Lemon Grass Tagalog

My residential area suddenly catches on fire, and the twins my husband had with his first wife are trapped in the room. This time, I call 911 without hesitation. After informing my husband of the fire, I don't stop him from leaving. In my past life, when the fire broke out, my husband was about to leave on a vacation with his ex-wife and true love. The trip was to a deserted island—it was to make up for past regrets. I ripped his flight ticket to shreds, stopping him from leaving the house. We successfully saved the kids. After the fire, my husband hurried to the island. However, he learned his ex-wife was declared missing after being taken away by a strong wave. He was calm and composed after returning, even being extra caring to me. Three months later, I discovered I was pregnant. I wanted to surprise him, but my vision went blurry. I collapsed on the floor while twitching violently. He stood aside and watched me coldly. Then, he placed a photo of his ex-wife before me. "You've gotten your wish, Caroline. Are you happy now that you've killed Sasha? You can accompany her now! No, you don't deserve that. An evil woman like you only deserves to go to the underworld!" I breathe my last breath as my vision clears, allowing me to see the frostiness in his eyes. When I open my eyes again, I'm taken back to the day the fire broke out.

I no longer deliver meals to my husband, Zachary Smith—the man who became the factory manager after receiving a scholarship that brought him to the city—since my rebirth. I even make sure to detour using the gate at the factory's north side whenever he uses the southern gate after he finishes his meetings. In my past life, I was fully aware he took me as his wife—a humble country woman—just for the chance to move to the city. Yet, I insisted on becoming his wife, anyway. After all, I was convinced that a person's true affections could be earned and nurtured. Yet, Zachary maintained a constant, formal distance throughout our marriage. He would simply offer me a book the moment I attempted to bridge the gap, saying, "You should study more so that you don't continually attract people's contempt." I got emboldened by the drink as I threw my arms around him, yet he merely accepted the embrace rigidly, whispering, "It's just what married couples do." It wasn't until decades later, as I lay on my deathbed, that I discovered the heartbreaking words in his autobiography. In it, he stated that our entire marriage was like being trapped in a mire and that he never wanted to be with me again if he were to ever be reborn. I felt a searing pain tearing through my heart as I closed my eyes in devastating anguish. When I open my eyes again, I find myself back at the point in time when the gossip about Zachary and Juliana Ziegler, the factory's technician who studied abroad, first began to spread. In this life, I choose not to fight or cause drama. Instead, I am the one who brings up the divorce.

It was our seventh anniversary. Christopher Quinton proposed to me with nothing but a ring pull. He got his true love a house. When I said no, he rebuked me like I was some sort of gold digger. "I thought my love for you was worth more than anything money could buy. I only got Rachel that house to pay her back for all she did for me. I can't believe you thought I still loved her. You disappoint me." I broke up with him and tossed the ring pull into the bin. Then, I walked off. The next day, Christopher took away my position as VP and told everyone he was getting engaged to Rachel. … Five years later, we ran into each other at a charity horserace. He was a successful businessman, and the woman beside him was Rachel, all dressed in custom-made clothes. I was dressed in janitor attire and stuffing plastic bottles into my woven bag. He mocked, "Look at you, Queenie Dean. Scavenging for a living. Bet you didn't see this coming when you ditched me, did you?" I ignored him. My son had run off, and I had to look for him. The boy noticed the plastic bottles that were strewn across the ground, and he insisted that we stay back to finish his social practice activity here.

HIRE A WIFE BUT DON'T FALL IN LOVE! Ang isang tambay na kagaya ni Kassidy ay walang matino na pinag-aralan. Nakatira sila sa isang skwater kasama ang nanay niya na sugarol. Kadalasan ay nasa kalsada siya at nakikilaro sa mga ka-tambay niya na naging kaibigan niya na rin. Unlike the other girls, she dressed like a man. Malaki ang shirt, malaki ang short at may sombrero palagi. Mahilig siya kumain ng lollipop at masayahin siyang Babae kahit sa kabila ng pamumuhay nila. Parati siyang ipinapahamak ng ina niya sa iba't-ibang trabaho na ikinakainis niya, subalit gano'n man ang ina niya ay mahal niya ito at parating pinagbibigyan. Takot na baka magkautang na naman sila. Ngunit, papaano kaya kung ipasok siya ng nanay niya sa isang corporation na hindi niya alam? At isang araw ay may isang lalake na gusto siyang e-hire bilang asawa nito at wala siyang kaalam-alam sa klase ng trabaho na tatahakin niya? Mapapahiyaw nalang siguro siya sa inis lalo na kung malalaman niyang guwapo at appealing ang makakasama niya at magiging asawa pa niya talaga for 3 months! Kaya kaya nitong tunawin ang boyish niyang puso, at mapa-ibig sa ka-guwapohang charms nito?

