Sweet Story

Synopsis "I thought, you won't show up until Zacahria doesn't agree to marry you? Oh, come on Silvia, are you really that desperate?" "Sorry? I think you mistook for someone, excuse me?" "I'm not kidding, so stop pretending you don't know me." " We are tired of your games Silvia." "For the second time, I am not Silvia! So don't ever call me that name again!" she said before turning her back on it and hurriedly leaving that place. Since she went back to the Philippines with his father, she could not sleep and was not able to rest . Because that named Silvia always interrupts her wherever she goes, she is always mistaken for Silvia. And who is that Silvia? Is that really how they look alike? Whoever that woman she's interested to know. When Zacahria saw her, he kidnapped the girl and took her to an island. Zacahria forces her to stop pretending and hiding from her parents because even if she did it over and over again he will not marry her. Olivia was hurt by what she heard so she continued the plan of pretending to be Silvia. And days passed she did enjoying his company. Olivia saw how much he cared for her and she didn't know that she had almost forgotten that she wasn't the woman he was looking for. She enjoyed being Silvia a lot and even more and when she found out that Zacahria was already in love with her she felt jealous for Silvia and felt pity for herself. But she has to put an end to that stupidity. She can't pretend for the rest of her life because she knew in herself that the day will come the real silvia will return.

พนิตนันท์ นักศึกษาสาวน้อย 19 ปี หางานพิเศษทำเพื่อนำเงินมาเป็นค่าใช้จ่ายส่วนตัว จะได้ไม่ต้องรบกวนทางบ้านที่กำลังประสบปัญหาทางการเงินมีหนี้ท่วมหัว สาวน้อยบังเอิญเจอ "ฤทธิ ฤทธิไกรรังสรรค์" หนุ่มวัยสามสิบห้าเจ้าของคฤหาสน์หลังงามท้ายซอยเดียวกันกับชุมชนที่หล่อนอาศัยอยู่ ฤทธิเคยช่วยเหลือหล่อนมาหลายครั้งนับแต่วัยเด็ก มาครั้งนี้เขาก็ยื่นมือเข้ามาช่วยอีกครั้งด้วยการรับปากจะหางานให้เพราะจำได้ว่าภรรยากำลังมองหาผู้ช่วยส่วนตัวอยู่นั่นเอง เขานำเรื่องนี้ไปบอกภรรยา และลินินก็ยินดีรับสาวน้อยมาเป็นผู้ช่วยของตนทันที แต่ทุกอย่างกลับตาลปัตรเมื่อฤทธิตื่นขึ้นมาในเช้าวันหนึ่งแล้วพบว่า ตนอยู่บนเตียงกับสาวน้อยที่ให้ความช่วยเหลือในสภาพที่เปลือยกายกันทั้งคู่ ฤทธิโกรธเป็นฟืนเป็นไฟเพราะเข้าใจว่าสาวน้อยรับเงินจากภรรยาของเขาเพื่อมารับหน้าที่อุ้มบุญให้ตามที่ภรรยาเคยมาเกริ่นไว้ว่าก่อนหน้า เนื่องจากเจ้าตัวไม่สามารถมีลูกได้ พนิตนันท์ตกใจกับสิ่งที่เกิดขึ้นไม่น้อย หล่อนจะขอลาออก แต่แล้วก็ได้รู้ความจริงว่า...แม่รับเงินก้อนโตมาโดยมีข้อแลกเปลี่ยนนั่นก็คือ...หล่อนต้องอุ้มบุญให้เขาและภรรยา

On the day Ethan Moore and I are supposed to marry, his adoptive sister, Hazel Moore, threatens to jump off a building. Ethan abandons me in my wedding dress and leaves me jilted for her. As the guests watch me mockingly, I boldly announce, "I'll marry anyone who dares walk down this aisle to me!" Three years later, Ethan returns to the Moore residence with Hazel. I'm seated on the couch and enjoying some oatmeal while watching TV. Ethan stares at my baby bump and snarls, "Who's the father of that child in your belly?" I sip my oatmeal and smile faintly. "A member of the Moore family, of course."

Like me, it seemed my younger sister was reborn. In our past life, she was obsessed with the golden boy of the elite circle. She would ditch classes, get into fights, and race through the streets at night all for him. In the end, she died for him in a storm and blamed me for all of it. After her rebirth, she manipulated our parents into transferring me to his class, notorious for being the worst in school. "Sis, this time, it’s your turn to get bullied by him. To fall for him. To suffer like I did." I just smiled. Coming back to life didn’t make her any smarter. Even if she lived a hundred lifetimes, she would never be a match for me.

