Victoria Peach Leak

Ang life trial system na “If You Think You Can Do Better, Prove It” ay sumabog sa eksena na parang isang naglalakbay na circus na nagpapangako ng magagandang bagay. Ang ideya ay plain. “Kung sa tingin mo ang buhay ng ibang tao ay magulo at tingin mo kaya mong mas gawin ito ng maganda, sige at patunayan mo. May reward na naghihintay kung magawa mo.” Bago ko mapagtanto, ang buong pamilya ko na tinuturing akong hanggal sa gitna ng palabas. Nandyan ang ina ko, nangangarap na gawin akong inahin. Ang asawa ko, na naglaan ng mga taon umiiwas sa nararapat na hati ng bigat ng pamilya. At ang anak kong lalaki, naaawa pag nakikita ako. Tinulak nila ako sa “judgement seat” na para bang kontrabida sa isang kwento. Bawat isa sa kanila ay sumumpa, sa pwesto ko, maayos nila ang buhay ko kaysa sa kaya ko. Ang pusta? Well, kung magawa nila ito, ang consciousness ko ay mabubura—mawawala, binura na parang pagkakamali sa chalkboard—at gagawin nilang personal na katulong. Dagdag pa dito, maglalakad sila palayo ng may isang milyong dolyar. Pero kung hindi nila magawa? Kung gayon ako ang siyang makakakuha ng tatlong milyong dolyar. Ngayon iyan ay pustahang kaabang abang, hindi ba?

The legendary jewelry I ordered for my little sister had finally arrived at the boutique, so I brought her to pick it up. The moment we stepped into the mall, someone walked straight into me from the opposite direction. A cup of scalding hot coffee in her hand splashed all over my clothes. Seeing that the other person was a woman, I was just about to brush it off and say it was fine. However, the very next second, her crimson-painted fingernail jabbed straight at my forehead, and she spat right into my face. “Are you blind? Can’t you see where you’re going? Do you know how expensive this coffee is? It’s a special blend from the jewelry boutique! Someone like you can’t afford to drink it in your entire life!” She kept going, her words getting harsher by the second. Beside me, my sister’s eyes immediately turned red with fright. Not wanting to argue in front of her, I decided to call the police and let them deal with it. However, before I could do anything, the woman suddenly grabbed my sister by the arm. “So young and already with a kid so big, huh? Did you finish school before becoming someone’s mistress? Since you bumped into me in a mall owned by my family’s company, Jennings Group, I shall educate you on behalf of your parents today! Or you might cause even bigger trouble out there someday!” I froze. Jennings Group? As a daughter of the Jennings family, why haven’t I seen this so-called relative before?

ติ่งหลงเมนมันก็ธรรมดาปะ แต่เมนจะมาหลงติ่งไม่ได้ มันแหกกฏฟ้า! ……………………………………………………….. รักร้อนแรงที่เคยได้ดูแต่ในซีรีส์ ใครจะไปคิดล่ะ...ว่าจะได้เจอกับตัวเอง!?

เจ้านายดีๆ ก็เหมือนรักแท้ หลายคนเชื่อว่ามี แต่น้อยคนนักที่จะได้เจอ.....ซึ่งเจ้านายของฉันไม่ใช่คนดี แต่เป็นพวกยันเดเระ! ************************** "ไอ้เจ้านายใจร้าย วาจาพิกลพิการฟังไม่รู้ความ จิตใจหยาบกระด้าง ไม่มีเมตตาข้าทาสบริวาร ดีแต่สั่งให้ฉันทำงานล่วงเวลาจนไม่เคยได้ไปเดท ไอ้แว่นสี่ตาน่ารำคาญ!" "แฮ่กๆๆๆ ขอดัดแปลงคำพูดจากละครเรื่องดังหน่อยเหอะ แฮ่กๆๆๆ" ฉันหอบหายใจแรงหลังจากระบายความอัดอั้นในใจตลอดเวลาห้าปีที่มีออกไปบนดาดฟ้ากว้างของบริษัทที่คิดว่าไร้ผู้คน "ฮืออออ ทำไมต้องสั่งให้ทำโอทีทุกครั้งที่มีเดทด้วยเนี่ย! ความสาววัยแรกแย้มกำลังค่อยๆ ถูกกลืนไปตามกาลเวลา ความตื่นเต้นเร้าใจค่อยๆ แห้งเหี่ยวลงทุกวัน" "เป็นแบบนี้แล้วเมื่อไหร่ฉันจะได้เสียซิงสักทีเนี่ย" เพราะความโมโหเลยพูดจาไปเรื่อยไปเปื่อย แต่ทว่าใครจะไปคิด ว่าพอพูดจบประโยคฉันก็ได้โดนสมใจ (T^T)

