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คิดว่าเราเหมาะสมกันไหมล่ะ?! ฉันเป็นสาวบาร์ทำงานกลางคืน ส่วนเขาเป็นหมอสูติลูกครึ่งญี่ปุ่น! ทำงานโรงพยาบาล! หมอสูติ x สาวบาร์ = มันเป็นไปไม่ได้!! แต่ฉันดันไปมีสัมพันธ์ลึกซึ้งกับเขาน่ะสิ!! ฉันคิดว่ามันแค่ฉาบฉวย แค่สนุก เพราะเราอยากเมื่อไหร่ก็เจอ เสร็จเมื่อไหร่ก็แยก.. แต่มันไม่ใช่แค่นั้น อยู่ๆฉันก็เสพติด เป็นโรคขาดเซ็กส์เขาไม่ได้!!

เป็นเซียนอยู่ดีๆ ดันไปเปลี่ยนชะตาชีวิตของมนุษย์จนเกิดเภทภัย บุรุษที่ช่วยเหลือกลายเป็นทรราชเข่นฆ่าผู้คน นางจึงถูกส่งมาแก้ไขเรื่องที่ตนเองทำผิด เรื่องย่อ : เพราะความสงสารที่เห็นหวงหยางจิ้ง องค์ชายใหญ่ของแคว้นหวง ถูกปฏิบัติอย่างไม่เป็นธรรม ทำให้เซียนสาวที่ทำหน้าที่ตรวจตราดูความเรียบร้อยบนโลกมนุษย์ กระทำการเปลี่ยนชะตาชีวิตอันน่าสงสารนั้น ให้ถูกชินอ๋องต่างแคว้นรับไปเป็นบุตรบุญธรรม แต่ผู้ใดจะรู้ว่านั่นเป็นจุดกำเนิดของทรราช ชายหนุ่มผู้น่าสงสารเปลี่ยนเป็นบุรุษชั่วร้ายอำมหิต เข่นฆ่าผู้คนอย่างกับผักปลา เมื่อมหาเทพได้รับรู้เรื่องราวที่เซียนสาวก่อขึ้น จึงลงโทษให้ย้อนกลับมาจุติเป็นมนุษย์และแก้ไขสิ่งที่ทำผิด แต่เหมือนถูกมหาเทพกลั่นแกล้ง เซียนสาวถูกส่งมาเกิดเป็นเกาเยี่ยนฟาง ชายาชังของหวงหยางจิ้ง ที่เขาฆ่าทิ้งทันทีหลังจากที่มีอำนาจในมือ หวงหยางจิ้ง X เกาเยี่ยนฟาง “ออก! ไป!” “หม่อมฉันไม่ไปที่ใดทั้งนั้น” ร่างเล็กกลัวจะถูกลากออกไปจากจวน จึงรีบคลานไปกอดเสาศาลา หวงหยางจิ้งมองซ้ายมองขวา หันไปเห็นกิ่งไม้ข้างๆ ศาลาจึงหยิบมางัดแงะแขนขาของสตรีหน้าไม่อายคนนี้ออกจากจวน “เฮอะ ถึงขนาดใช้ไม้เขี่ยหม่อมฉันเลยหรือเพคะ” “เนื้อตัวสกปรกของเจ้า ข้าไม่คิดจะแตะให้เสียมือ”

It was the day of our marriage. We were supposed to meet up at the City Hall, but my fiancee stood me up. I waited for her the whole day, and the only answer I got was a picture from her assistant. My girlfriend sat astride on his lap, and her arms were wrapped around his neck while they were locked in a deep kiss. "Sorry, Mr. Terraton. Sophie insisted on comforting me. You don't mind, do you?" I demanded answers from my girlfriend, but that only made her impatient. "He donated his blood to me. Yeah, I was with him, but so what? Man up, will you?" That killed any love I had for her, and I called my soon-to-be ex-girlfriend's sister. "Hey, Sylvie. Yeah, about your proposal. So will you marry me?"

It was midnight, and I was out at my stall when the cops took me to the station. They checked my profile and looked at me weirdly. "You're a Greatpeak graduate. What are you doing setting up shop in a bazaar?" That was odd. I went through the profile and realized that yes, while the student's ID was mine, the photo was not. I knew the guy in the photo. Josiah Ferguson. I had no idea I got accepted into Greatpeak University twenty years ago. Eventually, I was released, but I had no idea how I trudged back home. Then, I heard Hazel Quinley, my wife, talking to someone on the phone. "I won't let Michael get in your way, Josiah. Just go abroad." So that's it! It was her! My wife helped Josiah take what was supposed to be mine! I was sick. I wanted to throw up. I wanted to confront her and Josiah, but then she stabbed me in the back, and I died. "I'm sorry, Michael. I can't let you ruin Josiah's future." And then I woke up. I was taken back in time to my high school days. Our homeroom was giving out college application forms. This time, things would be different. This time, I would take back what was rightfully mine!

