Kalina Ryu Cheating

Joseph Larkin, my husband, who has been missing for seven years, suddenly comes back. Not only does he bring another woman back, but he is also asking me for a divorce. Joseph says, "Mabel risked her life to save me. That's why I have to marry her to repay her. If you know what's good for you, you'll tell everyone we're already divorced." Looking at his haughty expression, I calmly say, "But I've already married someone else." Joseph laughs disdainfully. "Who are you trying to fool? Everyone knows you only have eyes for me."

My husband Norman had always hated how his childhood friend Julia clung to him no matter the occasion. He even cut her off for my sake. One morning, I woke up and realized that I had mysteriously swapped bodies with Julia. I wanted to find my husband and figure out what to do, fearing he'd turn me away because of Julia's appearance. I cooked up a hundred explanations in my head until I finally arrived at our home. When Norman opened the door and saw me, he frowned and quickly shut the door, pushing me away. Just as I was about to explain that I wasn't Julia, he suddenly pulled me into his arms. "What are you doing here? Can't stand being apart from me for even two days, huh?"

During the biggest sales day of the year, my fiance's "sweet and clueless" assistant sells a one-carat diamond for one cent. In just 20 minutes, the company loses 200 million dollars. I am so furious that my entire body shakes, yet Hendrick Shaw, my fiance, pulls me into his arms and comforts me, "Don't worry. I'll handle it." However, that same night, Selena Suther posts a screenshot on social media—a transfer of 1,430,000 dollars, with the recipient note saying "I love you." The caption attached to the screenshot is "I made a huge mistake today, but my boss comforted me instead. He even reminded me not to be angry at the 'tigress' and to be good." I comment on her post, "I wish you both happiness forever." Selena instantly deletes the post, but Hendrick abruptly charges in and lands a resounding slap on my cheek. "What's your motive for liking Lena's post? She's now so overcome by guilt and shame that she's about to end her life! "The company only lost 200 million dollars. Do you have to force her into a corner over it?" He sounds so righteous and fearless. Later, why does Hendrick cry when he can't even afford a 20-dollar meal?

Winona Warren never imagined that on her birthday, her son would hand her a walnut cake that could kill her. As her consciousness began to blur, she heard Asher Rhodes' furious voice. "Carter, don't you know your mother is allergic to walnuts?" Carter Rhodes' childish voice rang out with startling clarity. "I do. But I want Ella to be my mom instead. Dad, you want that too, don't you? Even if I..." A crushing wave of suffocation overwhelmed Winona before she could hear the rest of Asher's answer. In the second before she completely lost consciousness, Winona had only one thought. If she woke up, she would never be Asher's wife or Carter's mother again.

Akiyama, seorang anak yang lahir dengan tanda mata aneh, dibesarkan dalam kesendirian setelah dikucilkan oleh desanya. Sejak lahir, dunia tempat tinggalnya telah dilanda tragedi besar, dan banyak yang percaya bahwa Akiyama adalah pertanda buruk. Namun, di dalam dirinya tersimpan kekuatan legendaris: kekuatan Phoenix yang tak terkalahkan. Dalam perjalanannya, Akiyama bertemu dengan berbagai sekutu dan musuh: Yumi, sahabatnya yang lembut dengan kemampuan penyembuhan; Ryu, pendekar angin yang dingin; Kohaku, bangsawan terbuang yang ahli dalam manipulasi cahaya dan kegelapan; dan Hikaru, si pemberontak yang menguasai api. Masing-masing memiliki kekuatan unik, tetapi juga terikat oleh masa lalu yang kelam. Di sisi lain, Akiyama menghadapi ancaman dari Ren, pemimpin Klan Kurogane yang berkemampuan telekinesis dan menggalang pemberontakan melawan kerajaan. Di balik semua konflik ini, sosok misterius Tsubaki selalu muncul, memperingatkan bahwa takdir mereka sudah tertulis. Namun, ancaman terbesar datang dari Zerathos, Raja Iblis yang telah lama tersegel. Ketika segel Zerathos mulai melemah, kegelapan merambah dunia, dan hanya Akiyama, dengan kekuatan Phoenix-nya yang masih belum sepenuhnya terbangkitkan, yang bisa menghentikan kehancuran total. Akiyama berdiri di atas tebing, melihat ke kejauhan. Akiyama: "Apa yang sebenarnya terjadi saat aku lahir? Kenapa aku... kenapa aku harus memiliki kekuatan ini?" Yumi muncul dari belakangnya, tersenyum lembut. Yumi: "Kekuatanmu adalah harapan terakhir dunia, Akiyama. Kau harus percaya pada dirimu." Ryu dengan tangan terlipat, mendekat tanpa memandangnya. Ryu: "Berhenti meragukan dirimu. Zerathos sudah mulai bergerak. Jika kau tidak bertindak sekarang, kita semua akan hancur." Hikaru mendekat, dengan api kecil berkobar di tangannya. Hikaru: "Kalau kau terlalu lama berpikir, aku akan menghadapi Zerathos sendiri! Tapi... jangan salah... aku tidak akan kalah darimu!" Akiyama menatap langit, merasa berat dengan takdir yang harus dihadapinya. Bayangan Zerathos mulai muncul dari balik awan. Akiyama: "Zerathos... Aku akan menghentikanmu, bagaimanapun caranya. Ini adalah nasibku." ---

