Our Lady Of Sorrows Tattoo

The chaos in the love story of Lesha the good girl and her lover the millionaire bachelor Xavier. Will their love last or end throughout the chaos. Let's find out together in Our Beautiful Chaos (O.B.C.)

Masayahin at palabiro si Halina Hernandez noong kabataan niya. Ngunit nang masaktan sa unang pag-ibig niya kay Goddy Vásquez, unti-unting nagbago ang kanyang pananaw—naging malamig siya at natutong husgahan ang mga taong hindi ka-level ng kanyang estado. Ayaw na niyang bumaba mula sa pedestal na tinatayuan niya, lalo na para magmahal muli ng isang lalaking hindi niya kapantay. Makalipas ang anim na taon, muling nagkrus ang mga landas nila. Akala niya, tuluyan na niyang nalimot ang sakit na dulot ng unang pag-ibig niya—pero nagkakamali siya. Dahil sa bawat paglapit ni Goddy, muli niyang naramdaman ang damdaming matagal na niyang pilit kinalimutan. Kaya ba niyang ipaglaban ang kanyang pagmamataas, o muli siyang mahuhulog sa isang pag-ibig na minsan nang sumira sa kanya?

Semenjak insiden itu, Anna mulai berubah. Senyum tulus di wajahnya sudah lama menghilang, digantikan oleh senyum profesional yang ia pasang ketika menjalankan tugasnya sebagai CEO. Wanita bernama Anna Gracias itu sekarang dikenal berwatak dingin dan keras. Tidak ada yang mengetahui seberapa rapuh hatinya. Tapi semua itu mulai berubah ketika seorang pria bernama Xavie Asfáleia memasuki hidupnya. Anna tak mengetahui bahwa pria itu bukanlah seorang manusia. Xavie adalah setengah incubus, putra penyihir agung dalam Legenda Arthurian. Takdir membimbingnya untuk bertemu dengan Anna lalu bersama-sama mereka mengungkap sebuah konspirasi mengerikan tengah berlangsung dibawah kaki mereka. Dapatkah mereka berdua mempertahankan pernikahan mereka di atas banyaknya mayat?

It's Family Day at my daughter, Hannah Neel's, preschool, but my wife, Samantha Miller, says she has to work and tells both Hannah and me not to go. Seeing the disappointment on Hannah's face breaks my heart, so I bring her to school anyway. As soon as we step through the gates, I see Samantha. She's holding her childhood friend—Oscar Barnett's—hand, with a little boy clutching her other. The three of them look like a perfect family, laughing and chatting, as if they belong together. When Samantha sees us, her smile fades, and she lets go of Oscar's hand. "Zach, it's not what you think. Oscar's raising his son alone. Today's his fifth birthday, and he just wanted to give him a little taste of a mother's love," she says quickly. I study her for a moment, then kneel and gently take Hannah's hand in mine. "Sweetheart, say hello to the lady."

My mother-in-law could not understand me. Before my business trip, I repeatedly told her not to touch anything in my study, but she mixed up the contract I needed. As a result, I lost a million-dollar order and was fired from my company. To make up for her mistake, she promised she would take care of my child and help me find another job. I froze my milk, labeled everything with notes, and gave her detailed instructions on timing and measurements. However, when my baby ended up in the hospital, I found out that she had thrown out all the milk and fed my baby expired formula instead. Even worse, she fed my baby peanuts behind my back, causing my baby to suffocate and die. Afterward, she wailed, "That was my granddaughter! How could I not care? If I could, I'd die with her..." My husband slapped me, shouting, "My mom worked so hard to take care of the child, and you want to drive her to her death? She's an old woman. It's not easy for her!" My sister-in-law came over too, calling me ungrateful and blaming me for treating an elderly woman badly. She claimed I deserved to be childless and alone. However, they did not know how many times I had stopped my mother-in-law from causing trouble and harm to them. I was driven to depression by them and eventually sent to a mental institution, where I was tortured to death. If I had the chance to do it again, I would protect my child and myself and stop preventing my mother-in-law from causing chaos for others. I would watch her bring equal destruction to each one of them!

Hailey Monfero got pregnant by her boyfriend who just pushed her away and escaped the responsibility. And the only ways she knows to give her baby a better future is to entrust it to the well-known womanizer of their University. An aloof and cold-blooded man named Andrix Elyazer. But can she hide the lies she made him believed for the whole life? Or will she choose to run away for the sake of their goods?

"I will never love a person like you." she spat in the face of the person who caged her between his arms and wall. The almighty Parker Bickett, the heir of the biggest group in the state, for whom people are dying to get one glance and hands to shake for the welfare of their life and job, was entirely shunned by the words of this lady between his arms. He wanted her, from the very start, but his coward self from 10 years ago never let him have her till this date. Jane Martin, the girl he fell in love with during their youth, but never accepted till she fell apart from him. He did everything in his hands, from begging to get humiliation, rejection to ignore, but when would she see his sincerity and set him free from this dark well of guilt and pain that he lived alone all these years.

I stood at his foot, looking him over. The way he kept up his arms, made the muscles of his arms bulge, leaving those on his abdomen flexed. He looked like a model posing for a casual photo. Just then, a disturbing thought entered my head as I stared at his body. I closed my eyes and shook my head to expunge the illicit thought that crept into it but the thought became vivid behind the darkness. I flipped them open and stared at him again. Then throwing caution and the thought of the dreadful future out the window, I crouched on all fours and crawled on both sides of him till I was face to face with his chest. Slowly, I laid my body on top of his, placed my palms on his chest, and rested my jaws on it. The body contact sent warmth and something sweet up and down my body, going to rest on its usual place below my waist. He still had his eyes closed but I knew he was awake because his face slowly lit up in a beautiful smile, then ever so leisurely, his arms slid down and wrapped around my waist.

Our cruise ship got into an accident, but there was only one seat left on the lifeboat. The three of us drew lots, and I got it. I wanted to give Zac Xavier the chance of survival that I won. However, while we were arguing, his childhood sweetheart got on the lifeboat first. Just as we thought our lives would end, the rescue team arrived in time and brought us back from the boundless deep sea. After that incident, Zac and I walked down the aisle. Unexpectedly, his childhood sweetheart returned to that sea on our wedding day and jumped into it. When Zac got the news of her death, he was struck by grief and blamed everything on me. He imprisoned the pregnant me in the basement and made my life a torture. I bled profusely on the day I gave birth. He had the doctor save the baby, asking him to give up on my life. My only child was named Rory, something he thought up based on the name of his childhood sweetheart—Aurora. Even when I died, I was consumed by hatred. When I reopened my eyes, I had returned to the day he proposed to me after the cruise ship accident. Watching Zac hold my hand as he had done in my past life and promise to grant my every wish, I calmly withdrew my hand. "Zac, let's break up."

Sawyer Patterson intended to leave me again for his childhood sweetheart, Mathilde Payne. We'd been together for ten years, and this was our seventh engagement party. For the previous six times, Mathilde always had some kind of emergency. This time, I wasn't going to let him go. "We're about to exchange rings. It won't take long. She's just got a slight fever. It's not a big deal if you go later, right?" Sawyer lost it. "Can you stop making a scene? Mathilde has always been frail. We've been together for ten years. We can do without a ceremony." He walked out, leaving me behind with a broken heart. This time, I was truly done with him.