Thought I D Be Better Without You

Previously known as: I'll never forgive you Maryam Junaid, a pious, confident young Muslimah who lost her parents in a fire at the age of ten. As the little girl wandered the dangerous streets of New York, she was kidnapped and somehow ended up in the foster home of the Mehmoods. At the young age o

Introduction: Modern + sadomasochism + love + domineering president In this modern city, two hearts begin to intertwine, but they are destined to experience joys and sorrows. Isabella loved him deeply, but was framed and imprisoned by him and her sister, and suffered all kinds of hardships. However, fate still took pity on Isabella after all. "Fortunately I no longer love you" is a sadomaso chistic novel that reveals the bitterness and warmth of modern love through Isabella's growth and experiences. In the bustling city, they traveled through dreamy time and faced the cruelty of parting, but they also discovered the sincere beauty in life. This is a melody of love and pain, leaving the afterglow of parting and blooming in the depths of the soul forever.

'วินตา' กับ 'จาริล' ศิลปินไอดอลชื่อดังของประเทศที่ต่างก็เคยเป็นรุ่นพี่รุ่นน้องที่สนิทสนมกันมาก แต่แล้วค่ำคืนอันเลวร้ายกลับทำลายทุกอย่างที่เคยมี วินตายื่นข้อเสนอแลกกับการให้โอกาสอีกครั้ง ทว่าเงื่อนไขนั้นกลับเป็นสิ่งที่จาริลไม่อาจยอมรับได้ และเมื่อหัวใจของวินตาได้พบกับคนที่ใช่ เส้นบางๆ ในความสัมพันธ์ของทั้งสองก็เริ่มชัดเจนขึ้นเรื่อยๆ ความรู้สึกที่เปราะบางของทั้งสองจะแปรเปลี่ยนไปคงมั่น หรือจะกลายเป็นบาดแผลในใจของเขาและเธอ เมื่อคนหนึ่งรู้ตัวในวันที่สาย และคนหนึ่งเหนื่อยล้าไปทั้งใจ

The night before I was supposed to marry the heir to the Moretti family, I found a string of ninety-nine filthy texts on my fiancé Leo’s phone. A woman named Ava Collins, telling him she loved him. Shameless. Desperate. She was begging him to call off our wedding, threatening to kill herself if he went through with it. I didn’t waste a second. I shoved the phone in his face and demanded an explanation. The silence stretched for an eternity before he finally broke. “Her brother was Liam. My underboss. He took a bullet for me. My bullet. I promised him I’d look after her.” "Jennifer, we grew up together. You know it’s you. It’s always been you. I swear, I’ll handle it. I’ll cut her off." I searched his eyes, hunting for the lie. I swallowed the acid in my throat and chose to believe him. The wedding was on. This was bigger than us. It was a treaty signed in blood between two families. And God help me, I still loved him. But on our wedding day, as we stood at the altar, vows on our lips, Leo got the call. It was her. Ava. On a bridge, threatening to jump. Demanding he come. Now. The diamond ring, a breath away from my finger, clattered to the stone floor of the church. Not a word. Not a single explanation. He just left. Left me, our families, our future... left me standing alone at the altar. Through a blur of tears, I screamed after him, "Leo, if you walk out that door, we are done!" His only reply, tossed over his shoulder, “She needs me.” He never looked back. Carrying his child, I vanished from his world and never looked back.

My Don husband, just to indulge his little mistress's fantasy of playing Don's wife, pretended to have lost his memory at sea and tried to push me out of the family. By chance, I overheard his mistress teasing him: "Can I borrow Don's wife for a few days? And… Can I borrow the Don too?" My husband, all smiles and indulgence, replied, "Of course. Both are yours for a few days." I froze for a moment, then turned away, pretending it did not bother me. The next day, at the family meeting, he announced that his mistress was then his wife, ordered me out of the family business, and demanded I hand over every ounce of authority I held. The elders all turned to me, silently hoping I would defy his ridiculous decree. I said nothing. I handed over the keys and authority without a word. However, he did not know that our next arms deal was just nine days away, and the other party was Amestia's most powerful mafia, the Romano family. They dealt with no one but me.

A self-proclaimed strong independent woman in her 30's finds herself single and lonely. She has a good friend who is stuck in his past. Together, they will try to battle their emotions as life partners. Will marrying a friend without a feeling bring them the happiness they've always wanted?

The entertainment world is no stranger to Keitha Patric, a senior manager at Paris-based entertainment company Tristar. She has always represented the company to deal with scandals caused by famous actors she manages, but this time the incident was so out of Keitha's control that the production manager himself had to convene a staff meeting a few hours later. Keitha was then assigned to work with Laetus Allision, a new creative director of Tristar to solve the ongoing problem. But when it comes to solving problems, both Keitha and Laetus simultaneously realize that behind them there is another competitor who is deliberately trying to cause trouble for the company.

Shan had grown up as a college freshman with her best friend, Ciara for over a period of fifteen years. Ciara Jones is smitten with his best friend Shan, but she can't tell because Shan is dating someone else. Being their loyal best friend, she still supports Shan with everything and shows her love for him. Shan will eventually discover the truth about his real father, Phillip Garcia, and within his family, things happen unexpectedly. Will they conquer everything? Will their family would ever be fixed through everything?

Elena Frost has been by Aaron Reed's side for a decade. He goes from being a broke freshman who almost drops out of university to the proud CEO of Reed Corporation. Everyone in Halston City knows Aaron loves Elena more than life itself. At one point, even Elena believed this. Then, in the third year of her and Aaron's marriage, she discovers his mistress. He even has a one-year-old child with her. Since Aaron doesn't appreciate the sacrifice Elena has made to be with him, she decides to take it all back. … Aaron sees Mia Wynn as a distraction and a form of entertainmen and heir child is an accident. Elena is the only person he truly treasures. But when Elena disappears without a trace and takes half of his soul with her, he realizes one thing—he's the true loser in the relationship he's betrayed.

Before my parents died, they arranged for me to marry Alan Palmer, the powerful but impotent overlord of Northingdale. The day I received the engagement letter, strange floating messages appeared before my eyes. [Don't marry him. He can't have kids, and he's violent!] [If you go through with this, that freak will torture you to death. Run!] [Your childhood sweetheart is your true love. Run away with him!] My childhood sweetheart, Leon Wade, grabbed my hand and looked into my eyes with what seemed like deep affection. "Tiffany, let's run away together. Have your maid take your place and marry Alan. She knows you well. No one will notice." Fooled by the so-called love in his eyes and those floating messages, I chose to go with him in my past life. I could only watch as the maid stole my identity as the heiress of the Glissons, gave Alan a son, and walked away with hundreds of millions of dollars in fortune. In the end, Leon held her in his arms. He tied a huge stone to me, kicked me into the ocean, and said smugly, "From now on, she's Tiffany. As for you, rot at the bottom of the sea forever!" I watched as sharks slowly tore into my body, pain ripping through every inch of me, until only my bones sank into the dark water. After being reborn, I finally understood that those floating messages were fake. They were carefully planted traps designed by Leon. Now, facing him and his pleas for me to run away, I let out a cold laugh and ignored the floating messages. "I'm not some helpless maiden. I'm marrying Alan."