Giving Her My Heart Chinese Drama

Giving Her My Heart

CEOMarrigeRegretBroken HeartBEModern Romance

Alec loved Lexi of seven years, but her brother poisoned her mind against him, making her believe he had schemed against her. She demanded a divorce, aborted their child, and triggered a heart condition. Alec saved her by giving her his own heart. Unaware of the truth, Lexi thought he had left out of spite. After he was gone, she grew regretful and finally realized she loved him, only to spiral into desperate searching. Piece by piece, the truth emerged through memories and love, until she collapsed in despair upon learning he had died for her.

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Secret Triplets: The Billionaire's Second Chance

Roderic Penn

I stood at my mother's open grave in the freezing rain, my heels sinking into the mud. The space beside me was empty. My husband, Hilliard Holloway, had promised to cherish me in bad times, but apparently, burying my mother didn't fit into his busy schedule. While the priest's voice droned on, a news alert lit up my phone. It was a livestream of the Metropolitan Charity Gala. There was Hilliard, looking impeccable in a custom tuxedo, with his ex-girlfriend Charla English draped over his arm. The headline read: "Holloway & English: A Power Couple Reunited?" When he finally returned to our penthouse at 2 AM, he didn't come alone-he brought Charla with him. He claimed she'd had a "medical emergency" at the gala and couldn't be left alone. I found a Tiffany diamond necklace on our coffee table meant for her birthday, and a smudge of her signature red lipstick on his collar. When I confronted him, he simply told me to stop being "hysterical" and "acting like a child." He had no idea I was seven months pregnant with his child. He thought so little of my grief that he didn't even bother to craft a convincing lie, laughing with his mistress in our home while I sat in the dark with a shattered heart and a secret life growing inside me. "He doesn't deserve us," I whispered to the darkness. I didn't scream or beg. I simply left a folder on his desk containing signed divorce papers and a forged medical report for a terminated pregnancy. I disappeared into the night, letting him believe he had successfully killed his own legacy through his neglect. Five years later, Hilliard walked into "The Vault," the city's most exclusive underground auction, looking for a broker to manage his estate. He didn't recognize me behind my Venetian mask, but he couldn't ignore the neon pink graffiti on his armored Maybach that read "DEADBEAT." He had no clue that the three brilliant triplets currently hacking his security system were the very children he thought had been erased years ago. This time, I wasn't just a wife in the way; I was the one holding all the cards.

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"Have you even done this before?" A cold voice came from above, causing Wendy Lin's body to tremble.

She had never found herself in this situation, and she didn't know how to react.

All she wanted was to go to the bathroom. She opened the door to a stall, but before she could get in, a man pushed her in and he got in as well.

'Where the hell did this man come from?' she thought.

The smell of disinfectant was soon replaced with a bitter stench of blood. The narrow space in the stall gave her little allowance to move around as she tried to calm herself down.

"Sir, I just want to use the bathroom," she uttered.

Before she could even finish her words, he covered his hand over her mouth. The metallic smell entered her nostrils, and she had to hold herself from going into a coughing fit.

"Shut up! If you make a sound, I'll kill you!" the man threatened fiercely.

Just then, the sound of racing footsteps and a string of curses came from the corridor.

Wendy Lin raised her head with difficulty, only to be met with a pair of beautiful eyes.

However, those eyes were carrying so much killing intent that aimed to throw her six feet under the ground.

She shrank back under his gaze. As saying went, "A wise man knows when to retreat."

Just then, a creak sounded from behind and the stall door opened a crack. Noticing this, the man glared at her and motioned for her to behave. Then he turned around and closed the door.

However, just as he turned around, he saw her secretly taking out her phone. Without bothering to think about it, he wrenched the phone from her and held it in his hand.

'Fuck!' she thought, feeling her stomach lurch.

"Well... I was just going to check the time..."

Awkwardly laughing, she rubbed the back of her neck. Retreating back into the corner, she hoped to God that the tiles could just swallow her up.

"Is that so?"

The man smiled coldly. Before she could react, his hand deftly wrapped around her neck.

There was absolutely no mercy from his grip—only cruelty and harsh brutality. Her white neck was immediately stained with the blood from his fingertips as she felt her bones silently being crushed from his strong grip.

A piercing pain soared through her chest as she struggled to gasp out for air.

Wendy Lin was a doctor, so she knew very well how much strength was needed to dislocate a person's neck. And by the looks of it, the man knew exactly what he was doing.

"You could either help me or die."

From the increasing pressure on her neck, she could feel her vision darkening bit by bit. Yet, upon hearing his words, she forced herself to nod with difficulty. Her heart raced through her chest as if she had just attended a marathon.

Seemingly satisfied with her answer, he loosened his grip on her neck.

Fresh cool air entered her lungs, as the young woman exploded into a fit of coughs.

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