Xian Lim New Girlfriend Novels & Stories

"In her bed. In her fiancé's bed. Did you plan this? Did you plan this from the start, you ungrateful little bastard?" "It was an accident," I said. My voice cracked down the middle. "The full moon, we didn't choose—" "Save it." Marisol's grip tightened. "Everyone will know what you are by morning. A slut who couldn't keep her hands off her own sister's mate." "Enough." Kian's voice. Flat. Final. Marisol's hand froze in my hair. "Last night was an accident," he said, still not looking at me, only at her. "It changes nothing. My engagement to Priya stands."

Even if I hadn't married you, my mom would've found another way to marry me off. "You're a good man. I'm glad I married you." After a moment of silence, I pulled out a bank card and handed it to Megan. Instead of turning it down, she carefully tucked it into her bag. "Do you think I'm just a snob who's after your money?" she suddenly asked. I shook my head. After dropping Megan off at home, I went for a walk and suddenly found myself downstairs at Brenda's apartment. Her lights were still on, and the curtains were drawn. I could see her and Ethan locked in a passionate kiss by the window.

The couple looked at them with surprise and embarrassment. "We have a romantic relationship. My girlfriend is Shin Jie, and I am her boyfriend. " Tian Su responded, which shocked and worried the elder master. Chao Fei looked at Cian Xia, who had a hurt and disbelieving expression on his face. He shivered from disappointment and anger, biting the lower part of his trembling lips. His thoughts began to circulate the realization. He isn't Wun Lan. 'My Wun Lan will never hurt me like this,' Cian Xia reflected, heartbroken and disappointed. His heart was pounding in rage and he couldn't seem to breathe properly. But he shoved it in and endured pretending to be fine in front of everyone's eyes.

"Two weeks they've been fighting. And in those two weeks, we've been living together, out in the open. He told me I give him a kind of passion he's never felt. His girlfriend only knows how to chase money. She's nothing like the woman he used to love." The comment section was already going off. "She's about to get married and you're the side piece bragging about it?" "Shameless." "If you two can't keep your hands off each other, just make the scumbag dump her. Stop ruining a good woman's life." A low hum filled my head. The past came rushing back all at once. A mentor at work. Two weeks of silence. A fiancée abandoned in the rain on their anniversary. Every detail lined up with me and Ryan.

It was still early. I didn't know what possessed me, but on a whim, I opened "SimonLovesClaire" profile again. Sure enough, there was a new post. It was already gaining traction, and the title alone made me laugh out loud. [My fiancée found out I donated to my true-love streamer. She got jealous and threw a tantrum about canceling the engagement. Urgent, need advice. [By the end of the year, I'm supposed to get married to my fiancée. Our relationship has always been stable.

The 3 PM all-hands meeting was already underway when Audrey Mitchell, the CEO's wife, shoved the door open, her expression cold as ice. She marched straight at me and slammed a photograph onto my laptop keyboard. It was taken in a luxury hotel lobby. A young woman was trying to wrap her arm around Benjamin Mitchell, our CEO, while he held his hands up in a gesture of resistance. "Dylan, is this your girlfriend?" More than a hundred people packed into the conference room, collectively holding their breath. The room went dead silent. Beside me, my intern, Zoe Brooks, slowly pushed back her chair and stood up. She turned to look at me. Her eyes were red. "Dylan, last month in the break r

I asked and the other guy smiled at me. “No, gorgeous,you can never come at the wrong time” he said and smiled at me. Xander came closer to me and held my waist. “She’s my girlfriend” “Am Gianna,you are?” “Jackson, Xander’s cousin” he said and winked at me. Am getting a feeling that Jackson and Xander don’t get along. T.B.C

I needed to clear my mind so I decided to call my friends Amal and Xian. Amal is an Iranian .Her family too migrated here almost a century ago while Xian is Korean.Well I don't have any idea about his family history. I hope they would not rip my head off from my body .Its been fucking three days I declined their calls uncountable times.I should be prepared with an explanation of my dramatic marriage. You can do it.They are your friends.Yeah you can do it.I encountered my coward heart while dialling Xian 's number first.He is less harmless to deal with than Amal.

But I couldn't help but wonder why she was so closed off with me. "Do you by chance have a boyfriend? You don't have a wedding ring on, so I assume you're not married." "What is it to you?" "Nothing really. I'm only wondering what possibly must have happened to you to make you become so closed off towards me overnight." She scoffed and rolled her eyes at me before giving me the look of disgust. I might be exaggerating, I don't know but I could see the look in her eyes, it held deep resentment. Suddenly, the lights went out for some weird reason and I immediately seized the opportunity for a kiss.

A lady came in, intruding on our conversation. "Shawn, Congratulations!" She hugged him. "I just heard about it this morning. At least you mov..." "Chloe! You got here so fast." Shawn smiles. He noticed I was feeling weird but looked away. "Yes, I missed your fatty little face." She cupped his cheeks. "Oh, forgot to introduce you. Chloe meet Elena. Elena meet Chloe." "Hey." I shook hands with her. "And she's my fiancée." Shawn blurted out and damn my face was as hot as a boiling kettle.