Perfect And Casual

Our bridal room was set on fire, and my husband, a firefighter, was grievously wounded while trying to save me. I sent him to be saved at the hospital where Winnie Sloan, his childhood friend worked, but the surgery ended up being a failure, and my husband passed away. After the announcement that my husband was deceased, Winnie told me that his dying wish was that he wanted a child. Hearing that, I powered through my grief and used the sperm he had previously frozen to conceive a child through IVF, raising my son to be enrolled in the most prestigious university in the area. On the day of the celebration party, my son kicked me out and invited my husband and Winnie onto the stage as his 'biological parents', and that's when I found out that my husband had faked his death. All those years ago, he and Winnie had swapped out the embryo I'd conceived in secret. The son I had painstakingly given birth to and raised turned out to have no blood relation to me whatsoever. Meanwhile, my husband had been enjoying a luxurious life overseas with Winnie while waiting for a chance to reconnect with his son. In my rage, I confronted them and demanded an explanation, but ended up dying because they pushed me down the stairs. When I came to, I was back to the day of the fire.

When the college admission notice arrived, I suddenly developed a high fever and was bedridden. My sister encountered a kidnapping on her way to help me collect the notice, and her life was uncertain. My parents hated me deeply. After tearing up my admission notice, they forced me to give up my studies and work in a factory. Later, I experienced a kidnapping as well. After narrowly escaping, I hid in an abandoned factory and sent them a message for help. My dad called me and shouted at me without restraint, “Lena, are you even human? How could you play such a joke on us on Jessica's memorial day!” “Do you have any idea how much your mom and I wished it had been you who died back then?” In my last moments before death, their insults echoed in my ears. I was tortured and killed, turned into a monster, and my body was thrown into a stinking ditch for three full days. Even my father, the most experienced forensic expert, couldn’t recognize me. When my sister returned home with the guy she eloped with years ago, my dad had just restored my appearance through technology. They knelt before my decaying corpse and cried until they fainted.

When my mother falls gravely ill, my husband, who has asthenospermia, promises to help me think of something. So, I give him all my savings. Despite being pregnant, I get a part-time job doing DoorDash deliveries. However, I see my husband when I pass by a realtor's office. He's supposed to be hard at work like me, but he's buying a place for his childhood friend. He even has his arm around her. "That old hag thinks I only earn that little each month. Don't worry, Yvette. I only give her 10% of what I earn. The rest goes to you!" I hold back my tears and grab the hem of his shirt, wanting to borrow some money for my mother's treatment. However, he shoves me away irritably. "I give you 2000 dollars a month! Isn't that enough? Have you spent it all on useless things?" He leaves without another look back, ignoring my cries and pleas. He also kicks me, effectively murdering the child he's always dreamed of having. Later, he grovels at my feet and begs for forgiveness. It's too bad I've already given up on him. I don't want him anymore.

"Dandelion beterbangan menghiasi langit biru musim panas. Kelopak kecil yang seputih kapas tampak menyatu dengan awan. Jauh tinggi ia terbang mengikuti hembusan angin yang bertiup semilir. Di mana pun kau berada, sejauh apapun jarak di antara kita, kuharap salah satu dandelion itu akan sampai padamu. Kuharap kau tahu aku di sini menunggumu, merindukanmu, dan mencintaimu. Waktu yang terus berlalu mengubah segalanya. Namun perasaanku masih sama. Apa kau juga merasakan hal yang sama? Di tengah hamparan dandelion putih berhiaskan sinar mentari senja, aku menunggumu." Yoshino Izumi membenci segalanya tentang Jepang. Jika bukan karena permintaan Sang Ayah, pemuda itu tak pernah ingin kembali ke sana. Bagi Izumi tempat itu hanya menyimpan kenangan buruk akan pengkhianatan seorang wanita yang pernah dipanggilnya“Ibu”dengan sepenuh hati. Namun pertemuannya dengan seorang gadis berambut silver, perlahan membuat Izumi melupakan perasaan itu. Di saat yang sama tanpa Izumi sadari, ternyata ada sosok lain yang juga berharap untuk bertemu kembali dengan dirinya.

Nara tidak tahu kenapa dirinya harus terjebak diantara hubungan asmara yang rumit. Calon suami dan kekasihnya adalah orang yang berbeda tapi mereka tinggal dirumah yang sama.Perjodohan sudah menjadi hal biasa diantara kalangan elit tapi persoalannya adalah orang yang akan dijodohkan dengan Nara merupakan kakak dari kekasihnya. Bagaimana Nara tidak gila jika harus tinggal satu rumah bersama calon suami dan kekasihnya sendiri.Dean adalah pria yang akan dijodohkan dengan Nara, pria itu tidak hanya sukses diusia muda tapi juga sangat tampan dan baik hati. Dean punya sifat yang lembut dan sangat menyayangi keluarganya terutama adiknya. Tapi sekarang dia harus dihadapkan dengan kenyataan tidak menyenangkan karena perempuan yang akan menjadi istrinya adalah kekasih adiknya sendiri, sementara dia juga tidak bisa menolak perintah sang ayah.

