The S Classes That I Raised

Inalok ng kasal ni Francine sa kanyang nobyong si Leonard. Ngunit hindi pa handa si Leonard na pumasok sa buhay may asawa. Hindi niya tinanggap ang alok ni Francine at iniwan ang kasintahan. Labis na nawasak ang damdamin ni Francine. Si Ethan Fajardo, makisig at kilabot ng kababaihan, namamahala din siya ng isang automotive company kasama ang kanyang matalik na kaibigan, si Aaron. Isang playboy na hindi naniniwala sa totoong pag-ibig. Ngunit ang kanyang lola, si Elizabeth ay ipinagkasundo ang binata sa anak ng kanyang kaibigan. Tumutol si Ethan sa kasunduan at nagsabing may mahal s'yang iba. Kung kaya't hinamon s'ya ng kanyang lola na iharap sa kanya ang tinutukoy nitong kasintahan. Sa hindi inaasahang pagkakataon nagkrus ang landas ng dalawa. Papayag ba si Francine na maging kasintahan ni Ethan? Maniniwala ba si Elizabeth sa pagpapanggap ng dalawa?

มันเป็นเรื่องที่ยากที่จะบอกว่าเราสามารถเลิกชอบคนคนนึงได้เพียงเพราะเลิกติดต่อกัน… แต่สำหรับฉัน หากชอบใครสักคนไปแล้ว.. ฉันคงจะชอบเขาตลอดไป แม้ว่าการสารภาพรัก มันจะไม่สำเร็จก็ตาม “ถามตัวเองให้ดีว่าที่ทำอยู่เนี่ยต้องการอะไร อยากให้พี่เบชอบ? อยากเป็นเมีย? หรือมีไว้แค่เป็นแรงบันดาลใจในชีวิต ถามตัวเองดีๆ ถ้าได้คำตอบแล้วแกจะเป็นพวกคลั่งรักอะไรมันก็ไม่จำเป็นแล้วป่ะ? ถ้าคลั่งรักแล้วชีวิตดีขึ้น ก็คลั่งไปเถอะ” นี่คือประโยคที่นินิวพูดกับฉัน ฉันตั้งใจมาเรียนคอร์สภาษาเพราะอยากดูเก่งในสายตาของพี่เบ รุ่นพี่ที่ฉันแอบชอบมานาน แต่ก็มีเหตุที่พี่เขาต้องไปต่างประเทศ ฉันเลยอาศัยช่วงเวลานี้เพิ่มความรู้ให้กับตัวเอง จะได้เป็นผู้หญิงเก่งเก๋ในสายตาของคนที่แอบชอบบ้าง แต่แล้วรักครั้งแรกของฉันก็มีอันต้องสั่นคลอน เพราะอาจารย์ที่สอนภาษาให้ฉันดันหล่อบรม! แถมยัง… น่ารักน่าเต๊าะชะมัดยาดเลย "เธอตั้งใจมาเรียนหรือตั้งใจมาหาผัวกันแน่?" "ตั้งใจมาเรียนสิ แต่จุดประสงค์ก็.. อยากได้ผัว มันก็ไม่ผิดนิคะ^^" "ทำไมละคะ? อาจารย์หวงหนูเหรอ?"

I watched my family scrape and starve so I could save enough to come to Sicily for a tan, a fling, maybe my first proper kiss— maybe even lose my virginity to a hot stranger I’d never see again. I did not come to wrestle a kidnapped toddler out of a speedboat at gunpoint. One minute I was hiding from a flirty Italian on the beach. The next, I was running barefoot across the sand in a bikini with a terrified little boy in my arms… while men in black suits shot at me. Now the whole island thinks I’m the kidnapper. Especially the grey-eyed man with the gun who looks at me like I’m his next target. I don’t know his name. I don’t know who the boy really belongs to. I just know the man hunting me isn’t a hero and he’s not going to let me walk away. If I survive this holiday, I’m never leaving England again. If he stops looking at me like that… I might even miss the danger. Holy hell. I didn’t just grab any child. I snatched the heir to the Don of the most ruthless mafia outfit in Europe. And his best friend—the grey-eyed man with the gun—wants my head on a spike. I never imagined I’d die a virgin. But here I am.

After I was reborn, when Blake's childhood sweetheart Catherine cut a lock of my hair during a party dare — again — I didn't do what I did in my past life. I didn't shear off all her hair in front of everyone and turn her into a bald wolf. I didn't lose control and storm into the Council of Elders when Blake defended her, threatening to sever our mate bond. Instead, I calmly removed the Luna's crown from my head and placed it on Catherine's. "The crown's hers now. Have fun with her." I put on my coat and walked out of the estate without looking back. It wasn't that I wanted to bow to Catherine. But in my past life, after I severed the bond with Blake, things went horribly wrong. He threw me into a cell made of pure silver, like I was some irredeemable criminal, and left me there while the metal scorched my skin day and night. When I finally escaped, I was poisoned by a witch from a rival pack. Dying from the pain, I abandoned every shred of my dignity and crawled to the doors of the Temple of the Moon Goddess, begging him to let the witch give me the antidote. He was kissing Catherine. He didn't even tell his guards to let me in. I died from the poison — one day before my father, the Alpha King, came to find me. I refused to meet that fate again. So I was done with Blake.