Three years after I died, Stella, my wife, decided to divorce me and marry her dying ex. She stormed into my old house like she owned the place, forcing me to sign the divorce agreement. Mom told her the truth—I was already gone. Stella rolled her eyes. "Why's he still pretending? Harvey's dying. I just wanna be there for him. What's so wrong about that? If he won't come out, I'm done paying your medical bills." She thought threatening Mom would shake something loose. But what Stella didn't get? Mom had already stopped treatment. She was just hanging on to watch her crack.

My wife went abroad for a six-month training course and unexpectedly secured a major deal.  Thanks to this contract, she was promoted to director against all odds. When I saw the news of her return in the work group chat, I immediately ordered flowers to pick her up at the airport. However, her belly, which would have been eight months pregnant, showed no signs of it. She had aborted our child, turning me into a laughingstock among colleagues. Just as I tried to swallow my anger, she told me she was pregnant with someone else’s child. She demanded that I step aside and make way for her.

After five years of dating, my girlfriend, Rachel Meyers, cancels our wedding 52 times. The first time, her intern, Ethan Cole, messes up a form at the law firm where she works. She rushes back to fix it, leaving me stranded on the beach for the entire day. The second time, during the wedding ceremony, she hears that Ethan is being bullied by another attorney. She abandons everything to help him, leaving me to become the laughingstock of our guests. After that, no matter when we hold the wedding, Ethan always seems to have some kind of emergency that demands her attention. Eventually, I grow numb and decide to break up with her. But on the day I move out of Westerbay, Rachel loses her mind trying to find me.

On the eve of our wedding, Evelyn Gates fell to her death. Everyone believed that, since I had always been devoted to her, I would take my own life to follow her. However, I didn’t shed a single tear. Three years later, I saw her again. Not only was she alive, but she had no memory of the past. “So you’re my ex-fiancé? After all these years, why do you look so broke and shabby now? For old time’s sake, I’ll give you one day a week to wait on me.” I didn’t even bother to look her in the eye. Evelyn had no idea that, on the very night she fell, I received a video recording. She didn’t know that, during the three years she spent pretending to have amnesia while traveling the world with Cole Anderson, I had gotten married. My bride was her older sister.

On the way back to work after the New Year, my wife Liana Corn and I got into a car accident. Opening my eyes again, I realized that we had returned to the time we just started dating. In our previous life, we were married for eight years. Life was good, but she refused to have any children. Later, I learned that she had always kept her childhood sweetheart in her heart. After our regression, I decided to set us both free. We both deleted each other's contacts without a word, stopped seeing each other, and became complete strangers. Eight years later, Liana became a top investor. At our class reunion, she made a high-profile announcement with her childhood sweetheart Serge Gibson. Seeing that I had come to the reunion alone, she teased me. "Ryan Carter, I know I'm attractive. You love me for two lifetimes and still can't let go, but you don't need to cling to me like this." I pretended not to hear and took my son by the hand. Liana's face instantly turned pale, her eyes bloodshot. "Didn't you say you'd love only me for life?" she demanded. "How can you have a son with someone else?!"

A well-known actor, Ellie Syallis have fans of varying levels— most of them are obsessed, very obsessed. A day awaited by her fans came, where people that won and bought the limited slots came. They finally met their idol face to face, got to shake hands with the female and an autograph on one of her limited-edition DVDs, on cards and on pictures as well. But her once peaceful life will start to take turn for the worse she sees at that very moment. A man wearing a formal business suit with a stoic appearance approached her. She gladly offered her hand and so they shook hands. The male asked for her autograph and she said "yes" with a brimming smile. She couldn't take her eyes of the male. He was undeniably handsome and somehow mysteriously attractive. "Here!" She handed her autograph on the sheet of paper the male gave. “Have a nice day! And oh, please keep on supporting me!” She added and partly bowed. The stranger flashed a smirk that made her heart skip a beat, both in a pinch of threat or fear and in unknown excitement. "You're now my wife. Hello, Mrs. Folster. Can't wait to spend the rest of my days with you." Her facial expressions shifted to surprise, annoyance, fear, melancholy, and into anger as she finally took a glance on the paper she signed. It was a marriage contract!