Balas dendam menjadi tujuan hidup Andy setelah sang kakak mati dengan kondisi yang mengenaskan. Ia ingin membunuh Adimas dengan cara yang sama dan kondisi mengenaskan yang sama. Akan tetapi, pertahanan Adimas dan kelompoknya membuatnya harus mengatur siasat. Namun, saat pertemuan pertama Andy dengan anak tunggal Adimas, sayup mata Andini begitu meneduhkan Andy. Andini nyatanya memiliki sifat yang berbeda dengan Adimas. Cinta datang tanpa diduga. Alih-alih balas dendam, Andi jatuh cinta dengan pemilik mata teduh tersebut. Mampukah Andy membalaskan dendam kematian sang kakak? Atau justru cinta yang melemahkan dirinya?

My daughter accidentally scratched my husband's young mistress's face with her nails. For that, my husband had her fingers chopped off. Covered in blood, she came home seeking help, only to be assaulted by an intruder. I called my husband, crying, but his mistress's sweet voice answered the phone. "Stop using these lowly tricks to get Jack's attention. All you're doing is making him sick!" I begged my husband to take my call, but all I got in return was a barrage of insults. "Nothing is more important than Yvonne's face! I'm busy taking her to the hospital! I don't have time for your drama!" Later, my daughter's organs were removed by the intruder. Even in death, she was still tightly holding onto the birthday gift she had prepared for her father. My husband, a top lawyer, personally defended the criminal who assaulted our daughter. He let that man walk away scot-free after what he had done. On the day he celebrated his birthday with all our relatives, he finally knew that our daughter had died. He completely lost his mind.

The most popular girl from my high school is getting married. She invites everyone in our class to the wedding. I want to act like I don't see the message, but she deliberately tags me in the group chat. "You kept pretending to be a rich girl like me in high school, but I don't hold it against you. In fact, I'll allow you to attend my wedding tomorrow to see what the rich life is like." The other classmates speak up. "You're so generous, Haley. It's no wonder you can marry someone from the Baumer family. I can't believe you can even forgive someone as materialistic as Emma!" "Does someone like Emma Larkin even deserve to attend Haley's wedding? She's so full of herself." As the insults become worse, Haley Stockwell steps forward to keep the peace. "Come on, let's put this behind us. I'm not bothered by these things since it's been so long. Anyway, let's not bear a grudge against Emma when she's already so poor and ugly." Everyone in the group chat starts singing her praises and calling her kind and innocent. I sneer. Haley is the one who kept pretending to be rich—I'm the true heiress from an affluent family, yet she made me out to be a liar. She turned me into the target of everyone's insults. I check the digital wedding invitation to see that the venue is my villa. The groom looks familiar—isn't he my husband's driver? I smile at the thought of what's going to happen. I reply, "Sure! I have to attend your wedding!"

Aera memang memimpikan bisa menikah dengan seorang laki-laki yang sangat ia cintai, tapi bukan dengan "Reagan" kakak dari pacarnya sendiri. Bagaimana bisa keluarganya bahkan pacarnya sendiri menyetujui dan mendukung perjodohan antara dirinya dan kakak kandung dari pacarnya itu di usianya yang baru menginjak 19 tahun? Untuk menolak? Itu tidak akan mengubah apapun yang sudah menjadi keputusan ayah dan ibunya. Masalah kian datang saat rasa cinta itu tumbuh, namun nyatanya sikap acuh tak acuh yang Reagan berikan membuatnya semakin bimbang. Dan berakhir pada kenyamanan dengan sang solois terkenal yang merupakan artis di bawah naungan Agensi milik Reagan.

Alena Resha tak pernah menyangka bahwa akhir hidupnya begitu tragis. Setelah memergoki pacarnya tengah berselingkuh dengan sahabatnya, Alena yang saat itu tengah berlari menjauh, telat menyadari laju mobil dari arah berlawanan. Ia mati konyol. Alena Resha juga tak pernah menyangka, saat membuka mata, ia telah masuk ke dalam novel terakhir yang ia baca dan hidup kembali sebagai tokoh antagonis yang paling ia benci— Aquila Sapphire. Kalau boleh memilih, tentu saja Alena ingin menjadi tokoh pemeran utama wanita, supaya ia bisa menjadi kekasih sang putra mahkota. Atau paling tidak, jadi peran figuran pun bukan masalah, Alena jadi bisa memerhatikan dua karakter favoritnya, yakni sang putra mahkota dan protagonis wanita. Yang jadi masalah. Kenapa ia harus terlahir kembali sebagai Aquila Sapphire?! Perempuan jahat yang selalu berusaha mencelakakan sang peran utama karena merasa iri. Ditambah lagi, berdasarkan novel yang Alena baca, tokoh Aquila memiliki akhir riwayat yang mengenaskan, dia dieksekusi mati oleh sang putra mahkota itu sendiri. Satu hal yang pasti ; Alena tidak ingin mati konyol untuk yang kedua kalinya.