Hung Arknights

He needed a wife urgently and she was the only one available. She needed the money urgently and he was her only option. To get what they wanted, Liam and Anabelle signed a contract to be married for three months, with the rule never to fall in love or get attracted to others. Rules are meant to be kept, so are they meant to be broken. Will their marriage really end as planned after three months, or will it turn real? When obstacles arise, their lives are hung on the line, will they be each other's stronghold, or will their marriage crumble like it never happened?

On the day I was kidnapped, my husband was looking after his sick sweetheart. I called him, asking him for help. Yet, he merely replied coldly, "Danica, you are a bad liar." After that, he heartlessly hung up the phone call on me, causing me to get brutally murdered by the kidnappers. I failed to show up as scheduled on the day we agreed to finalize our divorce. He called me in exasperation, only for the phone call to be answered by the police. "Mr. Ferguson, are you a family member of the deceased Danica Reed?"

Caught between loyalty, love and deception, Raven must choose between her duty and her heart. As the packs political tensions rise, betrayal hung in the air and words of the mouth became wind. What will Raven do when she finds herself torn between two alphas: The one who sent her to destroy, and the one who had the life of her father and family in his hands? Will she find a way to protect those she loves? Or will her secrets and desires be the end of her and her family’s life?

Danielle Carter is distraught as her fiance is in a coma and she doesn't have the money to save him. Thinking of every possible means to save him, she gets invited to a college reunion, which she attends in hopes of finding someone who might help her. Little does she know that her knight in shining armor is the last person she wants to see. Nathan Cress is still hung up on his ex, so much so that just seeing her sparks a new flame in him. He's ready to do anything for her, as long as he has her in exchange.

“She is wolf-less, worse even than omega. How dare she try to marry my son? She must pay for it.” Alpha King was yelled, walking furiously. Hearing these words, Declan stood frozen in the doorway, his heart pounding. His father's words hung heavy in the air, suffocating him. He quickly entered the room. Alpha Logan, his older brother and the Alpha King's right hand, turned to look at him with a hardened expression. The disappointment in his brother's eyes cut Declan deeper than any blade ever could.

"I'll accept the hospital's offer. I leave for Italvia in two weeks." Vanessa Jahn stood by the window, pregnancy report in hand. On the other end of the call, Rob Lambert, the hospital director, sounded thrown. "Wait—what? After all this time? I've been trying to get you on board for years." She let out a humorless laugh. "Guess it finally felt like time for a change. Anyway, I've got a lot to wrap up before I go. We'll catch up later." She hung up. The ache in her heart lingered as she glanced back down at the report.

"Mom, help! Dad locked me in the car!" It was 2:00 pm in the blazing heat of a summer afternoon, and my heart stopped when I heard my daughter's panicked voice. I immediately began searching for my daughter, but my husband sounded impatient when he answered my call. "Holly's in a bad mood. I'm taking her to the amusement park. Why are you overreacting? She'll be fine." He sounded annoyed and hung up immediately after he was done speaking. The dial tone buzzed in my ear, but all I could think was that he'd better pray nothing happened to her.

I was a sketch artist acting for the police. On a secret mission, I was discovered by a murderer. My eyes were gouged out, and my body was dismembered, unceremoniously dumped in a garbage bin. On the brink of death, I called my boyfriend, a criminal investigator. However, he hung up on me because he was busy accompanying his first love to a prenatal checkup. A few days later, he received a painting that was a vital clue to finding the murderer, but he thought I was playing tricks on him. In his anger, he tore that portrait to shreds. After he found out the truth, he spent the whole night searching through the garbage to piece it back together.

My in-laws were hit by a car crash. I called my husband, begging him to give me some money to pay the hospital bill. He said, "Oh, if you want money, just come out with it. That excuse is terrible!" He hung up on me. Despite how unfair it felt, I had to call him again. This time, a voice I was familiar with hit my ears. A woman's voice. "Chris, I got a bit too much sunscreen on my hand. Can I smear the rest on your abs?" Lovingly, my husband said, "You little troublemaker." His parents died that night. Overseas.

On the day the gynecologist confirmed that I was pregnant, my husband, Austin Jones, pushed me into the operating room to donate blood to save his first love. Feeling frail after the blood transfusion, I almost fainted in front of Austin. However, he pushed me away and went to take care of his first love. Furthermore, he hung up on all my phone calls and stayed with his first love all night on the day I miscarried. Time after time, I was met with disappointment. When I finally decided that I had enough of his mistreatment and no longer wanted to love him, he panicked and begged me to give him another chance.