I Parry Everything Chapter 18

Even though I knew cows were sacred to the Indorians, I still supported their biological daughter in her plan to serve beef at the dinner table of Indoria's wealthiest man. In my previous life, the wealthiest man in Indoria had held a nationwide contest to choose a wife. My sister had fought her way to the final round and planned to make a beef and veggie stew for the ultimate cooking challenge. I rushed to stop her, warning that in Indoria's religion, cows were considered holy, and eating beef could have serious legal consequences. However, my sister thought I was deliberately humiliating her for being "uncultured." In a fit of anger, she ran out, only to be struck and killed by a car. My adoptive parents tried to console me, telling me it was not my fault, that it was simply bad luck. Later, thanks to my exceptional cooking skills, I became the wife of Indoria's wealthiest man. Yet on the very day of my wedding, my adoptive parents sold me to the slums. That night, as eight men assaulted me one after another, I cried and demanded to know why. They kicked me viciously and spat: "If you hadn't made things difficult for Janet, she wouldn't have died. You owe her this!" By the end of that night, I had bled to death. Meanwhile, my adoptive parents used the money given by Indoria's wealthiest man to build a lavish tomb for their biological daughter. When I opened my eyes again, I had returned to the day my sister was about to serve her beef and veggie stew to Indoria's wealthiest man.

Hazel was a detective working on case involving a serial killer and she mistakenly catches the sister of the billionaire Atlas Barrette. The minute they cross path, she realise that Atlas Barrette was the same homeless boy whom she knew ten years back. Hazel hates both love and lies and now when she's pretty sure that Atlas lied to her in the past about his real identity, she couldn't stop herself from hating him. But for Atlas, she was the reason for his existence. Nothing changed for him in all those ten years and now he couldn't stop himself anymore. Sexual tension, haunting memories, betrayal, broken wounds and a sparking feeling igniting between them but now they both aren't the same anymore. Will Hazel ever be able to love him? How far can Atlas go for her?

Loving someone at the wrong time is a big mistake. However, persisting in a situation that is not possible, is also not the right choice. Dinda just wants to fight for her happiness, and punish all those who have sinned against her. Then go from that sad place to a faraway place. Meet a good man, and live happily. But to break all that, Dinda had to go through one battle first.

On the day of the Sacred Forest Rite, my Alpha father and Luna mother were mysteriously murdered. Soon after, my fiancé Jem abruptly broke off our engagement and held a bonding ceremony with his childhood friend, Sarah. While I was still drowning in grief, Jem's elder brother, Nom, came to me with a proposal. He swore he would uncover the truth and bring my parents' murderer to justice. So I married him—and brought what was left of my pack into his. Seven years passed. No killer was found. No justice delivered. Then today, I overheard a conversation between Nom and his Beta outside the study. I learned the truth. Someone had seen Sarah at the scene of my parents' deaths during the Sacred Forest Rite. However, Nom silenced that witness. He shut down the investigation, convinced Sarah was innocent—that her presence was nothing more than a coincidence. However, my mother died with Sarah's earring clenched in her hand. It was never justice. It was a cover-up. Seven years of marriage, built on a lie—his way of protecting the one truly responsible. This time, I will take vengeance into my own hands. Alone.

Shana ward is the son of a wealthy businessman in their city. However, Shana's wealth status is hidden from the public to prevent her father's enemies from targeting Shana. Shana's life was fine before she met Dennis. Shana accidentally entering Dennis's room while running away from her father's enemies is the cause of everything. Dennis was a famous actor at the time. Their second meeting at a nightclub changes Dennis and Shana's lives. In a state of drunkenness, they both tied the knot with a contract. Since marrying Dennis, Shana's life has never been peaceful with her father's enemies getting to know her and Dennis who doesn't love her because indeed Dennis already has a girlfriend named Bethany. In silence, Bethany often messes up Shana's life. Will Shana's life be restless until the end and will Dennis open his heart to Shana? Stay tuned in the story Regret: Love that Changes Everything.

For three years, I’d used my family’s connections to bring the company hundreds of millions in revenue. But at the quarterly meeting, the new intern stood before everyone, displaying my attendance and expense reports, and accused me of “unexcused absences” and “squandering company funds.” “These high-end clubs, these restaurants…” she declared, her voice ringing with self-righteousness. “She spends thousands of dollars every time! These are completely unnecessary expenses.” “I strongly advise the CEO to fire her immediately and save the company’s cash flow.” I glanced at Claude, the CEO. My old classmate. He knew exactly how much revenue each of those meetings generated. He also knew that when I wasn't in the office, I was at some bar, negotiating with investors, sometimes drinking until my stomach turned. But he just stared at me coldly. “Caroline, what’s your explanation for the absences and expenses Lia has presented?” I smiled. “I have nothing to explain.” They would all learn, very soon, the consequences of this little stunt.