(Berdasarkan kisah nyata) Dara cukup sedih saat rumah mendiang Kakek nya pernah dicap sebagai rumah angker. Karena bagaimanapun juga rumah itu merupakan rumah masa kecil Dara dan adik adiknya. Namun, ia pun tak bisa menampik kalau rumah itu memang sangat menyeramkan! 16 tahun berlalu kini Rumah Kakeknya telah berubah dan di renovasi. Akan tetapi, masih banyak teka teki yang tidak ia ketahui tentang rumah itu. "Sebenarnya .. Sosok apakah yang sering mengganggu kami saat kecil dirumah itu? Apakah sekarang 'mereka' masih ada disana? Haruskah aku kembali untuk mengungkap misteri tentang Rumah Kakek??"

"Bear my child. I'll give you two million. Then leave." - Cameron Silvestre. A deal sealed her fate. All she had to do was give him an heir, take the money and disappear. No strings. No attachments. No future. But the moment Charity saw her baby's eyes, she broke the deal. She ran away. She hid. She stole the one thing Cameron Silvestre would never give up—his blood. And the Mafia Lord always takes back what's his. When he finds her, there will be no mercy. Only obsession.

"Bear my child, and I'll give you two million. Then, leave." - Cameron Silvestre. The deal was simple: carry his child in exchange for two million then vanish, leaving the baby in the hands of Cameron Silvestre- The notorious, cold, distant, and heartless Mafia Lord. Perhaps, the most hated and feared man she had ever encountered. But when Charity saw her baby's eyes for the first time, everything she'd agreed to shattered. Defying the terms, she fled with her child, and hid from Cameron's wrath. She knew, however, that no one could outrun Cameron Silvestre forever. When he finally tracked them down, Charity's life spiraled into a waking nightmare under the control of a heartless Mafia Lord.

In the tenth year of my pursuit of Henry Stone—the profoundly devoted deuteragonist in the novel—he arranges a lavish, extravagant wedding on my behalf. I still feel uneasy even though Henry continues to love me deeply after we get married. This is because the mission progress bar displayed by the system has never moved past zero. On our wedding anniversary, I happen to stumble upon a hidden diary in Henry's desk drawer, which reveals a very shocking truth—Henry has been reborn. He possesses full knowledge that this world is a novel and that I am the antagonist who poses a threat to the protagonist, Renee Schmidt. He puts on a careful act of profound love toward me, strictly for the purpose of shielding Renee, the person he truly cares for. I have just gotten the gist of the whole situation when the system's warning goes off. "You have failed your romance mission. Your existence will be terminated within 48 hours."

Self-made billionaire Gareth Sebastian wants his revenge from the girl who jilted him at the altar and ripped his heart. He has a lot of plan in his head. Five years later, their paths cross again unexpectedly. Gareth made sure that Samantha will pay for what was she had done to him in the past. But Gareth didn't expect that Samantha wouldn't remember him. Everything about him. How will Gareth make Samantha remember him and the wounds she caused him in the past? Will the memories of their yesterday will revive? Or it will just remain a buried memories of their tomorrow?

She's perfect. Kind, beautiful, and hardworking. Scholar din siya sa isang prehistisyosong unibersidad na kilala bilang paaralan ng mga mayayaman. Marami ang nagkakahumaling sa kaniya, pero dahil sa mahirap siya, ay nalalait siya. Because a girl like her shouldn't be studying in a school na hindi ka level ng kaniyang estado sa buhay. Ilang beses at halos araw-araw na siyang binubully, pero dahil sa pangarap na gusto niyang maabot, nagtiis siya. But never did she knows na hindi lang iyon ang pagdadaanan niya. Isang araw, dumating ang SSC council president at nakita ang SSC secretary na pasimuno sa pambubully kay Hailey. Pinaglaban nito si Hailey at sinibak sa pwesto ang mapangahas na bully. Hindi lang 'yun, pinag drop out din sa school due to violence. Lubos ang galit ng mga bully kay Hailey. Dahil kay Hailey napasibak sila at napahiya. Kaya naman, sinet up nila si Hailey at ibenenta sa isang grupo sa bar. She was raped. Hindi niya alam kung sino. Hanggang sa isang hindi inaasahan na pangyayari, nasangkot siya sa isang situwasyon kung saan muntikan na niyang ikamatay. And someone happened to save her. She owed her life to him. But this man wants her as the collateral. Gusto siya nitong maging role play girlfriend nito para lang mapatigil ang ina nito sa kaka appoint ng mga babae. Pero papaano kung malaman niya na ang lalaking ito ay ang rapist niya pala no'ng gabing binenta siya at ng mismong ama ng kaniyang dinadala? Magagawa pa ba niyang mapatawad ito?