Yosuga No Sora Ep 11

A year after my divorce, my ex-husband, Harvey Fisher, pings me in a group chat. "This cold war has gone on for long enough. Come home—let's remarry." I reply, "Have you lost your mind?" Everyone in the group chat tries to convince me to take Harvey back. Meanwhile, he asks, "What have you been doing without me in your life?" I turn to look at my current husband, who's putting our child to sleep. I reply, "Recovering after having a child." The group chat members are initially excited, but they instantly fall silent at my words. Harvey angrily calls me countless times, but I ignore him. His mind is not the only thing he's lost—he's also lost the young woman who once loved him more than life itself.

"Mari bercerai!" Suara bariton itu terdengar dengan jelas di telinga Anya. Suara yang sangat tidak asing baginya. Selama 3 tahun pernikahan mereka, kenapa baru sekarang pria yang menjadi suaminya meminta cerai? Seharusnya di awal pernikahan dia memikirkan semuanya terlebih dahulu. Anya Valerie, wanita yang harus mengorbankan diri demi kedua orang tuanya. Perusahaan ayah wanita itu terancam akan bangkrut dan satu-satunya cara agar bisa menyelamatkan perusahaanya adalah, Anya harus menjalani kencan buta dengan seorang pria yang sudah ditetapkan ayahnya, pria yang bahkan tidak ia kenal. Felix Vincenzo, CEO dari perusahaan Evangeline Beauty. Felix adalah CEO termuda dan perusahaannya termasuk salah satu perusahaan besar di dunia dalam bidang kecantikan. Di usia 26 tahun dia bisa mencapai prestasi sebesar itu. Tidak hanya itu, wajah yang tampan dengan bentuk tubuh atletis membuat dia digilai para kaum hawa. Ekspresi wajah yang lebih cenderung datar membuat kesan misterius meningkat berkali-kali lipat dari orang biasa dan hal itu yang membuat para wanita penasaran dekat dengan Felix. Siapa yang tidak tertarik dengan pria sesempurna itu? Pernikahan mereka memang tanpa cinta karena mereka menikah akibat ikat kerja sama agar bisa memperkuat perusahaan keduanya. Bagaimana bisa pria yang ada di hadapan Anya mengatakan cerai dengan wajah yang tanpa ekspresi? Apakah tidak ada rasa bersalah sedikitpun yang dirasakan pria itu? 3 tahun menikah, mana mungkin suaminya tidak memiliki perasaan sedikitpun terhadap Anya meski secuil saja? Lantas bagaimana kelanjutan kisah cinta bertepuk sebelah tangan kepada suami sendiri? Apakah Anya akan menyerah?

Meskipun sang Terhebat kembali untuk melewati hari-harinya dengan damai, dia masih diremehkan oleh semua orang. Pada hari pernikahannya, hanya dengan lambaian tangannya, dia memanggil Sembilan Dewa Perang Agung, mereka semua memanggilnya sebagai tuan …

On my wedding day, my best friend, Beatrice Hopper, buys a lottery ticket from a convenience store and gives it to me as a wedding gift. I initially believe that she's joking, but when I see the unmistakable disdain in her eyes, I know something is off. "They say it's the thought that counts. This gift is precisely how I show that I care. Besides, I'm pregnant and need money for everything right now. I don't want you to feel bad about taking my money," she says. Honestly, I'm disappointed. But since it's my wedding, I can only stand there and watch as my best friend drags her entire family to the reception for free food and drinks. As expected, the wedding ends on a sour note. The two of us part ways unhappily. What I don't see coming, though, is winning 50 million dollars in the lottery that night. Elated, I tell my husband the news, and we head to the lottery office first thing in the morning to claim the prize. The news quickly spreads among our friends and family. But by the afternoon, Beatrice pounds on my door, demanding I return the lottery ticket. "I should've been the winner!" she screamed. "I was the one who bought it, so why should you take away my prize?" I keep backing away from her, panic flooding my entire body, so much so that I don't even notice she's holding a knife. The last thing I expect is for her to swing it at me in the middle of our struggle. By the time I realize what's happening, the blade is already buried in my husband's chest. I try to call the police, but Beatrice yanks me back. We grapple, stumble, and crash through the floor-to-ceiling windows. Eventually, we fall to our deaths in the courtyard below. The universe must've had mercy on me because when I open my eyes again, I'm back at the moment she hands me that lottery ticket. Here comes my second chance.