On the one-year anniversary of the company's public listing, my wife, Susan Lynn, publicly announced that she was gifting a supercar worth millions of dollars to her childhood friend, Charles Baker. Charles, with his arm around her shoulder, raised his glass and said, "Thank you, Susan. Here's a toast to our friendship!" I let out a derisive laugh and walked away. Susan, feeling upset, chased after me, shouting, "Angus, what's your problem? What's wrong with me giving the top salesperson a supercar? You're just a useless waste of space, and you still dare to throw a tantrum!"

I always thought my boyfriend came from a poor family. One day, I saw him drink a bottle of wine worth 100,000 while tipping the waiter over 1,000. The watch he gave away without a second thought was worth millions. Yet, his gift for my birthday was a dirt-cheap trinket. He claimed it was a test to make sure I was not a gold digger. Later on, I proved that I was not a gold digger. That was when he begged and pleaded for me to accept his extravagant gift.

The night before our wedding anniversary party, my husband—Harvey Clarke—receives constant calls from his first love, Cassie Moss. He responds by holding me closer, and I ask, "Aren't you going to pick up? What if it's urgent?" He firmly shakes his head and says he has already moved on. But when he receives news of her at the party, he breaks down right there and then, oblivious to the room of staring guests. When he tries to leave, I stop him in a panic, but he turns to me with a pure look of disgust. "Cassie's dead. Happy now?" The words hit me like a lightning bolt.

Imagine my shock when I found out that my husband, a professor who had proudly embraced a childless life for half of his years, had an affair with one of his own students. She even had his six-year-old son. The day I planned to report him to the university, Zia Thompson came to my door with the child and knelt in front of me. "Maybe you and Zeke were in love once," she said. "But he's over forty now. Who doesn't want to have a child? A legacy?" "I don't need a title," she went on. "I can give up the child too. I just beg you, don't tear our family apart." I looked at my husband, who stood protectively in front of them. I felt terrifyingly calm. "Cut ties with them," I said, my voice flat, "or prepare to be reported to the university. You choose." Without a moment's hesitation, he tore the report letter into shreds. I thought that was his answer. But on the fifty-second night of a bed grown cold and a home echoing with silence, he still hadn't returned. Instead, I received news that Zia was pregnant again. She had graduated by then. The report I never sent no longer posed any threat to them. Zeke didn't bother to hide his fatigue and irritation anymore. "Treat Zia and the kids well," he said, "or keep living alone in that empty house. It's your choice." My heart was already a wasteland. "I have one more option," I said. "I choose divorce."

Using an alternative account, I secretly join a cycling group chat that my husband, Liam Johnson, is in. One day, an announcement is made in the group chat. "We'll be organizing a weekend mountain biking activity with an overnight stay, with two people sharing a room. To add some excitement, we'll be drawing lots for room assignments." I can't really understand it. Curious, I ask, "What if a man and a woman end up drawing the same room?"