Five years ago, when my boyfriend's small company was on the brink of bankruptcy I stepped in to save him, quietly supporting him from the shadows. Without revealing my identity, I became the company’s largest shareholder. Five years later, the night before his company was set to go public, he held me in his arms and said, "Emma, after the company goes public tomorrow, don’t leave. I have a surprise for you." At that moment, I was swept away by the idea of his "surprise," my mind racing with the hopeful thought that he might propose. I didn’t notice the cold glint of malice lurking in his eyes. The next day, as his company went public, he slapped me across the face and sneered, "Do you even see what kind of person you are? Did you really think someone like you could marry me?" He grabbed me by the hair and dragged both me and my best friend in front of a crowd of thugs and beggars he’d gathered. “These worthless cast-offs aren’t good enough for me anymore. Consider them my gift to you. Do whatever you like with them!”

Tiga tahun setelah menggelar resepsi pernikahan, suamiku yang merupakan seorang pilot sudah 18 kali membatalkan rencana pendaftaran pernikahan kami. Pertama kali karena murid perempuannya sedang uji terbang, aku menunggunya di depan Kantor Catatan Sipil seharian. Kedua kali karena dia menerima telepon dari murid perempuannya dan buru-buru pergi, dia bahkan menurunkanku di pinggir jalan. Kemudian, setiap kami akan mendaftarkan pernikahan, murid perempuannya akan mengacaukan rencana kami. Akhirnya, aku memutuskan untuk meninggalkannya. Namun, setelah aku menaiki pesawat menuju Doma, dia malah nekat mengejarku ke Doma.

During the mandatory freshman orientation camp, my skin had flared up with a severe allergic reaction, so I didn't use the plastic washbasin the school handed out. Instead, I opened my suitcase and took out the custom silver basin I had brought from home. My roommate, Louisa Carter, immediately made a snide remark, drawling, "You're really something, huh? Kids from broke families like us are lucky to have any basin at all." I didn't bother responding. I simply pulled out my facial essence to do a cold compress, but she immediately rushed over, slapped the bottle out of my hand, and jabbed a finger at my face. "Bet you get tens of thousands a month for living expenses. You have a sugar daddy, don't you? Don't you feel guilty making your folks work their fingers to the bone back on the farm? People like you don't deserve to be at our school. I'm reporting you to the student counselor." I laughed in disbelief and slapped her. … The next morning, the family photo I'd left on my desk had been slashed to ribbons. Across the back, carved in ink, were the words: 'Daughter of a homewrecker. Go to hell.' I went straight to the police. While officers pulled the dorm security footage, our student counselor and the university president rushed in. The moment the president saw the man whose face had been cut apart in my photo, his legs nearly buckled. He almost dropped to his knees.

“โต้งชอบมิริน” “มิรินขอบใจนะที่โต้งมีความรู้สึกดีๆ ให้ แต่ว่าเราเป็นพี่น้องกันดีกว่าเนอะ” คำพูดฟังดูดีแต่ผมกลับไม่ได้รู้สึกดีเลยสักนิด “ทำไม" “จะต้องให้พูดตรงๆ ใช่ไหมถึงจะเข้าใจ” “ก็พูดมาดิ” ผมเริ่มขึ้นเสียงใส่ “โต้งยังเด็กเกินไป แค่นี้ยังควบคุมอารมณ์ตัวเองไม่ได้เลย หัดใจเย็นซะบ้าง” เหตุผลแค่นี้เองเหรอ ห่างกันแค่ปีเดียวมันจะอะไรกันนักหนาว่ะ “เหตุผลแค่นี้เหรอ” ผมจ้องหน้ามิรินไม่วางตา “พี่ชอบคนที่มีวุฒิภาวะสูงกว่าพี่และมีความเป็นผู้นำ” “ชอบคนแก่ว่างั้น” ผมเดินเข้าชิดตัวแสดงความกวนตีนใส่มิรินนิดๆ “ไม่มีไรแล้วพี่กลับก่อนนะ” มิรินหันหลังให้เตรียมจะเดินหนี “บอกว่าไง... อย่างแทนตัวเองว่าพี่” ผมพูดย้ำอีกครั้ง “ฉันเป็นพี่นาย..” มิรินเดินกลับมายัดช่อดอกไม้ใส่มือผมพร้อมกับพูดย้ำชัดถึงสถานะระหว่างผมกับเธอ ใจร้ายไปแล้วนะ อย่าให้ถึงทีผมบ้างก็แล้วกัน เธอไม่รอดแน่ มิริน...