Mv New Life Novels & Stories

That made me realize that I would never be worthy of their love even if I had been admitted into the best college. In my last life, Richard had gone on to work as a hotel inspector. Not long after, he was trapped in a fire that caused his entire body to suffer from severe burns. Although he gained quite a lot in compensation, he could never regain his looks. Meanwhile, I inherited the pasta shop. That was where I saved a weak and penniless woman. To my surprise, that young woman returned with a check for 10 million and a diamond ring worth billions of dollars a few months later.

Vivian's face darkened, and she quickly signed her name. "Don't regret this," she said. Regret? I looked at Nancy and saw the indifference on her face. It was the same coldness she had inherited from Vivian. Even the disgust in her eyes was the same. Everything was so obvious now. There was nothing to regret. I put away the divorce agreement and turned to Nancy. "No one will ruin your New Year's Day celebration anymore. I won't bother you anymore, either." No one knew how I had gotten through those six New Year's Days. While everyone else was preparing to spend the New Year's Day holiday with their families, I sat there holding a cold lawsuit filing and reading through it page by page.

He pulled out a small legal document from his pocket. It was the deed of ownership for a tiny private island located in the Pacific Ocean. “I have transferred all remaining Thorne assets into a charitable foundation. We have kept only enough resources to start a completely new life. Just as I promised you, Liora… there is no more Thorne name. No more corporate empire.” “So who are we now?” Liora asked with a warm, happy smile. Mavric wrapped his arms tightly around her waist, pulling her close for a beautiful sunrise kiss. “We are simply two people deeply in love. And perhaps… two people who are making plans for a new member of our family?”

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And she discontinued her course at Chicago. She even applied for the restaurants and cafeteria but she couldn’t get any. Finally, she started to work at a small finance company. She doesn’t have any regrets about her past. At first when she thinks about Min Kyu she would start to cry but now if anyone mentions his name she doesn’t feel anything or start to cry. She started to feel like she didn’t know anyone by that name. She even forgot him as a good friend. She started to live a new life like she was reborn….

Jace takes her hand, and they walk in silence for a few moments, enjoying the peace. Finally, Jace breaks the silence. "Do you ever think about what life would be like if we hadn't come here?" he asks. Emiliana thinks for a moment before answering. "I don't know. I mean, I'm glad we're here now, and we're doing something important. But before we got here, I was just...existing. I wasn't living, you know?" Jace nods. "Yeah, I know what you mean. It's like we were just going through the motions, but now we have a purpose."

I made sure to move on before starting a new life. Whether my ex-husband was alive or dead was of no concern to me. I could hardly care whether or not he was a good person. All I wanted to do was to cherish the people around me and live a good life. I would live and let live. That was all there was to it.

She narrows her eyes at me as she flicks her brunette hair over her shoulder, looking into Lisa so they can gang up on me "Tell your best friend, no one goes to college as a virgin anymore." "Shut up." I say as I take my fake ID. Mila’s brother got us the ID’s since we are still underage. "I'm ready." My nerves were setting in, I've never gone to a club before let alone wear anything like what I was wearing right now, but I didn’t care one bit. I wanted to live a little tonight like there is not a tomorrow then go back to my boring life and focus on completing my degree and working with one of the best corporations in the country that was my only goal.

“The selections have been made.” Anxiety twists its way through me, its sharp claws squeezing my insides tight. Somehow, the gym becomes even more silent. In the spaces between the headmaster’s words, it’s like we’re in a massive tomb. “For Seed,” he says, “Henry Roba.” Applause is scattered. No one seems too excited about the announcement. Henry ducks his head and smiles shyly. “For Acorn, Melvin Silva.” More polite applause. The knot in my stomach tightens a little more. Six new kids. Five tiers. Does that mean two of us will be in the same tier?