I grew up abroad. My mother feared I might marry a foreign man, so she arranged an engagement for me with a talented and handsome man in Flodon. She insisted that I return home to get engaged. I came back and started shopping for an engagement dress at a luxury boutique. I selected an off-white strapless gown and decided to try it on. Suddenly, a woman nearby glanced at the dress in my hand and told the saleswoman, “That’s a unique design. Let me try it.” The saleswoman immediately yanked it out of my hands. I protested indignantly, “Excuse me, I was here first. Don’t you understand the principle of ‘first come, first served’? Or do you just not care about common decency?” The woman scoffed and retorted, “This dress costs $188,000. Do you really think a broke nobody like you can even afford it? “I’m Lucas Goodwin’s sister in all but blood. He’s the chairman of Goodwin’s Group. In Flodon, the Goodwin family sets the rules.” What a coincidence! Lucas Goodwin was my fiance! I immediately called him and said, “Hey, your ‘sister in all but blood’ just stole my engagement dress. Do something about it.”

I was the son of the wealthiest man in Capital City, but I had never enjoyed the flattery and fake smiles that came with that title. All I had ever wanted was a normal life. Now that I was pushing twenty-eight and still single, my mom finally lost her patience. She gave me an ultimatum: go on a blind date or she’d disown me. On my way to the date, I passed by a luxury boutique and spotted a watch that immediately caught my eye. I was just about to pay for it when, out of nowhere, a man barged in from behind and slapped a black card down on the counter. “I’ll take this watch. Wrap it up for me,” he said. I stayed calm and said politely, “Sir, I saw this watch first.” However, he just scoffed and snapped back, full of arrogance, “A broke nobody like you can look but not afford it. Get lost. I’m the assistant to Ms. Jackson, the CEO of Jackson Group. In this city, if I want something, no one will fight me for it.” Ms. Jackson? Isn’t that the exact woman I was supposed to be meeting for the blind date? Without another word, I pulled out my phone and dialed her number. “Selena,” I said calmly, “do you know your assistant is out here throwing your name around to bully people?”

My mother-in-law competed with me over everything. When she found out I was trying to get pregnant, she went as far as to use a folk remedy to get pregnant as well. It was a molar pregnancy, but she still flaunted it in front of me. I told her that it was a medical condition that needed immediate treatment or it could develop into a tumor and endanger her life. Nonetheless, she insisted that she was carrying a few gorgeous babies. I convinced my family to forcefully take her to the hospital, but my mother-in-law never forgave me. She pushed me off a balcony out of hatred, killing me. When I opened my eyes again, I found out I had been reborn on the day she first announced her pregnancy.

My mother-in-law spreads lies about me having contracted an STD during my sister-in-law's wedding. When I hear this, I want to demand an explanation. However, my sister-in-law stops me and begs me to prioritize her happiness since it's her wedding. I hold myself back and wait until the reception is over. Later, my mother-in-law merely sweeps the matter under the rug and say she doesn't remember anything because she was drunk. However, the lies spread like wildfire. My neighbors scorn me, and my colleagues isolate me, treating me like a walking bacteria. I become dispirited from the constant mental distress and end up getting knocked by a car when I leave the house one day. I die from the accident. When I open my eyes again, I'm taken back to the day my mother-in-law lies about me having contracted an STD.

My fiancé and brother hated me for ten years. They firmly believed I had bullied their beloved Linda Lowe. At my engagement party, they exposed my crimes to the world. "She's nothing but a bully who tormented her classmate!" In the viral livestream video, Linda smiled through tears: "I've already forgiven her." "What's done is done. The past is behind us now" She became an overnight sensation. Meanwhile, I was condemned by thousands, attacked with acid by fanatic fans, and in despair, I took us both down together. When I opened my eyes again, I was back in my senior year of high school. Linda was pouring water over her own head while smiling, asking me, "Have you thought about how you'll apologize to me?" I lost it right there. Grabbing her by the hair, I dragged her into the bathroom, shoving her head into the toilet. "Let me show you what real bullying looks like. Since your mouth is so filthy, make sure to wash it clean before you go telling tales."

I used to work as a model, but not the typical kind. In our profession, everyone had a benefactor, someone who supported them financially. I dedicated myself to my benefactor for a year and a half, tending to his needs diligently. Despite my dedication, I was eventually abandoned. Just when I gathered my courage and decided to start afresh, he showed up again, "Do you want to date me? Officially."