하룻밤 No! 한평생 Yes

결혼 3년 차지만 남편의 생김새도 모르는 성혜인. 남편과의 첫 만남을 침대에서 갖게 된다. 얇은 한 장의 이혼 서류에 사인하고 다시는 안 봐도 될 줄 알았지만... 이혼은 시작에 불과했다. 어느 날, 여자를 곁에 둔 적이 없는 BH그룹 대표 반제승이 신인 디자이너에게 빠졌다는 소문이 돌기 시작한다. 번마다 나타나서 도와주고, 질투하고, 편애하고... “성혜인 씨는 반 대표님과 어떤 사이에요?” 거침없이 질문에 성혜인이 덤덤하게 대답한다. “고용주와 피고용인... 혹은 전남편과 전처라고 할 수 있겠네요.”

남편의 컴퓨터를 닦아주다 나는 실수로 파일 하나를 열게 되었다. 안에는 입에 담을 수 없을 정도의 수위를 가진 영상이 만 개 남짓하게 들어 있었다. 주인공은 바로 남편과 여태 결혼하지 않은 친구 윤아였다. 내가 아이를 낳고 얼마 지나지 않아 남편은 몸을 상해 더는 잠자리를 가질 수 없게 되었다며 플라토닉 연애를 하자고 했고 그렇게 40년간 내게 손도 대지 않았다. 반평생 그를 위해 아이를 낳고 키우면서 살아온 내게 돌아온 건 완벽하게 포장된 거짓말뿐이었다.

I chase my six-year-old daughter out of the house on a cold winter day. I cut her new clothes to pieces and dirty her dainty little face with mud. Then, I give her all my savings. She looks at me tearfully and reaches out for me, wanting me to hold her. However, I harden my heart and push her away, saying, "Leave! Go to Bowen Group and look for their CEO, Logan Bowen. Show him my death certificate and your DNA test—he'll take you in." She sobs while looking at me. "Don't you want me anymore, Mommy? Let's go look for Daddy together." After a brief silence, I say, "I can't go with you. I lied to him back then to have you." Yes, I'm a liar. I orchestrated everything from meeting Logan, dating him, to ultimately leaving him with his child in my womb. Even the death certificate I've given my daughter is fake. From beginning to end, I've lied to him about everything except our daughter.

I was reborn back to 1975, when the child in my womb was three months old. I did not tell anyone and quietly had an abortion. However, I still wrapped cotton around my belly every day, pretending the baby was still there. In my past life, my husband Declan Huxley's childhood sweetheart Jane Patton and I gave birth on the same day. She had a healthy, ordinary baby boy. But my child looked nothing like us—he was mixed-race, with features of the Valorian people. Declan and I were both locals, so there was no way our son could look like this. Enraged, Declan scolded me in front of everyone, accusing me of cheating on him and having a disgraceful affair with a Valorian. No matter how many times I explained, no one believed me, and I became the shameful woman everyone pointed at. Worse still, Declan reported me and handed in some foreign letters he found at home, which led to me being taken by federal agents and sentenced as a spy. I spent ten years in prison, and when I finally walked out, I was nothing but skin and bones. Meanwhile, Declan had climbed the ranks for his so-called loyalty to the country. He held Jane's hand and brought along my real son, Seth Huxley, then threw 500 dollars at me like it was charity. He said, "Back then, Jane was accidentally deceived by someone else and gave birth to that brat. Unlike you, she has a gentle nature and couldn't endure hardship, so I had no choice but to switch your children. "This money is payment for your ten years and your reputation. You have a criminal record, and I already filed for divorce long ago to be with Jane. Seth also thinks you're not worthy of me, so you better take care of yourself." Seth also looked at me with disgust. "Mommy Jane treats me very well, and she's not like you; she's never been to prison. I don't want a mother like you!" When I learned the truth, the fury was so overwhelming that I had a stroke and died in despair. In this new life, I want to see how they plan to scheme against me when the child is already gone.

Two years after we marry, my husband moves his sister and her family into our marital home. The four of them settle down and refuse to leave. So, I quit both my jobs. I laze around at home all day and splurge on various things. I have so many parcels delivered that they pile up by the door. Occasionally, I ask my husband and his sister for allowance. When the management office sends someone to chase for our maintenance fee, my husband breaks down so loudly that everyone in the building can hear him. He asks me whether I've lost my mind—who will support the family if I don't work? How will we survive without money? Am I going to allow our family to starve? So, it turns out he does know that we'll starve without anyone generating income. Why does he and his sister stay at home and plot to take away all my money, then?

