It's No Use Jo Script

I have claustrophobia, yet Luther Jansen abandons me in a stopped elevator so he can bring some flu medicine to his assistant. I ask for a divorce after that. He signs the papers without hesitation and laughs about it with his friends. "She's just throwing a tantrum—her parents are dead, so there's no way she'll leave me. "Besides, there's a 30-day cooling-off period for divorces, right? I'll generously let this matter slide once she regrets this, and she'll be back." The following day, he shares an intimate photo of himself with his assistant. "I want to record every moment of your shyness." I count the days until I'm free. Then, I calmly pack my stuff and make a call. "Can you buy me a flight ticket to Nanderton, Uncle David?"

Apa jadinya jika seorang gadis menyamar menjadi si buruk rupa hanya untuk mengetahui kepribadian calon suami yang dijodohkan dengannya? Apa jadinya jika seorang pengacara muda terpaksa menikah dengan gadis buruk rupa yang dijodohkan dengannya? Akankah cinta tumbuh di antara mereka?

Sheyki seorang gadis berumur 25 th meninggalkan profesinya sebagai peneliti dan memilih terjun ke dunia penulisan naskah. Dirinya lebih hebat dalam menciptakan naskah drama daripada membuat sebuah projek pengamatan. Sheyki seorang wanita tangguh karena dia pernah berusaha bertahan sendiri dengan kondisi mentalnya. Tidak benar-benar sendiri melainkan dia mendapatkan motivasi dari seseorang yang belum dia temui sebelumnya. Seseorang itu adalah Azmi yang merupakan dokter psikiater terkenal yang membuatnya perlahan menyembuhkan sendiri sakit mentalnya. Sejauh ini, Sheyki belum pernah menemui Dokter Azmi, padahal dia sangat ingin menemui dokter muda yang terkenal itu. Pada suatu kesempatan, Sheyki membaca poster lomba membuat naskah yang hadiahnya bisa mengantarkan gadis pelosok ini untuk terbang ke ibu kota. Dipikirannya, dia harus menang untuk bisa terbang ke ibu kota agar setidaknya jaraknya tidak terlalu jauh dengan keberadaan Si Dokter. Ternyata dia benar-benar bisa memenangkan perlombaan itu dan bisa terbang menuju ibu kota. Akan tetapi, luasnya ibu kota membuatnya tetap susah menemui orang seterkenal dokter itu. Tanpa disangka, rupanya dia diterbangkan ke ibu kota untuk projek membuat naskah khusus untuk grup band paling terkenal. Karena dia masih belum menyerah untuk bisa menemui dokter kebanggaanya, Sheyki menerima tawaran untuk membuat naskah drama untuk grup band tersebut dan berhasil bertemu dengan tujuh orang pria yang posisinya sangat terkenal saat ini.

Two years after we marry, my husband moves his sister and her family into our marital home. The four of them settle down and refuse to leave. So, I quit both my jobs. I laze around at home all day and splurge on various things. I have so many parcels delivered that they pile up by the door. Occasionally, I ask my husband and his sister for allowance. When the management office sends someone to chase for our maintenance fee, my husband breaks down so loudly that everyone in the building can hear him. He asks me whether I've lost my mind—who will support the family if I don't work? How will we survive without money? Am I going to allow our family to starve? So, it turns out he does know that we'll starve without anyone generating income. Why does he and his sister stay at home and plot to take away all my money, then?

Fedora Smith was done with love. Finished. Buried. Betrayal had ripped out her heart and torched it—her boyfriend of four years and her best friend of twenty-five caught pants down on the very anniversary sheets she gifted him. And their excuses? “You’re not attractive anymore.” “You took too long to marry him.” Fine. If love was a game, she was rewriting the rules. Now, she runs The Bridal Fix, an elite agency providing fake marriages for a steep price—rent-a-bride services for men needing to fool their families, secure an inheritance, or stage the perfect breakup. Fifteen weddings, fifteen divorces—no strings, no mess. Just business. Until Judah Carlstone. He hires her like the rest—one contract, one wedding, one payday. But Judah asks too many questions. Looks at her too long. And when he smirks and says— "Tell me, Fedora… how does it feel to say ‘I do’ and not mean it?" For the first time in years, she has no answer. Because this was never supposed to feel real.