While I was on vacation with my parents, we stood on the deck overlooking the sea when my father suddenly asked, "Mother duck says quack, quack, quack, quack. But?" I was about to reply, "Only four little ducks came back," when he kicked me into the water. "What's taking you so long to finish a song? Are you cognitively arrested or what?" he barked. Cold water filled my lungs like lead as I bobbed in the waves. "Help me, Dad! I can't swim!" My mother told the captain to steer the superyacht away instead. "Then stay in the water a little longer. Self-preservation may finally make you learn to swim. That's what you need. Real grit and adversity to unlock your potential." I flailed my arms and fought to stay afloat, but panic took over. My right leg cramped and refused to move. I could only watch the superyacht fade into the horizon. I drifted for a while before I could catch up with my parents' superyacht. I wished I could tell them how many ducks came back, but they would never hear my voice again.

Every year, the village had to choose a girl of age to become the Blossom Bride. The girl who was chosen would be sent into the cave as the village god’s wife. She would spend the entire night with him. If she came out alive, she would be honored for the rest of her life as a village elder. Any child she bore was said to be blessed, destined for a life of effortless fortune. If she died, the village would simply wait for the next year, when another Blossom Bride would be chosen. The blessing of the Blossom Bride was believed to pass on to her parents and elders as well. However, no one wanted to be chosen. To escape the ritual, families quietly left the village, one after another. I was the only one who volunteered. I had a lust problem, and I had always wondered what it would feel like to be with a god.

I, Elena Rossi, was diagnosed with acute kidney injury a year ago. I need a kidney transplant to survive. My fiance, Dario Ajello, is the Don of the mafia family, and he looks everywhere to find a suitable kidney donor for me. As it turns out, my younger stepsister, Lucia Rossi, is the only person who is eligible to be my kidney donor. However, she refuses to take the five million dollars Dario offers her as compensation. Instead, she makes a ridiculous demand—that Dario pretend to be her boyfriend for an entire month. I am all against it. I would rather die than agree to her conditions in order to receive her kidney. Dario promises me that he won't fulfill her demands, but I soon find out that he still has agreed to be Lucia's boyfriend for a month. After learning the truth, I decide to give up on my treatment and silently make arrangements for my passing. That is because I know that Lucia will never donate her kidney to me, even if Dario fulfills his side of the obligations.

Isinuko ni Scarlett ang pangarap niya para pakasalan ang lalaking matagal niya ng mahal. Sa loob ng limang taon na pagsasama nila ay nakipaghiwalay sa kaniya ang asawa niyang si Elijah Logan sa araw ng wedding anniversary nila. Yun din sana ang araw na sasabihin ni Scarlett na buntis siya. Pinirmahan niya ang divorce paper without saying a word and naglaho na. Five years after their divorce, Scarlett returns as a famous designer—cold, stunning, and untouchable. Elijah wants her back. But the child she’s hiding? The truth she’s keeping? They’ll destroy him. Because all these years, Scarlett believed her baby belonged to her ex-husband, only to discover the real father is someone far more dangerous… Elijah’s younger uncle. And Scarlett didn’t come home for love. She came home for revenge, against the man who broke her, and the family who ruined her life.

Sa edad na 32 ay hindi pa naranasan ni Andrea ang magkaroon ng boyfriend. In short, siya ay NBSB o No Boyfriend Since Birth. Hindi naman siya kapangitan ngunit napakailap ng pagkatataon sa kanya. May nagawa ba siyang malaking kasalanan sa kanyang past life? Sa edad niya ay hindi na siya umaasa pa na may lalaki na magmamahal sa kanya ngunit gusto niya na magkaroon ng kahit isang anak man lang. Puwede naman na magkaroon ng anak na walang asawa kaya naisip niya maghanap ng sperm donor. Hindi artificial insemination ang gagawin kundi natural method. Sa kalagitnaan ng paghahanap niya ay nakilala niya si Martin na isang guwapong bilyonaryo. Unang pumasok sa isip niya na perfect match ang binata para sa kanya ngunit ang problema lang ay hindi siya nito gusto. Mapapayag kaya ito ni Andrea sa nais niyang mangyari? Paano kung hindi? Itutuloy pa ba niya ang paghahanap ng sperm donor o ititigil na lang at tatanggapin na lang na kailanma'y hindi siya magkaroon ng asawa't anak?

"Look, chat! The rich guy who lives in this fancy apartment is secretly a pervert who gropes college girls!" As soon as I stepped out of the elevator, my neighbor Yvonne Shaw cornered me at the door. She tugged at her collar while crying to the camera. "Chat, this is where the guy lives! Just now in the elevator, he covered my mouth and groped me all over... If the elevator door hadn't opened in time, he would have dragged me back to his place!" The comments section exploded, the screen filled with curses aimed at my husband. But later, in court, when they saw my husband who had lost both arms saving someone five years ago... They were all dumbfounded.