Devon menyodorkan surat cerai tepat ke depan muka Rosa. Pria itu tak terlihat main-main. Pada akhirnya pernikahan yang mereka lalui tidak berhasil meskipun Rosa sudah mencoba sebisanya. Rosa menginginkan Devon. Sangat membutuhkan kekuasaan keluarga Wijaya yang berada di genggaman Devon. Dia tak bisa pergi, tak akan mau. Ketika Rosa tengah memutar otak untuk menunda perceraian ini, tiba-tiba saja petir menyambar Devon secepat kilat! "Ja-jangan mati!!!! Ambulans! Tolong, siapa saja panggil ambulans!" jerit Rosa dengan derai air mata bercucuran. Sementara itu, Devon bergeming di tempatnya. Asap-asap hitam mengepul keluar dari sekujur tubuh dan perickan listrik seperti melompat-lompat di atasnya. Namun bukan itu yang penting. Sebuah suara melengking yang pria itu kenal jelas, merasuki kepalanya dengan kurang ajar. Devon bisa mendengar suara isi pikiran Rosa tanpa sepengetahuan wanita itu. Dan darahnya dibuat mendidih. 'Siapa bilang laki-laki ganteng di dunia ini cuma Devon? Cuih! Manusia macam dia mending bertapa di gunung jadi biksu. Percuma dikasih istri secantik aku kalo matanya nggak dipake,' ujar Rosa dalam hati. Gigi Devon bergemeletuk menahan amarah. "ROSA!!"

Despite a decade of marriage, Simon never once shared my bed, claiming that he had pledged himself to ascetic practices and that it was beneath him. I thought that he suffered from some shameful ailment and guarded his secret like a devoted fool, until my birthday, when I came home to find him entangled with a brothel worker before the floor-length mirror. When I lunged forward in rage, he drove a shard of that broken mirror straight through my heart. When I awoke, I was gripping my phone, its screen illuminating a message Simon had just sent: [I’ll still give you a lavish wedding, but the marriage certificate? That belongs to her.]

Fedora Smith was done with love. Finished. Buried. Betrayal had ripped out her heart and torched it—her boyfriend of four years and her best friend of twenty-five caught pants down on the very anniversary sheets she gifted him. And their excuses? “You’re not attractive anymore.” “You took too long to marry him.” Fine. If love was a game, she was rewriting the rules. Now, she runs The Bridal Fix, an elite agency providing fake marriages for a steep price—rent-a-bride services for men needing to fool their families, secure an inheritance, or stage the perfect breakup. Fifteen weddings, fifteen divorces—no strings, no mess. Just business. Until Judah Carlstone. He hires her like the rest—one contract, one wedding, one payday. But Judah asks too many questions. Looks at her too long. And when he smirks and says— "Tell me, Fedora… how does it feel to say ‘I do’ and not mean it?" For the first time in years, she has no answer. Because this was never supposed to feel real.

결혼식 리허설 중, 내 약혼자의 여직원이 갑자기 달려와 장식을 박살내 버렸다. “네가 뭔데, 이민오가 나랑 결혼한다고 약속했어!” 그녀는 내 억대의 웨딩드레스를 빼앗아갔지만 너무 뚱뚱해서 머리조차 넣을 수 없었다. 나는 비웃으며 말했다. “너 혹시 이 큰 사이즈 웨딩드레스도 못 입을 정도로 뚱뚱한 거야?” 양서희는 화가 나서 웨딩드레스를 억지로 입으려 했고, 그 과정에서 허리와 등 부분이 찢어져버렸다. 양서희는 만족스럽게 웃으며 말했다. “웨딩드레스를 찢어버린다 해도 상관없어. 이민오가 나를 사랑하니까, 새 웨딩드레스를 사줄 거야.” 결혼식이 시작되었을 때, 양서희는 큰 충격을 받았다. 걸어오는 신랑은 이민오가 아니라 이민오와 양서희의 사장이었다. 사실 나는 이 결혼식이 내 결혼식이라고 말한 적이 없었다.

결혼 2년 차, 의외로 임신하게 된 윤혜인. 기대와 설렘 끝에 놓인 건 이혼서류 한 장뿐이다. 차 사고로 피범벅이 된 윤혜인은 바닥에 쓰러진 채 이준혁에게 그녀의 아이만은 살려달라고 애원했지만 결국 다른 여자와 함께 매정하게 떠난 이준혁. 윤혜인은 그렇게 모든 걸 포기하고 두 눈을 감아버렸다. 그 뒤로 이준혁에게는 금기어가 생겼고 아무도 감히 그 이름을 언급하지 못하게 되었다. 그러던 어느 결혼식에서, 갑자기 돌변한 이준혁은 바닥에 무릎을 꿇은 채 빨갛게 충혈된 두 눈으로 그 여자를 빤히 쳐다보며 물었다. “내 아이를 데리고 어떤 남자에게 시집가려는 거야?”