Quotes About The Truth

Christina "Christy" Ross, as Poppy her friend had called her, had been a runaway bride for five years already from her billionaire groom Everette Watson. Christy thought she had already hidden away from him, but when she was going to meet her blind date from an online dating app, she was horrified to see it was none other than Everette! Five years ago, Christy had escaped their wedding. But now... Everette had promised not to allow her again. ******* STAND-ALONE BOOK Book 2: Forget About Me, Billionaire Book 1: Mommy, I Want My Daddy LOVING THE BILLIONAIRE SERIES You can read this book directly even if you have not read BOOK 1.

My husband, Jonathan Rivers, was a notorious playboy in Polesburg's elite circles. Beautiful women surrounded him constantly, yet he claimed to have fallen for me at first sight, saying it was a love that would last forever. He dismissed all the other women around him for my sake. Everyone said I was his destined soulmate. Seven years into our marriage, I had seven abortions for him, simply because he said he did not like children. Then on Father's Day, I saw him on his secretary's social media feed. The same man who claimed to be away on business was there with a child beside him, calling him "Daddy" loudly. It turned out that when he said he did not like children, he meant that he did not like children with me. I dialed his number through tears. "Do you want another wife?"

'สำหรับผม เด็กดื้อไม่ใช่เด็กแลาด แต่เด็กดื้อก็คือเด็กดื้อ' ‘หนูต้องโตแค่ไหนถึงจะยืนข้างเทนต์ในฐานะคนรักได้คะ’ ‘ตอนนี้ตั้งใจเรียนก่อนนะครับ เป็นเด็กต้องตั้งใจเรียนก่อน’ ‘หนูพิ้งค์ไม่เคยขาดเรียนเลยนะคะ เทนต์บอกให้เรียนเก่ง ๆ หนูพิ้งค์ก็ทำตามที่บอก หนูสอบได้ที่หนึ่งของห้องตลอดเลย’ เด็กสาววัยละอ่อนยิ้มแก้มป่องอวยอย่างภูมิใจ ‘หนูจะได้ของขวัญจากเทนต์อีกไหม’ ‘เอาไว้คุณหนูสอบได้ที่หนึ่งอีกผมก็จะให้อีกครับ’ ‘สัญญาก่อน’ นิ้วก้อยน้อย ๆ ชูขึ้นมาหมายจะเกี่ยวก้อยทำสัญญากับชายหนุ่มทว่าพี่เลี้ยงสาวกลับจูงมือเธอเดินเข้าไปในโรงเรียนก่อน เด็กน้อยหันมามองตาละห้อยพลางเม้มปากแน่น แววตาฉาบด้วยม่านน้ำตาจนแพรวพราว ‘หนูอยากยืนอยู่ข้างเทนต์..เหมือนที่หม่าม้ายืนอยู่เคียงข้างปะป๊า’

Jojo's boss is a pain in the . He's as arrogant and driving as they come but just as deliciously gorgeous. An eye candy that she can never dream to taste. So what is it about him that keeps reminding her of a different Jordan, her childhood best friend and teenage crush? With a sick mum and a ten year old little sister, she has more than enough on her plate to add 'the man in black' whose failed attempt to kill her mother is a promise for worse. Under her boss' roof and protection, she has to unravel the reason behind the killers attempt and the truth her mother have hidden for ten years now while trying to pretend her boss, the Jordan McGrath, doesn't affect her in anyway- Not with his flirting or his touch that keep her wanting more!!

Aksidente at hindi inaasahan na mangyayari ni Kristina na basta-basta niya lamang maibigay ang kaniyang iniingat-ingatang Dignidad at Kalinisan bilang isang babae sa binatang nakilala niya lamang ng isang gabe. In short Kristina got a One Night Stand to the man she just meet. Dahil sa kalasingan ng dalawa at pagkawala nito sa kani-kanilang matinong kalagayan at kaisipan ay nagawa nila ang isang bagay na kailanman ay hindi nila akalain na magaganap. Ngunit sa kabila ng askidendting kaganapan sa kanilang dalawa ay magiging kabuluhan pala ito kay Kristina, kahit pa minsan na siyang nagsisisi sa kaniyang nagawang pagkakamali kung bakit niya naibigay ang kaniyang sarili sa binatang hindi niya lubos na kilala. Tila basta na lamang siya nagkaroon ng kagustuhan at interest sa binata matapos ang mainit na kaganapan sa kanila nang gabing iyon. Na tila humantong pa na may namumuong pagmamahal sa kaniyang puso para sa binata sa isang iglap lamang. Ngunit magagawa ba ni Kristina na ipagpatuloy ang kaniyang pagkagusto sa binata kahit na iniwan lamang siya nito na parang isang bayarang babae, na matapos pakinabangan ay iwan at pababayaan na lang? Magagawa ba niyang mahalin ang binata kapag sila'y magkikitang muli matapos nawala na parang bula? This story contains mature content! So, please! Read at your own RISK!!!!