Despite a decade of marriage, Simon never once shared my bed, claiming that he had pledged himself to ascetic practices and that it was beneath him. I thought that he suffered from some shameful ailment and guarded his secret like a devoted fool, until my birthday, when I came home to find him entangled with a brothel worker before the floor-length mirror. When I lunged forward in rage, he drove a shard of that broken mirror straight through my heart. When I awoke, I was gripping my phone, its screen illuminating a message Simon had just sent: [I’ll still give you a lavish wedding, but the marriage certificate? That belongs to her.]

I was reborn back to 1975, when the child in my womb was three months old. I did not tell anyone and quietly had an abortion. However, I still wrapped cotton around my belly every day, pretending the baby was still there. In my past life, my husband Declan Huxley's childhood sweetheart Jane Patton and I gave birth on the same day. She had a healthy, ordinary baby boy. But my child looked nothing like us—he was mixed-race, with features of the Valorian people. Declan and I were both locals, so there was no way our son could look like this. Enraged, Declan scolded me in front of everyone, accusing me of cheating on him and having a disgraceful affair with a Valorian. No matter how many times I explained, no one believed me, and I became the shameful woman everyone pointed at. Worse still, Declan reported me and handed in some foreign letters he found at home, which led to me being taken by federal agents and sentenced as a spy. I spent ten years in prison, and when I finally walked out, I was nothing but skin and bones. Meanwhile, Declan had climbed the ranks for his so-called loyalty to the country. He held Jane's hand and brought along my real son, Seth Huxley, then threw 500 dollars at me like it was charity. He said, "Back then, Jane was accidentally deceived by someone else and gave birth to that brat. Unlike you, she has a gentle nature and couldn't endure hardship, so I had no choice but to switch your children. "This money is payment for your ten years and your reputation. You have a criminal record, and I already filed for divorce long ago to be with Jane. Seth also thinks you're not worthy of me, so you better take care of yourself." Seth also looked at me with disgust. "Mommy Jane treats me very well, and she's not like you; she's never been to prison. I don't want a mother like you!" When I learned the truth, the fury was so overwhelming that I had a stroke and died in despair. In this new life, I want to see how they plan to scheme against me when the child is already gone.

A year after my divorce, my ex-husband, Harvey Fisher, pings me in a group chat. "This cold war has gone on for long enough. Come home—let's remarry." I reply, "Have you lost your mind?" Everyone in the group chat tries to convince me to take Harvey back. Meanwhile, he asks, "What have you been doing without me in your life?" I turn to look at my current husband, who's putting our child to sleep. I reply, "Recovering after having a child." The group chat members are initially excited, but they instantly fall silent at my words. Harvey angrily calls me countless times, but I ignore him. His mind is not the only thing he's lost—he's also lost the young woman who once loved him more than life itself.

After the great war between humans and beasts, both sides agreed to let the half-beasts govern the world. Every hundred years, a union between humans and beasts would be arranged. The first half-beast child of the generation would be the next ruler of the Human-Beast Alliance. In my past life, I chose to marry the eldest son of the wolf clan, renowned for his unwavering devotion. I was the first to bear him a child—a rare half-beast white wolf. Our son was named the next ruler of the Human-Beast Alliance, and my husband, by extension, rose to immense power. My younger sister, who had chosen to marry into the fox clan out of vain admiration for their beauty, was not so fortunate. The fox clan's heir, a notorious philanderer, eventually contracted a disease and lost his ability to father children. Jealous and resentful, my sister set a fire that burned both me and my young white wolf son alive. When I opened my eyes again, it was the very day of the human-beast mating ceremony. This time, my sister was quicker—she climbed into the wolf clan heir Jacob's bed before I had the chance. I knew then: she had been reborn too. But what she didn't know… was that Jacob's nature was cruel and violent. He worshiped bloodshed, not love. And he was anything but a worthy mate.

Cathy is the apple of her family's eye—not only of her family but also of the entire North. Being an omega with a strong inner wolf, his family hid him for protection. In his insistence to get his family to allow him to study at school, his family gave him a condition: to hide the strength of his inner wolf. Because they were studying at school, they met his youth again. The boy he hadn't seen in a long time, and since this man didn't recognize him, will they be able to continue the friendship they have, or will they end up having feelings for each other? Will his family be able to protect Cathy, or will it be put in danger because of his inner wolf?