Loser Life 2

Joel Gleason, my childhood sweetheart and fiancé, promised he'd marry no one but me. But then, to help Jenny Swisher, my adoptive sister, get through her depression, he secretly married her. I didn't hesitate for a second before agreeing to marry Conrad Lennon, Jasselton's most untouchable heir, who'd been in love with me for years. After seven years of marriage, he still spoiled me rotten. He clung to me every night like he couldn't get enough. And there was nothing he wouldn't do for me. I really thought I'd found happiness at last. But one day, after we'd slept together, I heard him talking to his best friend. "Jenny's an international best actress now. When are you dumping Jean?" "It doesn't matter. I wouldn't end up with the person I love either way. Besides, I have to keep an eye on Jean. I can't let her ruin all the happiness Jenny worked so hard for." I booted up the computer in Conrad's study and stumbled upon a hidden folder. Inside were over 100,000 photos of Jenny, plus 100 unsent love letters. I'd been fooling myself long enough. It was time to wake up. I got myself a fake body and got ready to start a fire. That was it. Conrad and I were done for good.

Sophie and Oliver thought they had it all because they were a happily married couple and were contented with their relationship. They support one another and care for each other. A faithful night of their second anniversary, they were about to make love when an unexpected woman from Oliver's past emerged. It was nobody other than Lucia, his old lover. As Lucia made her way into their lives, she made Sophie's life hell on earth and finally found a way to separate them. Sophie's divorce with Oliver changed everything Oliver thought he knew about his old lover. Will Sophie accept his apology and forgive him?

Walang mapagsidlan ng saya ang puso ni Nieves Solanna o mas kilala sa pangalan na Snow nang maikasal siya sa pinakamamahal niyang lalaki na si Dalton Travis Donavan. Simula pagkabata ay wala na siyang ibang hiniling at pinangarap pa kundi ang maikasal kay Dalton. Anak ito ng Tito Gilbert niya, isa sa mga matalik na kaibigan ng Papa niya at nang marinig niya na hinihingi nito ang kanyang kamay para sa isang kasal ay walang pag-aalinlangan siyang pumayag. Kahit na alam niyang ang tanging dahilan lamang nito ay para sa family business nila. Forced into a marriage to merge their family business, Dalton Travis Donavan found himself falling in love with his wife. Mabait, mapagmahal at maalaga ang kanyang naging asawa kaya naging madali para sa kanya na masuklian ang pagmamahal na ibinibigay ni Snow sa kanya. Pero kakasimula pa lang nilang dalawang mag-asawa nang muling bumalik ng bansa ang isang babaeng minsan na rin niyang minahal. Walang iba kundi si Samantha Perez. Tinukso at inakit nang dating kasintahan kaya nagawa niyang pagtaksilan ang babaeng walang ibang ginawa kundi ang mahalin at tanggapin siya. "NILOKO MO AKO! AKO NA WALANG IBANG GINAWA KUNDI ANG MAHALIN KA! IKAW ANG UNANG SUMIRA SA PAGSASAMA NATING DALAWA! ANG SAKIT NA IBINIGAY MO SA AKIN ANG SIYANG NAGING DAHILAN PARA KAMUHIAN AT GANTIHAN KITA!" malakas na sigaw ni Snow sa asawang si Dalton habang puno ng mga luha ang kanyang buong mukha. "Oo, inaamin kong nagkamali ako. Pero hindi sapat 'yon para gantihan mo ako, Snow! Nag-iba ka na, at alam kong ako ang may kasalanan sa lahat nang ito," puno ng pait na sagot ni Dalton. Kaya pa kayang ibalik muli ang dating matamis na pagmamahalan? Kung nakaukit na sa buong puso at utak nila ang sakit at pagtataksil sa isa't isa.

When your ex-husband, who broke your heart and shattered your soul six years ago, organizes a gala party, you have no choice but to get yourself involved. After all, you’re now a made woman, a CEO in your own right, of a green food company. So you return to his company, powerful and stunning, and you shock him to his very core with your appearance on his board. But you are shocked too, because you realize you’re still attracted to him. Even more strongly than when you were married to him. And that’s a problem, because he’s engaged to the new shiny lady on the block. They say you can’t eat your cake and have it, but what if you can?

