It's Not The Same Anymore Lyrics

When I'm at the hospital for a prenatal checkup, I find out that the husband of the woman sitting beside me is Rupert Hensley, a renowned businessman. It's such a coincidence. Rupert is my husband, too. As we chat, I learn that her husband isn't with her because he's out of town for a meeting. This is even more coincidental—my husband is also out of town for a meeting. After a long silence, I decide to get an abortion instead of going for my prenatal checkup. It's only when I later ask for a divorce that I remember he and I never registered our marriage in the first place.

เนม ชื่อจริงของเขาคือ วรวิทย์ วรโชติวาทิน อายุ 25 นักธุรกิจหนุ่มรุ่นใหม่ ไฟแรง และมีเสน่ห์เหลือร้าย รับตำแหน่งต่อจากพ่อแม่ที่เสียไปเมื่อตอนอายุ 17 ปี จากเหตุการณ์เสียพ่อแม่ไปในครั้งนั้น ทำให้เขาได้พบเด็กชายที่ทำให้เขารู้สึกเหมือนมีที่พักพิงใจ นาย ชื่อจริงของเขาคือ เจ้านาย พัชรวิทิต อายุ 18 เด็กชายบ้านๆ คนหนึ่ง ฐานะกลางๆ ไม่จนแต่ก็ไม่ได้รวย การตายของแม่ทำให้เขารู้อะไรหลายอย่าง ที่พ่อและแม่ไม่เคยบอก ความลับที่ถูกปิดบังไว้ ในช่วงเวลายากลำบาก ก็ได้เจ้านายหนุ่มผู้ใจดีเข้ามาช่วยเหลืออยู่เสมอ "อ่า ทั้งนาย ทั้งฉัน เราต่างเหมือนกันเลยนะ"

Post - Apocalyptic Horror | Action | Yuri Harem | 18+ | Rated R | Mature Content | Slow Pace It started with a kiss I don’t remember giving. A rooftop. A moan. Someone’s fingers buried in my hair like they belonged there. A mouth on my throat that said I tasted like something they lost in another life. I wasn’t dreaming. The city was already cracking beneath me. Power grids flickering like dying stars. Tech failing. Screens static. The sky bruising in strange new colors. Everyone said it was coincidence. Collapse. Noise. But I knew better. The moment I felt her breath on my skin — even if I couldn’t see her — I knew the end had already arrived. And I had something to do with it. Ten butterflies followed me after that. Not literal ones. Not always. They shimmered in my periphery. Each the wrong color. Each too vivid. Each drawn to me like heat to blood. They touched me in dreams. They watched me when I undressed. They whispered without words. I could taste their want. Some called me cursed. Broken. Unstable. But the truth is simpler. I’m blooming again — and they all feel it. They don’t love me. They remember me. They remember what I used to be — what I still am, underneath the silence. One of them burned me with just a kiss. One broke my spine with kindness. One slid her hand under my shirt like it was always hers. One cries when she touches me. One never speaks, but her eyes dig. One wants to keep me. One wants to ruin me. And one just wants to finish what we started. They think I’m choosing. I’m not. My body already did. And now the bloom inside me is turning darker.

While I was five months pregnant, my husband, Randall Harris, accompanied his assistant to the hospital for an IV drip.   He even posted a selfie with her on social media.   I called him, and he lied straight to my face, saying he was stuck in a meeting at the office.   When I confronted him, he fought with me, gave me the cold shoulder, and then went straight back to his assistant for comfort.   “Are you sure you don’t want to notify the baby’s father? The surgeon asked me. “After this surgery, you won’t ever be able to have children again.”  I closed my eyes.  “He’s dead to me.” 

My husband, Daniel Thompson, looked down on me. I was just a farmer's daughter in his eyes, and he never loved the son I gave birth to. It wasn’t until our baby turned 100 days old that he held him for the first time. Then, one day, his first love, Claire Matthews, came back to the city. That night at dinner, Daniel, who was always cold and distant, finally smiled. He even reached across the table and placed a piece of meat on Noah’s plate. Noah beamed all evening, clutching onto that tiny gesture like it was a treasure. Just before bed, he whispered to me, "Mom, do you think he likes me now… even just a little?" I wrapped him in my arms, tears blurring my vision as I gently shook my head. "No, sweetheart. It’s because the woman he truly loves is back. It’s time for us to go."

