Vivi Post Timeskip

Walaupun karirnya sebagai dosen begitu cemerlang dan juga memiliki paras rupawan, Vivi masih betah melajang setelah pengkhianatan mantan kekasih dan keponakannya. Sampai suatu hari, Vivi bertemu dengan Ferdi, mahasiswa jenius dan kaya raya yang berkuliah untuk memperbanyak gelar akademiknya. Keduanya seakan terjerat pesona masing-masing. Akankah cinta Vivi berlabuh pada Ferdi atau dia menutup rapat hatinya untuk semua lelaki dan melajang seumur hidup? 

"Menikah denganku, Vi. Gunakankan diriku untuk mengambil kembali apa yang seharusnya jadi milikmu," ucap Reza pada Vivi, wanita yang seharusnya jadi menantunya. Untuk menepati janji, Reza menjodohkan putranya dengan anak sahabatnya, Vivi. Namun, semuanya tidak berjalan lancar karena Krisna malah menyakiti Vivi dengan melamar seorang wanita tepat di hari ulang tahun Vivi. Untuk melindungi putri sahabatnya, Reza rela mengorbankan diri, dia melamar Vivi membuat putra serta keluarganya menjadi shock.

Setelah berhasil mendapatkan pria yang dulunya adalah calon mertua, melawan para musuh bahkan mendepak mantan tunangannya keluar dari rumah. Vivi mulai melawan orang-orang yang berusaha menjatuhkan dirinya, sebutan pelakor pun melekat pada dirinya meskipun sang suami, Reza. Berusaha melindunginya. Tidak ada pilihan lain, Vivi mulai melawan.

Di toko buku Vivi, si author abal-abal yang tidak suka membaca dan hanya bisa copy-paste karya orang, bertemu pemuda super tampan yang dia klaim sebagai calon imam dan bapak dari anak-anaknya kelak. Ternyata pemuda orang hebat di dunia literasi. Bagaimana kisah Vivi dalam usaha menjadi novelis terkenal?

Reborn as the long-lost Rogers heir, missing for fifteen years, I avoided every chance to bond with my two brothers in this family. When they tossed me Vivi’s discarded, ill-fitting gown for the family gala, I smiled and put it on. When they sent Vivi to get an elite education while ordering me to scrub the utility room, I picked up the mop without a word. When they let Vivi chase love and dumped her rejected suitor on me, I didn’t fight. I accepted her leftovers with a calm nod. This was all because in my past life, I had spent my entire life desperate for my brothers' approval, only to end up despised by everyone for it. When I died in the crossfire of a gangland shootout, my own son pushed my body away in disgust. "Mom, did you really waste your whole life on such a petty fight with Aunt Vivi? Dying for the family would have been a more dignified end. At least then you wouldn't have disgraced our name." I left this world filled with resentment, only to open my eyes and find myself back at the moment I first set foot in the Rogers estate. This time, I'm done fighting. The power, the name, the honor. I'm letting them have it all. I’ve already been accepted into a closed-door medical project. Soon they will never see me again.

I was scrolling through reddit when I came across a post seeking advice. The poster said he had HIV but was hiding it from his fiancée. The post had tens of thousands of likes. Intrigued, I clicked to read more. As I went through the details, I realized—why did his description of the fiancée sound so much like me?

Lucius the Alpha is cursed. Fair and square. He has always known that, since he was right there when the spell was cast and the yoke was made. Fighting against the curse only dredged up the pain of his parents tragic end, so he stopped fighting and worked towards his pack getting stronger. Iris is a slave, with a stepsister that has an ego mightier than the strongest wolf, a stepmother that hates her and a father that is spineless. She has learned to live with it, regardless. When a mishap causes Lucius to fall into bed with Iris and pregnancy occurs, Iris is strong armed into running for her life and leaving the pack that once protected her. With Lucius never knowing of that pregnancy and the very possibility of his curse getting broken by his own blood, what happens to the slave of an alpha.

My husband and his employees went on a camping trip, and his assistant posted on social media. [We drew lots for the tents, and guess who ended up with the handsome CEO!] The post showed a selfie she took. Behind her, my husband was taking his shirt off. Someone left a comment. [A man and a woman alone together? Sounds juicy.] The assistant quickly replied with a smirking emoji. [I like a little excitement!] After I liked the post, it was deleted right away. Soon, my husband called me on video. In front of his crying assistant and several employees, he scolded, “Why did you like the post?! It was just a game! Don’t be so close-minded!” As I watched him hold the assistant in arms and comforted her, I quietly hung up. After ten years of loving Caelan Sullivan, I decided then and there to let go.

To help my surgeon husband with his erectile dysfunction, I made an appointment with an expert six months in advance. But as the day approached, Isiah Coleman canceled it without explanation. Just as I was about to call him to demand answers, I spotted a post from his female friend on her social media. My usually stoic husband was beaming as he wrapped his arms around her. The caption read: [Only I can cure your illness.] What struck me, though, was the telltale bulge in his pants in the photo—a reaction I'd never seen from him with me. With a cold laugh, I liked the post and left a comment: [What a miracle worker!] The post exploded, with everyone speculating whether I'd confront the mistress. But what awaited him after the holiday was our freshly printed divorce certificate.

Nagscroll ako sa reddit ng napadaan ako sa post na naghahanap ng payo. Sabi ng poster na meron siyang HIV pero tinatago ito mula sa kanyang fiancee. Ang post ay merong libong mga like. Naintriga, pinindot ko ito para magbasa pa. Ng dumadaan ako sa mga detalye, napagtanto ko—bakit ang paglalarawan ng fiancee ay pareho ko?