I Miss You I'm Sorry

Tom Howard had spoiled Jane Lawson for more than 20 years. She had thought that they would naturally end up together, get married, have children, and live a happy life. Until one day, Tom brought a girl back and told her. "Jane, she's your sister-in-law."

Emily Watson is the next heiress to a multi-billionaire industry company. Instead of taking her fortune and next step as royalty, she let it all go for a man she fell in love with for 7 years. Little did she know that the 3 years of her marriage was going to be cold and distant. Her husband has never touched her since that night, her mother-in-law hates her. Her life was miserable. Yet, she linger on because she loves him. Even if she watched him from a distance, it was fine with her for he was her every breath. Until one day he divorce her to be with the woman he loves. What's this? The woman is pregnant. Heartbroken she left her husband and the home she had called for so many years. 6 months later she showed up at the biggest and grandest Watson's ball. There Emily stood, the next heiress to the multi trillionaire of the century. Her ex-husband, Joshua MacClare was shocked that the woman he have divorce have made him yearend for her. His heart was beating rapidly for her, his eyes followed her every movement, his breathing was unsteady as she was close to him. He gulped as he wanted her. Wanted her as his wife again. "We're divorced," said Emily. "No, we're not," said Joshua. "Huh?" questioned Emily. Joshua smiled at her and said, "On that night, a rainy night if you have forgotten, the documents were destroyed." "What?" asked Emily. "You see, you threw our divorce paper into the stormy rain. So, the rain have washed away our prints." Emily's breath quickened. "So, since there is no legible signatures on the divorce paper, we're never divorce." Emily backed away from him. Joshua walked over to her and said, "You're still my wife."

Wei never chose this marriage, she certainly did not choose this arrogant man, who are you to marry the sun? What sun? I never chose you After finding her sister in bed with her fiancé Wei is forced to give him up and marry the cold Billionaire at her fathers behest. This is not the man she loves, not even the man she likes but as fate would have it, he’s the one she ends up with.

In a twisted tale of deceit and sacrifice, Lydia Milan who hid her identity and family endures a loveless marriage to handsome wealthy Nathaniel King, who views her only as a blood source for his ailing ex. Struggling against mistreatment, Lydia Milan finally demands a divorce and leaves the marriage and that was when Nathaniel King discovered that she was the only daughter of the richest man in the country who he has been trying to have an audience with since. "Please Lydia, give me a second chance. I swear, let me love you again." "Too late Nathaniel, I have someone else now." A suspenseful journey unfolds, revealing the compliexities of love, betrayal, and redemption in this gripping novel where hidden identities and vengeful schemes entwine in a web of secrets.

They loathed her, and she grew up wondering why. Years pass by. The Alpha's heir finds out that she is his mate. Disgusted, he rejects her because she is the traitor's daughter. After the rejection she runs into the woods. She couldn't think of a reason she had to pay for the sins of others. Was she really a traitor's daughter? Will the young Alpha regret his rejection? Does he deserve a second chance? What will happen when fate pairs her with yet another powerful Alpha? But the problem is, she is too young to feel the bond...

On our wedding night, Zach received a phone call and left my side. From then on, I knew that all of my efforts over the years had gone to waste. After all, the person he loved had returned. “Cassia, let’s get a divorce.” “But we just got married two days ago.” “You know that I don’t love you, and I never will.”

ini cerita 21+, tolong bijak berkomentar, dan ini hanya fiksiiiii! semoga menikmatiii "Mama nyesel kalian berdua hidup!" "Mama nyesel!" jerit Tina, mama Leah dan Dara "Kenapa punya anak harus hidup, sih?" murkanya. Kedua kakak beradik itu hanya menunduk menangis mendengar jeritan mamanya. "Ma-Mama, maafin Leah, Ma. Maafin Leah." ujar gadis itu sambil menangis "Kenapa kamu harus hidup Leah?!" tanya sang mama sambil menjambak rambut Laeh. "Kenapa harus hidup!" jeritnya lagi sambil menghempaskan Laeh begitu aja. "Kamu juga, kamu hanya nyusahin Mama. Dasar penyakitan!" amuknya. Dara hanya mampu menangis dipelukan Kakaknya. Mereka berdua tidak bisa melawan ketika Mamanya marah. Merek berdua hanya mampu menerima semua perlakuan dari Mamanya. Kehidupan mereka tidak seperti anak lain. Mereka berdua harus mendapat siksaan dari Mamanya setiap pulang dari kerja. Laeh berharap, semoga Mamanya berubah. Tidak menyiksanya lagi sama Adeknya.

For years, Nicole endured mistreatment under her aunt’s roof, but her unwavering resolve pushed her to excel. Against all odds, she graduated summa cum laude, securing a high-ranking position at the very company that had supported her education. She thought her struggles were finally over, that her years of sacrifice had paid off. But fate had other plans. Nicole found herself irresistibly drawn to her cold and enigmatic boss—the company’s CEO. Try as she might to resist, their connection deepened, blurring the lines between professionalism and desire. What she thought was love, however, turned out to be nothing more than a fleeting affair for him. Now trapped in an agonizing situation, Nicole struggles to maintain her composure. How can she stay civil when the man she loves—the man she once believed could be her future—sees her as nothing more than a passing fling? Worse still, how can she let go when her heart refuses to move on?

As my due date approaches, my husband's precious mistress falls into the water at a banquet. After being rescued, she immediately accuses me of pushing her. To "avenge" her, he throws me into a modified stainless steel water tank. I beg him, pleading for the sake of our unborn children. But he only sneers. "Don't try to use the babies to guilt me! You've still got a week before you're due. I know exactly how vicious you are—any child of yours would be just as rotten. Stay in there and reflect on your behavior. I'll let you out when you finally admit you're wrong!" Five days later, my husband returns home from a night out with his mistress, calling for me to come downstairs and serve them, as always. He doesn't know that my babies and I have already rotted beyond recognition.

After our eighty-eighth canceled wedding, I called my business partner. "I'm taking the Haviana market project." There was a beat of stunned silence. "Seriously? That's ten years overseas. You just got married—well, weren't you? Does your husband even know? What about your parents? You always said staying close to them was everything." I glanced around the empty church and let out a sharp laugh. "There was no wedding. No husband. And my parents? They've got Cindy. That's all they need." Another pause. "Alright. Pack your bags. You leave tomorrow." After the call, I ran a hand down my wedding dress. One last tear slipped out, quiet and pointless. Cindy had another "episode" today. Claimed she'd off herself. Andrew canceled—again. I'd looked at him, drained. "It's the eighty-eighth time." He dropped his head, guilt all over him. "Just a little more time, Viv. She's been off since the accident. I'm scared she'll actually do it. I swear, I'll talk to her. For real this time. Then we'll get married. Promise." My parents didn't hesitate. "Vivian, let Andrew go. If Cindy hadn't gotten kidnapped trying to save you, she wouldn't have these breakdowns. Are you really putting a wedding over your sister's life?" "How could you be so selfish?" I'd heard it all before. Used to fight it. Not this time. If neither my fiancé nor my parents wanted me around, then fine. I'd leave.