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I was a transmigrator who came to this world to complete a mission. My mission was simple—marry Harriet. The year I met her, we were both rookies in the police force's bomb disposal unit. At that time, Jeremy had abruptly broken up with her before leaving for abroad, and Harriet was in a constant daze. I stayed by her side at all times. Slowly, I helped her heal and get over the heartbreak. Three years later, our relationship progressed naturally, and we got married. With that, my mission was successfully completed. The system rewarded me by allowing me to remain in this world and gave me two chances to be resurrected.

Thank God she’s not been flirty today, her normal crazy behavior, I really don’t get why she and Jean got back together, not like I support broken relationship but my intuition still tells me she isn’t the right one for him. “Of course, I would not miss this event for anything.” “This decoration is perfect, your woman’s incredibly good.” “Ohh yes, Emerson did all these.” “Which Emerson? you mean Emerson, your ex? The same one from high school?”Marilla asked in surprise. “Yes, we reconciled and let love take the wheel all over again.” “You really did that? going back to your ex?” She scoffed and looked at me with disgust. I didn’t pay much attention to her words, no one opinion counted or mad

After a bit, he asked, "If you were reborn, how did I die last time?" When Zach asked this, Cecilia hid her surprise. She looked at him sadly and walked toward the big window, "You only lived to be fifty-five back then. Madelyn poisoned you after we got married. I had to raise our kid alone. Now I'm back, and it's like getting a second chance to be with you. Our meeting again feels like it's meant to be. When I was in danger, seeing you first after opening my eyes felt so right. Zach, even if you don't remember the past, that's okay. I'll stay with you and help bring back your memories. This time, no one will split us up again."

“Do you really need to go there? You’re married now. Let your past be just a past. If you can't forget your Theriss, I’m giving up on our marriage! “ There. My mouth has spoken before my mind could think. I was disgusted. I was annoyed with that woman. @DEATH WISH Thank you for supporting my Novel! You may also read my complete Novel, (hmmm... while waiting for an update) Title: TAMING THE DANGEROUS CEO THE DEVILISH BILLIONAIRE FATED TO MARRY THE DEVIL Thank you so much! Want to hear your review! THANKS A LOT! (By the way: If you can understand tagalog, I have so lot of Tagalog Novel for you to read. Please visit my profile where you can see my works. Thank you so much!)

Arthur whispered, placing her hand over his chest. Isabella nodded. "Every beat. Every promise." He kissed her forehead and held her closer. "This… this is the forever I prayed for." --- The days that followed were filled with joyous preparations. With the ministry thriving—now officially recognized as a global mission—they planned their lives together with intentionality. Letters from healed families poured in from all corners of the world. From Asia to South America, testimonies of redemption followed their teachings. Where pain once ruled, hope now reigned.

" Only later did I learn that she was Caitlyn, the woman the Sheppard family had arranged for me to marry. The fireworks on that rooftop, and her face beneath them, stayed in my memory forever. We got married and had Nelly. It wasn't until the day Mason Sheppard graduated and returned home. Caitlyn went to pick him up and got into a car accident. I went to take care of her, but then I saw the two of them together on the hospital bed. "Ian, I'm tired of this. I want something different." I left the marriage with nothing. Later, when my adoptive mother needed money for treatment, Caitlyn suggested we remarry. I agreed. She filled the villa with my fireworks designs. She even promised to arrang

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, and soon, it was gradually getting dark. "Yes, Remy was so happy telling me about her. He told me the young lady's name was Lerisa Jonah, and he really wanted to marry her. He said, "Once she accepts his proposal, he will speak to his father about it. But Remy is really a different person now and visits home often. You should tell Anthony to stay away from the young woman so that my son can marry her. You know Remy also doesn't care about marriage. He has refused to marry, and now that he's excited, I can only pray that his excitement doesn't cut short."

"She wouldn't have wanted this." Something shifted behind the mask. "She wanted me," he said. "The Goddess took her. I am taking her back." "Through me." "You are her," he said simply. "Her blood. Her face. Her power. The Goddess gave her a second chance and I am—" "I am not her," I said. "I am Remi Olandria Cross from Riverside Pack and I crashed a wedding and accidentally killed someone and got dragged into a marriage and fell in love with a man I was supposed to hate." I looked at him. "That's who I am. Not your second chance. Not your ritual. Me."

"They won't find anything out of the ordinary. Russell went for a joy ride. He lost control. Montague will make a public statement and ask for time—time for grieving." For the first time in years, my lungs filled as I inhaled. My chest rose and fell in rhythm as each breath delivered essential oxygen to my deprived bloodstream. Like water to the Georgia clay, it brought a seedling of hope where before hopelessness reigned. Charles's words registered. His low monotone tenor infiltrated my new sense of freedom. "...a respectable time before you remarry." My face spun toward his. "Why? I don't want to remarry." "That's nonsense. Of course you'll remarry. I believe someone older than Russell. He