Nakamura Junko: Kau bukan lagi menjadi alasanku untuk hidup. Tapi kaulah yang memberikan kehidupan itu padaku. Meski berkali-kali kami-sama menuliskan takdir yang buruk padaku, kau masih tetap disana, menguatkanku, memberiku pelukan hangat. Aku ingat saat pertengahan musim panas. Saat pertama kali aku bertemu denganmu. Dan disaat itu juga aku langsung jatuh hati padamu. Masato Takumi: Apa yang kau ketahui tentang takdir? Saat kau dipermainkan begitu kejam olehnya. Saat keinginanmu dihancurkan berkeping-keping olehnya. Aku hanya ingin melihatnya bahagia meski harus mengorbankan nyawaku sendiri. Dia adalah satu-satunya orang yang menerima keberadaanku. Aku takut, jika suatu hari dia mengatakan 'selamat tinggal'. Karena aku hanya ingin dia berada disisiku, itu saja.

Hidup di panti asuhan sejak kecil membuat Naveah belajar hidup mandiri dan semangat dalam meraih cita-cita. Berkat dukungan salah satu konglomerat ternama bernama Mr Lee (pemilik perusahaan TF Group), Naveah mendapat kesempatan untuk melanjutkan pendidikan di luar negeri. Sejak lulus dari pendidikannya di luar negeri Naveah direkrut menjadi asisten pribadi Mr.Lee. Naveah sudah dianggap sebagai cucu oleh Mr Lee hingga suatu hari Mr.Lee menjodohkan Naveah dengan cucu laki-lakinya yang bernama Lee Kwon. Pengusaha muda, kaya, tampan yang amat menyayangi Ibunya. Perbedaan usia mereka hanya terpaut tiga tahun, meskipun Lee Kwon awalnya tidak menyetujui rencana perjodohan yang dibuat oleh kakeknya tapi akhirnya perjodohan tersebut tetap terjadi. Bagaimana kisah hidup mereka berdua, akankah menyenangkan atau menyedihkan?. Penasaran?, ayo teman-teman dukung dan baca novelnya ya!. terima kasih

Mark Carlson and I had been a secret couple for three years. He was nothing but my boss at work. But at home, he treated me however he pleased, with no regard for my feelings. One day, I noticed him researching marriage. My heart leapt with joy. I prepared my proof of identity and other relevant documents, thinking he was finally ready, but he went to the marriage registration office with another woman. "You're married now. You should clean up things at home quickly,” one of his friends said, grinning. "Yeah, I should. But honestly, she does not have to leave entirely,” Mark replied with a smirk. I watched as everyone laughed, their faces filled with delight. Tears streamed down my face as I turned away. I pulled out my phone and called my childhood friend, Andy Selton. "You wanted to marry me, didn't you?” I asked, my voice trembling. Later, two weddings were held on the same day. Mark's face filled with regret as he stared at my wedding photo with Andy. In the middle of his ceremony, he left his bride behind and drove to find me. But by then, I was already married to my husband!

“Hindi kayang mahalin, Emerald," mariing bulalas ni Mason. Hindi akalain ni Emerald na sa ilang taon nilang pagsasama ni Mason ay hindi parin siya magawang mahalin nito. Alam naman niya simula sapol palang ay tagilid na talaga ang relasyon nila, pero dahil gusto niya ito ay pinipilit niyang siniksik ang sarili. Akala niya okay na noong may nangyari sa kanilang dalawa pero mas lumala ang trato sa kanya ni Mason, at ang nakakasakit para sa kanya ay nakabuntis ito, at nalaman niyang buntis din siya.

This is a story of two lovers who met in college and fell in love with each-other, but later life happened. Sirichai Thanawat (Siri) is the only heir to one of the leading electronic companies in Thailand. In his first year of college he is immediately smitten by 3rd year student Pairat Seatang (Pai) . The two eventually become lovers. However, after graduation as Sirichai starts working at Thanawat Enterprises, he is forced to marry another business tycoon’s daughter. Pairat pushes Siri to do what he must as well. The story begins here. I am horrible at summaries. Give this story a shot. It is angst and quiet a roller-coaster ride of emotions.