Wait 1000 Years

In order to take away her father's equity,she was frame by her husband and girlfriend. A paper divorce thrown on her face,she was force to go out of the house. Four years later she return with her son. "Mummy ",I heard that it is popular now,you wait, I will recognize one to support you!!! A few days later the son took back as super handsome guy who looks exactly like him.. "Mummy, you can rest assured, I checked, and ranked first in the global rich list, specializing in all kinds of dissatisfaction! Said her son confidently. Looking at the stunned woman gong ye thrown a paternity test coldly " Woman , when did you steal my spicies?" "Cheng liyue anger, which bastard slept four years ago self-repossible?!!......

You are the CEO of Garner Empire. You are looking for your wife for the last five years who you abandoned at the altar without knowing how she looked. You know nothing about her except she has azure eyes. What would you do if she is right there under your nose working as your PA? Wait a minute! What would you do if she is working as your PA under the disguise of a boy? Once her identity is revealed what will you do? Throw her out of your business empire and your life? Or will you spoil her to bits?

Lin Wen Xin is a beautiful woman, born with elegant and distinctive features. There are countless men chasing after her love, but she has never accepted any one of them. She will always remember the promise that her first love made to her in high school, “Wait for me, you will be the only girl that I will marry!” Six years later, she was forced to marry the cold and ruthless billionaire president of DT Holdings, Wang Shen Ze. “Since she wants to play with me, I will play with her till the end. I will make sure that she will heavily regret her decision to marry me for the rest of her life!”

When my husband, Austin Hart, and I participated in the earthquake disaster relief, he discovered the corpse of his first love, Stacy Deleon, in the collapse zone. That night, Austin left a suicide note behind before jumping off the building with our son, Clifford Hart, in order to reunite with Stacy in the afterlife. Only then did I realize that both Austin and Clifford never cared about me, to begin with. When I was reborn, I returned to the moment when Austin first asked for a divorce. This time, I agreed to the divorce immediately. I even gave the custody of the three-year-old Clifford to Austin right away. Five years later, we meet again at an auction. Austin laces fingers with Stacy while taking Clifford's hand with the other. He mocks me, "It's only been five years, Kendra. You're really that shameless now, huh? You can't wait to latch onto me again now that you've found out I'm here!" Clifford mocks me as well. "Mom… Wait, you should be Ms. Powell to me now. You should stop pestering my dad already. My parents and I are living a very happy life right now." I just ignore them. Instead, I grab my daughter, Faye Gilmore, who has been sneaking food off the table, and steer her back to our seats. But Austin flies into a fit of rage instantly. A vein pops out of his hand, which is still laced with Stacy's fingers. "You really are shameless, Kendra Powell! We've only been separated for five years, yet you already have a daughter that old? I can't believe you're willing to resort to such despicable methods just to make me jealous! Which bastard did you have that bastard child with, huh?"

How long will you wait for the person you loved? Alva was a smart, positive, and a yes-girl Business Administration student. She was always there for someone, it doesn't matter if it was a friend or a colleague. She always secured that no one was left behind, that there was someone, who can hear them out. Joaquin, his bestfriend, was an Engineering student. He always have Alva's back, a friend that always stays through ups and downs. Little did he know, Alva was hiding something, it was her promise to herself when they were in highschool. How long will Alva hide it? How many days, months, and years will passed for her to tell him the truth?

On the eve of our wedding, Evelyn Gates fell to her death. Everyone believed that, since I had always been devoted to her, I would take my own life to follow her. However, I didn’t shed a single tear. Three years later, I saw her again. Not only was she alive, but she had no memory of the past. “So you’re my ex-fiancé? After all these years, why do you look so broke and shabby now? For old time’s sake, I’ll give you one day a week to wait on me.” I didn’t even bother to look her in the eye. Evelyn had no idea that, on the very night she fell, I received a video recording. She didn’t know that, during the three years she spent pretending to have amnesia while traveling the world with Cole Anderson, I had gotten married. My bride was her older sister.

I lost my dear son, Henry, to a traffic accident. He had been on his way to one of his part-time jobs. Despite working a lot, my son was still a top scorer on the SATs. “Mom, I don’t want treatment,” he begged with his last breath. “I just want Dad.” In my despair, I called Matthew Foster, my husband, more than one hundred times, but he never answered. We had been married for eighteen years, but one day, he spent all of our savings in order to pay for the treatment of his deceased comrade’s son. That got us into a debt worth one million dollars. To help him pay for it, both Henry I and worked hard to earn money. My son went as far as working five part-time jobs a day! That accident cracked his head open and tore his stomach. He was in urgent need of money for treatment. Since Matthew was not responding, I had to leave Henry’s side to rush to his workplace, where I ended up hearing that he was throwing a party for someone else’s son because he had gotten into a prestigious school. “Mr. Foster gave Zack a seaside mansion, a luxury car, and a limitless black card in hopes that he will succeed in his future studies and have a smooth and healthy life.” As I watched my “poor” husband hug his comrade’s widow and son, I called him for the 101st time. “Henry wants to see you one last time.” “I’m busy right now, Wendy. Be good with Henry and wait a little while longer.” When Matthew hung up impatiently, I put down my phone in silence. I whispered, “Matthew, Henry can no longer wait for you.” At that moment, I decided that I was not going to wait for him anymore either.

Mirelle Ashford had three perfect years as Luna. Well, not until she woke up in another man’s bed with no memory of how she got there. Her mate, Alpha Dominic Ravenclaw, didn’t wait for explanations. In front of the entire pack, he stripped her of everything: her title, their bond, her home. Cast out and broken, divorced Mirelle discovered she was pregnant weeks later. But she knew Dominic would never believe the child was his. So she was determined to raise him all by herself. Nine years later, Dominic saves a boy from hunters in the forest. A boy whose dying mother turns out to be the mate he thought he’d never see again. And someone is desperately hunting him. Now Dominic and Mirelle must unravel a conspiracy that goes deeper than neither of them imagined.

Marianne lives in a small town with her daughter and sales man boyfriend who seems not to acknowledge the fact after 10 years of a relationship, a daughter and a son on the way, marriage could be a good thing. Greg,coming from a broken home does not believe marriage to be a way to keep a couple together, after all divorce is trend in this day and age. Marianne, getting tired of his indifference, is not gonna stand for anymore humiliation and gossip about her complicated relationship. Will she wait for him to realize that some marriages are worth it or will she walk out the door with her children never to see him again? There's more for her to discover out in the world about her own life.

I transmigrated into a trashy, tragic romance as the vicious side character. By the time I arrived, the story had already reached its ending. I had caused the female lead to lose her SAT opportunity, and my two older brothers forced me to my knees. My eldest brother, Lucas Sherman, beat me mercilessly with a stick. He hissed, "Slap yourself 1000 times before you can get up." My older brother, Charlie Sherman, threw a bottle of pesticide at me. He spat, "Someone as vicious as you should just die." I let out a cold laugh and picked up the pesticide bottle, downing it in one gulp. Lucas and Charlie turned pale with shock. "Are you insane? You actually drank it!"