Little Fey

In my past life, I toiled away at the Lincoln family and treated my in-laws like they were a king and a queen. I also gave my stepson the best education possible and helped him get into a renowned college. Yet, I later ended up dead on the street. My stepson said, "You're not my mother. You'll never be her!" He breaks my legs, kicks me out of the house, and watches as I starve to death. It's only after my death that I find out he's the illegitimate son of my husband and his true love! When I open my eyes again, I'm back to the day my husband, Simon Lincoln, brings my stepson home.

My girlfriend was a police officer. One day, I got kidnapped, and the explosives on my body were ten minutes away from detonating when the kidnappers ordered me to call her. Instead of worry, all I got was relentless scorn and a tongue-lashing. "Caleb, are you seriously doing this right now? How could you be so petty and jealous when a life is on the line?! Lucas' cat is in danger. It has been stuck on a tree for three days, and that cat is as important to him as his own life! "If I don't save them in time, you'll be the one at fault!" Over the line, I heard the voice of a young man that sounded, to my ears, anything but genuine. "Thank you Jamie, you're the best!" That man was my girlfriend's childhood friend, Lucas White. Before the bomb exploded, I sent her a final message. [I hope we never see each other again. Not in this life, and not in the next.]

Before my engagement, a fire broke out in my dressing room. The explosion sent shards of glass deep into my body. My best friend, Monica Addams, shielded me as we escaped the flames.  At the hospital, she stayed by my side as I clung to life.  She called my fiancé, James Miller. However, his response was dismissive. “Veronica isn’t feeling well, and I’m accompanying her to get an IV drip. If it’s no big deal, just drop it.” Furious, Monica unleashed a string of curses and called her own boyfriend, Lucas Smith, asking him to help find a specialist.  He brushed her off, too. “Stop overreacting. Veronica’s sick, so I’m getting her some medicine.” When I narrowly escaped death and met Monica’s gaze, I said in a low voice, “I want to call off the engagement.” Without hesitation, she responded, “If you end yours, I’ll end mine.” That was when both men panicked. 

Before my wedding, my future sister-in-law diagnoses me with cervical erosion. She insists it's because of my promiscuity. My boyfriend arranges for my sister-in-law to operate on me without my permission. After the surgery, I find that my womb is missing. I'm furious, and I want to know what's happened. However, my boyfriend berates me. "It's perfectly normal for Kate to make a mistake since it was her first surgery. You're her sister-in-law—stop making a big deal out of a small thing!" I refuse to settle the matter privately and call the cops. That's when my boyfriend secretly murders me via poisoning for the sake of his sister's future. When I open my eyes again, I find that I've been taken back to before the surgery.

My pregnant colleague told me to get her a drink. However, she had severe stomach ache after the drink and suffered a miscarriage. In the hospital, she was crying about how I harmed her. Her family members beat me up badly, even extorted 150 thousand dollars in compensation from me. I made a police report and was ready to take legal action against them. However, his mother-in-law pushed me to the middle of the road, and I was crushed to death by being run over by a truck.

My son is dead. He dies in a cramped toilet cubicle after having his skull smashed in. My husband, the school principal, arrives on the scene. The first thing he does is carry his true love's son, the one who killed my son, into an ambulance. They hurriedly leave. Before his death, my son tells me, "Don't cry, Mom. I'm not sad that Dad doesn't believe me. It's enough that you do…" I call Joshua Tucker during my son's funeral. He roars angrily, "Kenny had to get two stitches on his arm because of your son! If you keep pestering me like this, I'll beat him up when I get home!" My son? I look at the gaping hole in my son's head, the one that won't ever bleed anymore. I shut my eyes. Yes, he's my son. My son is dead, Joshua. From now on, there's nothing between us.

My fiancé suddenly announces he's marrying my sister instead. And just as my world collapses, the cold, noble Twinkle Oriven kneels before me with a diamond ring in hand. He confesses he's loved me for years. We get married. For three years, he's gentle, considerate, and flawless in every way. Then, one day, I accidentally overhear a conversation between him and a friend. "Twinkle, Amelie has everything she has ever wanted. Isn't it time to end this fake marriage?" "Since I can't marry Amelie, it doesn't matter who I marry. All that matters is that it keeps her life undisturbed." In the chapel where he prays every day, the wallpaper is covered with one name—Amelie Ashcombe. I hear him pray to the heavens. "May all the good in the world belong to Amelie. I'd trade my own happiness for her peace and joy. I don't ask to have her in the next life… I just want her to remember me." So this is the truth behind three years of a seemingly perfect marriage. I erase my identity and stage a fake death. From now on, Twinkle and I are nothing.

My mother gained access to an exchange system the year I turned eighteen. She swapped my college entrance exam scores with my sister, Poppy's. She swapped my high-paying job for Poppy's, too. She even wanted to swap my perfect boyfriend and hand him over to Poppy. However, she had no idea that I had deliberately found him at a wife-killer club. When my boyfriend suddenly fell for Poppy and fell out of love with me, I smiled. I had been waiting for this day for a long time.

Sahabat wanita suamiku memutuskan untuk tinggal bersama kami saat dia tahu kami akan pindah ke rumah baru. Aku keberatan, namun suamiku langsung menyetujuinya. Tidak hanya itu, dia bahkan memberikan kamar anak peremuan kami kepada wanita itu dan anaknya, lalu menyuruh putriku pindah ke gudang. Aku tidak terima, namun dia bilang, “Jangan salah paham! Dewi hanya sahabat baikku, anaknya sudah kuanggap seperti anak kandungku, wajar ‘kan kalau aku pengen mereka tinggal di kamar yang lebih layak?” Aku tetap tidak setuju, sehingga suamiku dan keluarganya menyalahkanku dan bilang aku egois. Akhirnya, aku memutuskan untuk meninggalkan rumah itu bersama anak perempuanku. Saat itulah mereka panik dan sadar kalau mereka butuh aku.

Kate terjebak dalam hubungan transaksional, hampir setiap minggu dia berhubungan badan dengan Matt. Sampai suatu ketika, Matt yang tidak tahan lagi, menjamah Kate dalam posisi tidak memakai pengaman. Kate kemudian hamil, tapi Matt tidak pernah sudi memiliki seorang anak dari Katt. Saat Matt memaksanya menggugurkan kandungan, Kate memilih melawan, mempertaruhkan segalanya demi buah hati yang belum lahir. Kate kemudian berjuang seorang diri hingg akhirnya lahir dua bayi kembar yang lucu, Angela dan Angelo. Tiga tahun berlalu, Kate menjalani kehidupan sederhana penuh perjuangan. Bersama adiknya, Alan, ia mengasuh kedua anaknya di flat tua, berhemat sekuat tenaga, sambil berusaha mencari pekerjaan yang lebih layak. Harapan muncul ketika ia diterima sebagai sekretaris sementara di sebuah perusahaan, sampai takdir mempertemukannya kembali dengan Matthew dalam sebuah rapat bisnis. Matt ternyata seorang CEO kaya raya dan melihat Kate, dia ingin bertanggung jawab. Sayang, harapan Matt dipatahkan ketika melihat Kate bersama Alan. Dia mengira, adik kandung Kate itu adalah ayah sang bayi. Kesalahpahaman terjadi sampai akhirnya rahasia itu terbuka; Matt tahu bahwa anak kembar Kate itu anaknya.