Tahun ini adalah tahun yang berat bagi Sumiyati. Tiga kali dilamar, tiga kali pula pernikahannya harus gagal. Karena masakan ibunya yang terlalu asin, ketiga calon suami Sumiyati kabur dan tak kembali. Mengenal Susilo sebagai calon Sumiyati yang keempat, akankah Susilo bisa sabar dalam menghadapi Sumiyati serta calon mertuanya yang gemar sekali memasak masakan asin? ** Don't co-past this story. Semua hak cipta dilindungi UU.

My wife, Ivy Hart, is about to give birth to the baby she conceived with Toby Clayton, her first love. Her parents hire ten bodyguards to stand guard outside the delivery room. Cora Norris, Ivy's mother, takes Ivy's hand and remarks, "Don't worry, Ivy. We'll make sure he can't get within two feet of you! Your dad is standing guard outside with the bodyguards. If he dares to stop you from having the baby, we'll report him to the police!" Ivy nods, her complexion pale, but she instinctively looks toward the door anyway. She doesn't see why I can't be more understanding of her. All she wants to do is help Toby have a child to carry on his family name. The birth proceeds without me showing up to cause a scene. She smiles gladly when she sees the crying baby in the nurse's arms. She thinks to herself that if I visit her tomorrow, she is willing to forget all about our previous fights. She is even willing to let me be the baby's father. What she doesn't know is that I've already submitted my application to the Alliance of Nations. In seven days, I will be leaving the country to become a field doctor for the Frontline Medical Corp, a humanitarian organization. I won't be coming back ever again.

Maya Beckham was Oscar Francis's first love. After four long years abroad, she had assumed any feelings he once held for her had turned to dust. Yet when she returned to Elminas, he proposed. Everyone swore Maya was the love of his life—his one true love, his everything. Touched beyond words, she finally gathered the courage to say yes. …Until the day she discovered Oscar secretly marrying her half-sister, Diana Beckham. She stormed toward him like a woman possessed, her voice trembling with rage. "Explain." Oscar met her fury with infuriating calm. "You vanished without a word four years ago. Diana stayed. Now she's dying—this is her last wish. How could I refuse?" Maya's lips curled into a faint, unreadable smile. What Oscar didn't know? She was the one diagnosed with a difficult illness back then. Later, Maya got into an accident and forgot Oscar entirely. Oscar broke down. Day after day, he pounded on her door like a madman, begging her to remember.

My brother and I get into a car accident. My heart is ruptured—I need emergency surgery. But my mother, the hospital director, calls every available doctor… to my brother's room. He only has a few scrapes, yet she orders a full-body scan for him while I lie there bleeding out. I beg her to help me, but she snaps, visibly annoyed, "Can't you stop fighting for attention for once? Your brother almost injured a bone!" In the end, I die on the operating table. But after the news of my death breaks, my mother, who has always hated me, completely loses her mind.

Apa yang sudah ia miliki, tidak boleh jatuh ke tangan orang lain. Begitu pun dengan Lea Khalilea.Dibuang oleh calon tunangannya sendiri, membuat Lea merasa tidak adil dan akhirnya rela menjadi orang ketiga dalam rumah tangga Varell Damington.Bukan hanya puas menjadi orang ketiga, Lea akhirnya menyadari satu hal keji dalam kehidupan Varell. Hal apa itu? Kamu pasti tidak bisa membayangkannya.

The life trial system "If You Think You Can Do Better, Prove It" burst onto the scene like a traveling circus promising wonders. The idea was plain enough: "If you reckon someone's life is a mess, and you think you can do better, go ahead and prove it. There's a reward waiting if you do." Before I knew it, my whole family had me pegged for the fool in the middle of the show. There was my mother, dreaming of turning me into some grand goose; my husband, who'd spent years dodging his rightful share of the family load; and my son, mortified by the very sight of me. They shoved me onto the "judgment seat" like I was the villain of the tale. Every last one of them swore up and down that, given my place, they'd manage my life better than I ever could. The stakes? Well, if they pulled it off, my consciousness would be erased—gone, wiped out like a mistake on a chalkboard—and turned into their personal servant. On top of that, they'd waltz off with a cool million dollars. But if they couldn't? Then I'd be the one raking in three million dollars. Now that's a gamble for the ages, isn't it?