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My Ex-boyfriend Regretted after I Left Him

My Ex-boyfriend Regretted after I Left Him

Kaelyn Morley was known in Astrofleah as a pure and beautiful woman, and many young men from wealthy families dreamed of marrying her. Yet now, her private video was spreading wildly, causing a continuous plummet in the share price of the Morley Group. Many business partners were canceling contracts with the Morley Group, and her father was so angry that he was hospitalized due to a cerebral hemorrhage. But Kaelyn didn't look angry but numb at that moment just because it was one of the 99 trials imposed on her by Madelynn, Dobson, the childhood friend of Kaelyn's boyfriend, Andres Warren. Andres had claimed that he would focus solely on his career before thirty years old and wouldn't have a romantic relationship. Yet, he fell for Kaelyn at first sight and pursued her fervently for two years before finally winning her heart. Madelynn resented him for breaking his promise, so she targeted Kaelyn with various schemes and promised that Kaelyn could marry Andres if she passed the trials and that she would have to give him up if she failed. Kaelyn had believed that her love for Andres would be enough to pass those trials, and she didn't notice the triumphant smile on Madelynn's lips. Time and again, she endured the hurt inflicted in the name of these tests. Until one day, when an unwelcome hand slid under her skirt, Kaelyn let out a piercing scream and slapped the sleazy and imposing man hard. After he left, cursing, she finally collapsed into tears after holding it in for so long. It was the 99th time, and she couldn't bear it any longer.
The Rejected Daughter's Genius Comeback

The Rejected Daughter's Genius Comeback

Aria Campbell stood in the opulent office of her biological father, Andrew. He demanded she publicly accept the humiliating title of his illegitimate daughter to smooth the social path for his stepdaughter, Yvonne. To keep her out of their elite world, he threw a $50,000 check at her, ordering her to attend a blue-collar vocational school. "You will learn a trade, and you will stay out of our way." He wanted her to forget that his current wife, Helena, had murdered Aria's mother by pushing her down a flight of stairs. When Aria refused, Helena and Yvonne ambushed her in the rain, trying to ruin her with a bucket of filthy water. They used their family's massive influence to blacklist her from every top university in the city, intent on leaving her to rot in the Rust Belt like trash. They thought she was just a helpless, pathetic girl who would eventually bow to their wealth and power. They had no idea she was a commander from three thousand years in the future, reborn into this era to stop an impending AI apocalypse. How could a man staring at a puddle comprehend an ocean? Aria didn't take the money. Instead, she shattered Andrew's glasses with a flick of the check, vaulted their mansion's iron fence to smash every window on their ground floor, and hacked the global network to erase her digital footprint. She was heading to the Veridian Institute of Technology, and her war had just begun.
The Perfect Love, The Perfect Deception

The Perfect Love, The Perfect Deception

My life with Liam Goldstein was a fairytale, a perfect love story plastered across every magazine and TV screen in Manhattan. He'd even unveiled the "Maya's Horizon" necklace, a multi-million-dollar cascade of sapphires, celebrating our perfect devotion. But fairytales are just that – tales. Then came the burner phone, the hushed calls, the screenshots, and hotel receipts that screamed 'affair'. I watched him live-stream gifts to his young mistress, Ava Sinclair, calling her his "queen," only to later find her visibly pregnant in a hospital, flaunting our engagement necklace and talking about a "situation" with me. His friends, the same ones who toasted our "perfect love," smirked as he publicly kissed Ava and joked about his "side action," assuring her I'd "never find out." Every grand gesture he'd made, from donating a kidney to cultivating a white rose garden, flashed before my eyes, revealing themselves as calculated performances. How could the man who saved my life, the one I vowed to, betray me with such grotesque audacity, in front of the world and his complicit inner circle? It felt like a sick cosmic joke, a public humiliation disguised as love. But I had given him a warning on our wedding day: "If you ever lie to me, truly lie, I will vanish from your life as if I never existed." Now, it was time to activate the Phoenix Initiative, erase Maya Goldstein, and leave Liam with nothing but ghost of a promise he had shattered.
Too Late,Mr.Billionaire:You're Nothing Now

Too Late,Mr.Billionaire:You're Nothing Now

I spent three years playing the perfect trophy wife for Adam Payne, the billionaire CEO of Payne Corp. I managed his household, cured his chronic fatigue with custom supplements, and stood silently by his side at every gala, content to be the "boring, silent prop" he wanted. But at the Metropolitan Museum gala, the mask finally slipped. Adam bypassed me on the red carpet to walk in with his "colleague" Karly, while a security guard shoved me aside, telling me that "only talent" was allowed on the carpet. When I finally found my seven-year-old son, Joshua, he didn't run to me. He sprinted past me into Karly's arms, calling her his favorite. "Why is she even here? Dad said she wouldn't come. She's embarrassing," my own son whined, looking at me with the same disdain Adam used at home. Later that night, I accidentally triggered an audio message on Adam's iPad and heard his true voice. "She's just a prop to stabilize the stock price. I don't love her. I never did," Adam told Karly. "Once the patent renewal is signed next month, I'll cut her loose. She won't even know what hit her." I stood in the middle of the crowded ballroom, realizing that my sacrifice-giving up my career as a world-class scientist to be a "nobody" wife-was nothing more than a line item in a merger. I was the engine of his life, yet he treated me like a broken appliance. I didn't scream or cry. I simply pulled off my ten-carat wedding ring, dropped it onto the iPad screen, and walked out into the Manhattan rain. Adam thought he married a trophy, but he forgot that the "Daedalus" enzyme powering his entire company belonged to my family trust. I pulled out a burner phone he didn't know I had and dialed my old chief of operations. "This is Dr. Haley," I said, my voice finally steady. "Revoke all licensing for Payne Corp. It's time to show him what happens when the prop stops supporting the stage."