whom I haven't seen for several months. He is naked, his shirt and pants scattered on the ground, thrusting forcefully on a woman whose face I can't see, her plump and round breasts bouncing vigorously. I can clearly hear the slapping sounds in the video, mixed with lustful moans and grunts. "Yes, yes, fuck me hard, baby," the woman screams ecstatically in response. "You naughty girl!" Mark stands up and flips her over, slapping her buttocks as he speaks. "Stick your ass up!" The woman giggles, turns around, sways her buttocks, and kneels on the bed. I feel like someone has poured a bucket of ice water on my head. It's bad enough that my husband is having an affair, but what's worse is that the other woman is my own sister, Bella. *** “I want to get a divorce, Mark,” I repeated myself in case he didn't hear me the first time—even though I knew he'd heard me clearly. He stared at me with a frown before answering coldly, "It's not up to you! I'm very busy, don't waste my time with such boring topics, or try to attract my attention!" The last thing I was going to do was argue or bicker with him. "I will have the lawyer send you the divorce agreement," was all I said, as calmly as I could muster. He didn't even say another word after that and just went through the door he'd been standing in front of, slamming it harshly behind him. My eyes lingered on the knob of the door a bit absentmindedly before I pulled the wedding ring off my finger and placed it on the table.