At dinner, Tiffany White grabs my fiance's phone and spends 100 thousand dollars on a designer bag. She even sticks her tongue at me. "Come on, Meredith. You're loaded. You won't mind such a small amount, right? Shawn and I share everything. His money is my money," she says. Everyone at the table waits for me to lose my temper or smile and let it slide like a saint. Instead, I calmly take out a voice recorder and my laptop from my bag and adjust my gold-rimmed glasses. "100 thousand meets the threshold for criminal filing. Since you said you two share everything, I have to ask—is this embezzlement or an illegal transfer tied to an improper personal relationship? "Oh, and what you just said about 'his money is my money'? I recorded that. According to the supplemental clauses in our prenup and the company bylaws, I'm officially initiating an asset-freezing order against Shawn Harrison." I turn to Tiffany. "Enjoy your free meals in prison, Ms. White." Shawn is livid. "It was just a joke, Meredith. Is it really necessary to ruin me over this?" I hit the "enter" key. "Sorry. In my book, there are no jokes—only bad debt."

"How can you say that about me, Nathan? I never had a kid!" Aaron Fuller protests. My wife, Jenny Green, stands protectively in front of him. "That's enough! You can't slander Aaron just because you're jealous of him. Just you wait, Nathan. I haven't settled the score with you for calling Aaron this afternoon and insulting him!"

Ever since her nonbiological Mom died, she loathed and blamed herself for that. Avery Maureen Del Hera escaped home when she thought her father whom she grew up with wanted her to go to States, and even be with her biological parents, without him fighting for her. Hence, that's the bare part of the story. When she escaped home, she found a place . . . with the help of her own fate. A zone-like place, literally, with its wide and grandeur sceneries, isolated from the world. It's the Zone of Yavanna, or how the Zoners called it as Forest Survival. It definitely comes with names. Yet she eventually held one while being in there, a codename- a new identity: Cosimia. Her tale begins right at that moment. A journey of being the real sleeping beauty, for she's never awakened with the truth that she's been lost all along. She may have sought where she belongs, but did she see where it will lead her? In this forest that bargains life, away from the cruelty of death, one will strive for the betterment of herself, to think of what will become of her. Here's the thing, she's never a Del Hera, yes, but did she know, too, she's never Avery Maureen?

To save my unconscious Alpha fiancé, I got trapped in a glacial crevasse on the frozen mountain. I tried to reach him through our bond ninety-nine times, but he blocked me out completely. When he finally found me seven days later, his first words were an accusation. "Elara damaged her eyes trying to save me, and you just had to cause trouble right now!" "You're a trained mountain warrior. How could you get trapped in a small crevasse for seven days?" "I've had enough of your games. Let's break off our engagement." He thought I would cry and argue like before. But I just nodded. "Okay." He didn't know I hit my head when I fell trying to save him. In seven days, I would completely forget him. But when I finally left him completely as he'd promised, he went crazy, searching the world and begging me back.

I failed my college entrance examination. My father decided to sell me to the village chief’s hot-tempered, crippled son. My younger twin sister helped me escape in the middle of the night. It was only later that I discovered my younger sister was the one who had failed the examination. She used my identity to attend college and hooked up with a rich heir. At her engagement banquet, they revealed the truth that she had taken my identity. As a result, the event fell apart. Out of rage, my sister pushed me down the stairs. I grabbed her and pulled her down with me. When I opened my eyes again, I returned to the day the examination results came out.

In my seventh year of dating Elliot Sheppard, he pulls every string to save the exiled daughter of his imprisoned mentor—Margot Fairgrave—and gives her a wedding that makes headlines. "Professor Fairgrave was my guiding light and a man of integrity, who'd never yield to corruption. I owe it to him to protect his daughter," he declares. The Sheppard family, with their billion-dollar empire and strict family rules, will never accept a daughter-in-law like Margot. So, to secure her place, he demands that our son call her "Mom" and tells the world that I am just the nanny. He promises. "Just wait. Once I collect enough evidence to prove that Professor Fairgrave was framed, I'll return everything to the way it was." For three years, I waited and watched their picture-perfect family of three. My son no longer knows me as his mother, yet I remain their lowly nanny. Since I can't possibly wait forever, I've decided to stop waiting.