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Theo Oblinger can't be arsed to admit that he feels a bit stuck. At 26, he's in the middle of finishing his PhD, thinks love just isn’t for him and plays the piano at an exclusive Club during the weekends. On a bleak Saturday night, he meets the owner’s son, Sam Wilcox, who might just help him get out of that place.

While I was bleeding heavily from my miscarriage, the hospital needed a family member to sign some documents urgently. The nurse frantically called my husband on my phone. After more than ten rejected calls, he finally answered, his voice a frustrated yell, "I'm busy! Don't bother me with these little things!" When we tried calling again, I realized he had blocked my number. Despite the pain, I forced myself to sit up and sign the papers. Tragically, our baby couldn't be saved. Later, I saw a viral video of my husband kissing his childhood sweetheart under fireworks. "It was just a silly joke," she said, "but he surprised me by lighting up the whole city with fireworks as a present!" Seeing their matching wedding rings, I wordlessly slipped off the simple ring I'd worn for five years and threw it in the bin. After coming so close to death, he was now insignificant to me.

It's my first time going on a trip with my boyfriend. I overhear him on the phone with his friend as they discuss how he's going to deflower me. "Grayson, you should be able to have your way with Summer this time, right?" "Don't even talk about that. She's so conservative—I've said and done everything, yet she refuses to budge!" I lower my hand instead of knocking on the door. I stand outside the room and listen as he continues. "Come off it. We've given you so many ideas in the group chat, haven't we? Have none of them worked? And didn't you guys get a room yesterday? You should've just brought sedatives. Think about how easy it would've been if you could've just knocked her out!" Grayson Hale snaps, "I forgot, alright? Besides, who would've known there'd be two beds in the room? She insisted on sleeping separately, too. I sneaked onto her bed in the middle of the night when I saw she was asleep. She woke up just as I was about to take off her clothes and kicked me off!" My blood runs cold. My hands tremble as I reply to my boss' message. "I accept headquarter's decision to transfer me."

When I have a pen in my hand and paper before me, I think I want to write something to cast every despair in my pathetic life away. I have a figure of a depressed guy whose fate is too much: saving the world. He is not stupid nor even smart, he is not ugly nor even good looking. He is just a nijikon (A person who loves an anime character more than the real one) like me. He once thought to give up on life, but an event changes his life. I'm sure you guys start guessing how the story goes, but too bad, this one is different than the others.

Years after graduation, someone suddenly tags me in the class group chat. "Mr. Warren is gravely ill, Mira. Aren't you going to do anything? You really are heartless!" I only realize what's going on when I click on the fundraising link in the chat. Our high school homeroom teacher, Joseph Warren, has late-stage cancer. Thus, Lyra Fairfield, the class belle, is leading a fundraiser and patient-donor matching process. "I'll donate ten thousand dollars. My husband is the director of Waverly General Hospital, and I've already asked him to arrange a VIP ward for Mr. Warren." Right after I send that message, the group pounces on me. "Mira, you contracted an STD back then and tried to pin it on Lyra. She didn't even hold it against you, and now you're trying to steal her thunder? You're unbelievable!" "I can't believe you're still lying through your teeth during such a serious situation. You never change, do you?" Lyra immediately defuses the tension. "Mira, I don't blame you for what happened in the past, but you really shouldn't impersonate the director's wife. I've already arranged the ward and surgery, and I'm donating another 100 thousand dollars to Mr. Warren!" I'm this close to laughing out of sheer anger. She's the one who scratched her name off the diagnosis report and framed me for having an STD all those years ago. I never even confronted her about it, and now she's playing the victim? Lyra soon posts a photo in the group chat, showing off her husband's car. Yet, when I see the man in the passenger seat, I guffaw. Isn't that my husband's driver? When did he start running a hospital?

Rani diam-diam memutuskan untuk berhenti kerja dengan tujuan untuk memberikan kejutan buat suaminya yang selama ini ingin dia jadi full time ibu rumah tangga. Namun ketika sedang menjenguk temannya yang sakit, Rani justru memergoki suaminya bersama wanita lain di poli kandungan! Parahnya, penyelidikan wanita itu justru membuatnya tahu bahwa sang suami telah menikah lagi... Lantas, sanggupkah Rani memaafkan pengkhianatan suaminya dan menerima jika dirinya adalah surga yang tidak diinginkan?

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Giselle Shaw, the intern, has sent a five-dollar bonus to the company's group chat that has 500 members in it. I get crowned as the luckiest person for being able to claim 20 cents from the bonus. So, Giselle tags me in the group chat immediately. "Hey Rebecca! Since you're the luckiest person in the group chat, why don't you send a bonus here? There are 500 people in this group chat altogether, so you can just send 5,000 dollars here. "5,000 dollars isn't much for you, right? It so happens to be the bonus you've received from Mr. Gallagher because of the project you've secured. You can send us the bonus so that we can get some good luck from you!" The moment I refuse, Giselle begins playing the pity card in the group chat by claiming that she can't reap good luck for everyone in the company. My boyfriend, Vincent Gallagher, rushes into my office and starts berating me angrily. "Rebecca Campbell, just how stingy are you to not want to send a five-thousand-dollar bonus to the group chat despite being a higher-up in this company? You even made a young woman cry! Is this how you do things? "You'd better send a 50-thousand-dollar bonus to the group chat right now and write a five-thousand-word apology letter by hand! I want you to sincerely apologize to Giselle as well! Otherwise, I'll break up with you! You can forget about retaining your position in this company, too!"

Lilis disilaukan oleh kemewahan, semantara Hendra hanya seorang buruh pabrik yang tidak mampu memenuhi semua keinginan istrinya. "Aku gila karena hidup miskin, maka itu... kamu harus nikah dengan Juwita!" "Nggak, aku nggak bisa." Hendra menolak keras, hidupnya bukan seperti barang yang rela ditukar dengan harta. Meski selamanya hidup pas-pasan, Hendra tidak akan pernah mau menikah dengan wanita kaya yang menawarkan setengah dari hartanya. "Kalau gitu ceraikan aku sekarang juga, dan Alan ikut denganku!" ancam Lilis tak main-main. Alan adalah putra mereka satu-satunya. Alan lah alasan Hendra selalu bersemangat meski harus membanting tulang setiap hari. Dengan desakan seperti ini, apakah Hendra harus menerima tawaran wanita kaya itu, dan menggadaikan harga dirinya demi keinginan sang istri? ** Selamat datang di novel ke 4 aku, dan semoga kakak semua menyukainya. Jangan lupa masukkan ke rak dan tinggalkan komentar ya, kak. Ikuti juga media sosial author di F*B Butiran Debu, dan I*G @butiran_debugn

Feli tak menyangka menikah dengan pria yang ramah dan baik seperti Archer adalah mimpi buruk baginya. Kata cinta yang keluar dari mulut pria itu hanya sandiwara belaka. Archer menikahinya demi membalas dendam atas kesalahan Feli tiga tahun lalu. Perlakuan dingin dan semena-mena suaminya membuat Feli berkali-kali mencoba lari dari jerat pernikahan itu. Feli tak tahan. Setiap harinya seperti berada di neraka. Namun, sekeras apapun Feli meminta dilepaskan, sekeras itu pula Archer 'menggenggamnya'. "Tidak ada perceraian. Kamu akan selalu ada dalam genggamanku, Feli, hanya untuk memastikan kamu tidak bahagia seumur hidupmu." -Archer-