Lebron James Cheating

Sa edad na 19, gumuho ang mundo ni Eliana “Yana” Ledesma. Biglang namatay ang ama, at lahat ng ari-arian nila misteryosong napunta sa kanyang malupit na madrasta. Pinalayas siya at ilang araw syang nagpalabuy-laboy sa kalsada. Isang gabi, muntik na siyang mapahamak… Mabuti na lang ay nailigtas siya ng isang estranghero. Si Adrian Villaverde. Siya ang kasalukuyang CEO ng Villaverde Group. Isang bilyonaryong laging nasa front page ng dyaryo. Hindi lang dahil sa galing niya sa negosyo kundi dahil sa misteryong bumabalot sa pagkawala ng dati niyang asawa na si Leira. Habang nakikituloy si Yana sa puder ni Adrian, nagulat siya nang bigla itong nag-abot ng kontrata na kailangan nilang magpakasal. Hindi kailangan magkaroon ng seremonya, sex, o kahit damdamin man lang. Sa papel lang talaga. Pero habang tumatagal ang pananatili niya sa mansyon, mas dumarami ang tanong kaysa sagot: Pinili ba sya ni Adrian pakasalan dahil kamukha niya ang ex-wife nito? Ano ba talaga ang dahilan ng biglaan na pagkawala ni Leira? At bakit sa bawat kilos ni Adrian, parang may pinipigilan itong sabihin? Kasabay ng paglalapit ng loob nila ni Adrian, isang bagay ang hindi maikaila ni Yana… Mas dumadami ang mga tanong kaysa sagot. Kailangan niyang maging mapagmatyag kung gusto niyang makasiguro na ang lalaking pakakasalan niya ay hindi isang halimaw na nagpapanggap lang.

My best friend takes me to a beauty salon for a facial. A young and handsome employee there latches onto me. He's tall, good-looking, and is great with women. He knows just the right things to say and is flirtatious without being lecherous. He shows me the pleasures of being a woman… I forget all about my boyfriend and allow him to make me descend into the throes of passion. What I don't know is that there's a price I can't pay behind the gentleness…

As she had wished, I succumbed to sickness in that rented apartment. Fortunately for me, I woke up again to the day I first sponsored Janice.

My boyfriend goes viral after uploading a video of him being lovey-dovey with a woman. Everyone praises him for being handsome and a good boyfriend, but I don't even have the courage to like the video. Why? Because the woman in the video isn't me.

The night before the wedding, I received the dress my fiancé had sent—lavish, yet clearly the wrong size. His female secretary tearfully apologized, while my fiancé looked at me and said, "Don't forget, without me, you're nothing." I turned away, threw the dress aside, and called off the engagement.

Six years of marriage, and I'm finally pregnant! My husband is an Alpha. To give him an heir, I had gone through countless rounds of ovulation shots, swallowed all sorts of herbal concoctions made by witch doctors, and even been forced to insert some strange things into my private parts! But now, it's worked! I planned a romantic road trip, hoping to surprise him when we got to the resort. Of course, he insisted we bring Kelly along. Kelly is his Beta—beautiful, tough, and a bit of a warrior. The heat was unbearable, so I went to the trunk to grab a soda from the small cooler, but Kelly accused me of trying to smash her with it. "Apologize to Kelly!" my husband ordered firmly. "No! I didn't do anything!" I protested. So, they both dumped me in the middle of nowhere. It took everything I had to escape the three Rogues who were after me. But when I finally made it back to the hotel, I found Kelly on top of my husband. "Ana, you can't have children. Kelly just wanted to help us have one," he said shamelessly.

The housekeeper deliberately reveals her busty chest when I'm out of the house. She says coquettishly to my husband, "Oh, my. This is an accident, Mr. Houston …" My husband looks like he's focusing on his drink, but he keeps sneaking looks at her. I see all of this from the housekeeper's livestream.

"Captain! There's a couple burned and fused together!" I sprinted inside. There was Axel Cheatum, my husband, clinging to some woman. Their bodies had fused from the heat. Axel was sobbing, begging, "Save my wife first, please!" His wedding ring flashed on his finger. "It's my fault," he cried. "We drank too much... didn't even notice the fire." "It's not your fault, honey," the woman whispered. "We hadn't seen each other in so long... we couldn't help it." Axel clawed at his scorched skin, trying to free her. That's when I saw her swollen belly. And Axel, throwing everything away for her. In the end, I lost my baby.

My mother-in-law, Eleanor, was having a heart attack, and my husband, Ben Dover—a heart surgeon—was the only one who could save her. Did I call him? Nope. I just stood there, watching her gasp like a fish out of water. In my last life, I'd begged Ben to come save her. He brushed me off, accusing me of interrupting his time with his mistress, Ima Schit. No matter how much I pleaded, he wouldn't come. Eleanor had died in the hospital. And when Johnny, my father-in-law, demanded answers, Ben flipped the script, saying I'd never even called. He made Eleanor's death my fault. Johnny, blinded by grief and fury, killed me. But plot twist—I woke up. Right back to the day this circus started.

My husband, Ethan Parker, brought our daughter on a trip to the countryside with his first love, Mandy Sanchez. Halfway through, he abandoned our little girl and left with Mandy. When our daughter was surrounded by wolves, I could not reach him. By the time I arrived, the car was empty—the only thing left behind was a bloodstained piece of pumpkin pie. As I was dealing with my grief, Ethan finally answered his phone. "We're celebrating Thanksgiving. Why are you ruining the mood?" I internally scoffed at that man's audacity. Well, happy holidays indeed! Let me deliver a bloody pumpkin pie for you to really get into the spirit.