My mom always said, "I've never played favorites. "You and your brother mean exactly the same to me." She said it so often I almost believed it. Growing up, anything my brother had, I had too. If he got a new pair of sneakers, so did I. If he signed up for coding classes, I was enrolled in the same ones. Even this year, when we came home for the holidays, my mom smiled as she handed each of us a neatly-packaged designer shopping bag. "I picked these out for you two at the store. One for each of you, exactly the same. "These outdoor brands are expensive, you know. A single jacket costs thousands. I'd never buy one for myself, but I don't mind splurging on you two." I took the jacket. It was well-cut, structured, and looked high-quality. A small warmth stirred in my chest. However, when I tried it on, the collar felt oddly irritating against my skin. Frowning, I pulled back the lining to check. There was a ring of yellowed sweat stains around the label, and tiny flakes of dandruff were caught in the Velcro. A faint musty smell lingered on the cloth, mixed with the stale odor of cheap tobacco. It was sour and impossible to ignore.

On August 23, the Metropolitan Police entered a well-appointed flat at 36 Suffolk Street, in the heart of London. In the flat, they found an ensuite bathroom; in the bathtub, they found a padlocked bag, and in the bag, they found the body of Tina Davis Tina, a brilliant mathematician, worked in Cheltenham for GQHC, Britain's domestic eavesdropping agency. She lived in London on secondment to MI6, Britain's Secret Intelligence Service, and the block of flats where they found her body is an MI6 "safe house reportedly". Uninterested in potential national-security angles, the police immediately announced they were looking for clues to Tina's mysterious death in the details of her private life. But they didn't make much headway. A month after discovering her body, they still hadn't determined the cause of death, although they had admitted the case was "complex" and "unexplained." It seemed like a job for Quintus Noone Fortunately, he happened to be available.

I'm three months pregnant when my husband, a doctor, personally performs an abortion for me. I can see the fetus in the trash can. Chuck Gross uses his doctor's coat to block Valerie Green's curious eyes. "Don't look, Val. You'll get nightmares." After the abortion, he throws a few tissues at me, looking icy. Then, he leaves with Valerie. Later, when Chuck learns the truth, he bursts into agonized tears. "Can we not get a divorce? Please?"

I had been on a business trip overseas for less than six months when I suddenly received a call from the hospital. "Mr. Jones, your wife is having a difficult labor. Should we proceed with a C-section or try to continue with a natural delivery?" The words hit me like a bolt of lightning. I stood there, frozen. When I left, my wife had not shown any sign of pregnancy. How could she be giving birth less than six months later? I quickly dialed her number. The moment the call connected, I heard her cries of pain. "Honey, what's wrong?" From the other end of the line, I could hear a nurse urging her to push harder. However, my wife forced her voice to sound calm. "Sweetheart, I just slipped and fell a moment ago. It's nothing serious. You should keep focusing on your business trip. Don't worry about me." As I listened, the faint sound of a baby crying filtered through the phone. My grip tightened so hard around the phone that it nearly cracked. "Is that so? Then, get some rest," I said calmly. After hanging up, I immediately called my father, the richest man in the country. "Dad, Rebecca's cheating on me. She's in the delivery room right now, having another man's child. Stop all investments in the Harris family immediately. I want her thrown out with nothing to her name."

Two years of marriage. Two years of trust. Two years of secrets I never knew existed. I thought I was coming home to the man I married—surprising Nathan after my work trip ended early. Instead, I stood frozen in the doorway of our bedroom, watching my husband tangled in the sheets with someone I never expected. Someone whose face I only caught a glimpse of before she bolted—running out the back like a ghost escaping the scene of a crime. But I know that face. I’ve seen it every day of my life. Felt its presence in my laughter, my tears, my memories. That night shattered everything. The perfect husband. The perfect life. All of it was a carefully crafted illusion built on lies. Now, nothing is what it seems—and I have no idea where this road will take me.