“..ชิ๊! ไอ้ผู้ชายคนนั้น ทำลูกค้าพ่อฉันสับสนไปตั้งหลายคน ตัวขัดลาภจริงๆ!” หญิงสาวผมยาวหน้าหมวยสบถด่าร่างสูงหน้าตาหล่อเหลาอยู่ภายในใจ เธออุตส่าห์ตามสืบข้อมูลของเป้าหมายมาหลายเดือนเพื่อที่จะลากให้มาเป็นลูกค้าประจำตำหนักเพราะเห็นว่าอัศวินน่าจะรวยและกระเป๋าน่าจะหนักเอาการ และแถมยังเป็นเพื่อนกับโทนที่เคยมาที่นี่เป็นครั้งที่สอง การเดินเข้าไปยื่นผ้าเช็ดหน้าให้บนรถประจำทางในวันนั้น.. ไม่ใช่เรื่องบังเอิญ แค่เป็นวิธีหลอกถามข้อมูลแบบตื้นๆในระดับคนแปลกหน้า.. “...ฉันต้องทำให้นายมาเป็นลูกค้าพ่อฉันให้ได้!”

After completing my studies overseas, it's time for me to marry Cynthia Norton, my childhood sweetheart. But on the day I'm supposed to pick up the wedding tuxedo, I see my tuxedo, which is a custom-ordered suit that's worth a million dollars, being worn by Theodore Hasting, the low-income student Cynthia is currently sponsoring. When I demand that the tuxedo be returned, I get called the homewrecker instead. People even mock me for being a boy toy who wants to take the shortcut by clinging to a rich woman. Cynthia tells me Theodore has never experienced wearing a wedding tuxedo before, so she wants me to graciously give him the chance. I like doing charity work the most. Since I can give a million-dollar wedding tuxedo away, I should just give the marriage contract away too. Then again, not anyone can simply accept the marriage contract meant for me, the heir of the Emerson family.

The day before Simon Miles and I were set to get engaged, he told me his true love was his childhood sweetheart. He secretly booked plane tickets for himself and her to travel abroad. For eight years, I would spend one day each year at the Capital Hotel. That was where my engagement to Simon was supposed to happen. Everyone thought I could not move on from him. Eight years later, he returned to the country with his childhood sweetheart for his career. He had learned that a tycoon’s mother, Laurel Windsor, loved dining at the Capital Hotel, so he immediately bought her a gift to curry favor. The moment he handed Laurel the gift, he saw me standing beside her. He frowned and snapped. “It’s been eight years, Clara. Why are you still clinging to me? You knew I was coming back, so you rushed over, didn’t you? “Listen here. I’m back for business. If you ruin this deal for me, I’ll make you pay!” I was baffled. Oh, so he still did not know why I was here. Laurel was my mother-in-law, and it was her birthday today. Every year, I would dine with her at the Capital Hotel for her birthday.

In my past life, I supported the bankrupt Clark brothers. However, after I became pregnant, they allowed a poor student, Kimberly Scott, to push me down the stairs, where I bled profusely and died while carrying my child. When I opened my eyes again, I was reborn on the day I had brought them into my house. This time, I kicked them out without hesitation. To my surprise, Kimberly had teamed up with my grandmother to pretend to be the real heiress, painting me as the fake heiress who had taken over the family. The butler, Mr. Williams, who had watched me grow up, came forward and accused me of causing my parents’ death. Under the public backlash they had orchestrated, I remained calm and presented my evidence. Not only did I expose Kimberly’s fake identity as the heiress, but I also revealed the true faces of my grandmother and Mr. Williams. I avenged my parents and gave the wrongdoers the punishment they deserved.

To the world, I was Mrs. Ward—the untouchable queen beside the mafia king of New York, Elias Ward. But I knew my husband never loved me. His heart had always belonged to Harper Dinah. His nephew’s wife. And after that nephew conveniently died, Elias brought her into our mansion, “I just want to take better care of her,” he’d said. And his version of “care” was where he’d throw a man out of a party for daring to flirt with Harper and got her pregnant. Elias likes to praise me in public like I was the perfect wife to him. And I was. I helped build his empire. I was the one who smiled and played nice. I made his casino shine while he hid Harper away like she was something sacred. Because of all that praising, one of his enemies set his sights on me. They took me. Sent Elias a message soaked in blood and threats: Back off. Leave New York. Or your pretty wife dies. Of course, Elias didn’t choose to back off.. “Just wait,” he said over the phone, “They won’t hurt you, Noa. You’re leverage. Just hold on until Harper gives birth. Then I’ll come for you.” Eight months of being held in a filthy hole, starved, beaten, degraded. The gang leader raped me over and over again. And still, Elias never came. Finally, I escaped when they were all drunk. Went home, only find my twins sleeping in the maid’s room, eating scraps while Elias was too busy hosting a party for his newborn. I didn’t confront him, just packed my babies and disappear.

The day my elder sister stole my fiancé from me, I did not fight back. Instead, I slipped past the maid guarding me and went straight to find my father. “She can have my fiancé. I’m marrying the Regent!” My father stared at me in shock. Everyone knew the Regent was in charge, but rumors said he could not father a child and had a nasty temper. What they did not know was that I was born under heaven’s favor—blessed with the gift of life itself. In my previous life, that blessing became my curse. My elder sister and stepmother smeared my name, claiming that my curves and easy fortune meant I had been defiled before marriage. My fiancé was disgusted and turned away from me. That was when my sister seized the chance to take my place. Even on her wedding day, my sister was not at ease. She had me dragged away like a lowly servant and sent to a brothel, ordering the madam to torture me. While I lay dying in the dark, she lived in the light, bearing children with my former fiancé and enjoying a lifetime of happiness that should have been mine. Now that I had been given another life, I refused to bow to fate again. She might have stolen my fiancé, but she could never take the blessing I was born with.