Shrek Forever After Ending Credits

I didn't think much of her during the interview but my boyfriend decided to hire her. Not only was her work substandard, but her attitude toward me was hostile. I found out later that she was his ex.

Nagpakasal si Azenith kay Zedric dahilan kaya hindi niya nagawang tuparin ang pangarap niyang maging sikat na manunulat. Mas natuon kasi ang atensyon niya sa pagiging misis nito at pagiging ina sa dalawa nilang anak. Bukod pa doon ay kinailangan niyang maghanap buhay dahil unti-unti ng nawawalan ng career si Zedric, pasikat na sana itong artista pero dahil inamin nito sa publiko na mayroon na itong pamilya ay lumamlam ang career nito. Limang taon na ang nakakaraan ng ikasal sila ni Zedric at sa loob ng panahon na iyon ay hindi pa naman nagbabago ang damdamin niya sa kanyang mister. Mas lumalim pa nga ang pagmamahal niya para rito dahil sa mga pagsubok na kinakahara nila na nagagawa naman nilang solusyunan kaya lang sa likod ng kanyang isipan ay may mga, what if siya, Paano kung hindi muna sila nagpakasal? Paano kung inuna muna niyang tuparin ang kanyang pangarap? Paano kung sinunod muna niya ang mga sinabi sa kanyang mga magulang at kapatid? Hanggang sa dumating ang isang araw na may isang nilalang na sumulpot sa kanyang harapan na nagsasabing kaya nitong ibalik siya sa nakaraan para magawa niyang baguhin ang kanyang kapalaran. Magiging maligaya na nga ba siya?

After the divorce, all she sought was revenge for herself and her family, and as she hits rock bottom, without even enough to eat, she realizes that life can still be good. Starting over with everything she has, she is determined to forget her ex-husband and fight for custody of her son, and with that, take revenge on her stepmother who took all her inheritance for herself. They would never forget her name!

After rebirth, Davi planned to take revenge on his husband and mistress which pushed him to end his life. Everything works according to plan, but why is he under the villain's body, indulging in pleasure and doting? "Who do you belong to?" with tears falling from his eyes and a few heavy breaths, Davi answered the alpha above him, “I be-belong to my h-husband!” The alpha was not contented and asked again while bullying the omega, “Who's your husband?” With a face mixed with embarrassment and pleasure, he answered, “Liam… Liam Noah!” Liam: Good boy~~ Davi: I want a second divorce! ᕕ( ╯°□° )ᕗ

I used to be the one and only girl spoiled by my family. But everything changed on my 18th birthday, when my father adopted a she-wolf orphan named Sophia from the Werewolf Charity House. My elder brother, Alex, started to love her more and began to look down on me. My mate, John, who had grown up with me, liked her and ignored me. Even my father said that Sophia, an orphan, was ten thousand times better than his own birth daughter. It was my graduation day from Werewolf University. But instead of celebrating with me, they broke their promise because of Sophia.The 101st time. I counted. And it hurt worse than all the hundred before. I couldn't help crying out, "Am I really part of this family?" My father looked at Sophia—whose eyes turned red because of my words—with pity. Then he slapped me across the face. "You're still fighting for affection? I wish I had never given birth to you," he shouted. Alex snapped at me too. "You make me sick. I'm ashamed to have a sister like you. Get out of this den!" I didn't say a word. I simply packed up my things and left in silence. After I left, the den fell into a strange quiet. They took Sophia to the South Pole to see penguins, as if nothing had happened. No one contacted me or showed concern, because they assumed I would eventually come back—just like before. They never planned to do anything for me. They never had. But this time, they didn't know I was leaving for real. I called my mother, who lived in another pack far away, and told her I'd finally agreed to go live with her. Because this time, the family… Was no longer a place I needed.

Ethan Harper was infatuated with the widow, Grace Bowen, who lived downstairs. She made him special breakfasts and did not mind his hunched back or his loud chewing when he ate. He said, “My old hag of a wife is like an NPC. Whenever I get close to her, she just gives me chores to do. “Not like you. You’re so understanding, and you make me feel like a real person.” He envied her late husband, whom he said was luckier than he was for having married her. I decided to grant him his wish immediately. I was afraid if I waited even a moment longer, he might snap out of it.

I'm going to die. In the eyes of the underworld, I was a sinner. My death would be a final, cursed dishonor. But even with the Ricci family in ruins, I was still the noble Principessa. The Ricci pride in my blood would not allow my body to fall into the hands of a rival Family. Humiliation. Desecration. Photographs flaunted for all to see. I didn't much care if my body became a trophy to celebrate their victory. But if the world knew the last of the Ricci bloodline had become a plaything for our enemies, it would be a disgrace to the entire Family. After weighing my options, I dragged my broken body to the turf of my ex-boyfriend, the man I'd left seven years ago, now the Don of the Falcone family. "After I die, I need you to handle my body." He was silent for a long moment, then let out a cold laugh. "Of course. I'll sink you in the Hudson River with a tombstone tied to your feet, engraved with the name of your filthy family."

He's a demon King in the eyes of the world, but she's the only one who can bring him under control.

After dating in secret for seven years, Mitchell Zahn decides to propose to me on the day his birthday album is officially released. But during the birthday party, he publicly invites Isabella Claxton, a composer and my sister, to work with him. I follow Mitchell to ask him for an explanation. That's when I hear him and his friends chatting and joking inside the lounge. "You're so loyal to your first love, Mitchie. You couldn't wait to ask her to work with you upon her return. What are you going to do about Gabriella, though? Will she accept how your relationship ends when she's written so many songs for you?" After a moment, another person laughs and says, "To Mitchie, Gabriella has always been a replacement for Isabella. Now that Isabella is back, her replacement has to go. Don't you agree, Mitchie?" I wait for a long time before hearing a soft sound of agreement.

Our wedding anniversary also happens to be our son's birthday. A month in advance, I carefully plan a family trip for the three of us—me, my husband, and our son. But right before we're supposed to leave, both of them suddenly disappear on me. I'm left standing alone in the pouring rain, dialing their numbers. On the other end, my son's young voice comes through, sounding cold and impatient. "Dad's having dinner with Ms. Moore. We don't want to go anymore." The call ends, and I'm blocked. Later that night, they intentionally lock me out of the house. I'm left standing in the freezing cold all night long. Soaked from the rain, I come down with a high fever and develop pneumonia. Meanwhile, my husband and son are off vacationing with Sophia Moore, smiling for a happy family photo with just the three of them. And in that moment, I know this marriage has truly come to an end.