Honor In Flames Chinese Drama

Honor In Flames

PrincessMisunderstandingRegretHistorical RomanceBroken Heart

The man went to war for his country, but the princess thought he had made up an excuse to avoid seeing her. So, she married someone else. On her wedding day, the princess realized that the man had died in the war and that he was the one who had saved her before. In her grief, she punished the person who had taken credit for the man's bravery.

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Abandoned Ex-Wife: Now Untouchable

Tao Yaoyao

My five-year-old daughter was dying in the ICU, her heartbeat replaced by the continuous, electronic scream of a flatline. I gripped her cold hand, my throat sealed shut by a terror so absolute I couldn't even cry out. I dialed my husband Grayson's private number, the one reserved only for me and his assistants. He declined the call instantly. A second later, a text buzzed against my palm: "In a meeting. Do not disturb. Stop calling." Five miles away, Grayson was at a luxury gala, adjusting his silk tie and laughing with Belle Escobar. He told her I was just being "dramatic" and using our daughter's "fever" as an excuse to avoid the event. He had no idea Effie's heart had already stopped. When I finally reached our penthouse, soaked from the rain and carrying Effie's small socks in a plastic bag, Grayson didn't even look at me. He snapped at me for ruining the hardwood floors and asked if I'd left Effie with the nanny just to "feel sorry for myself." Three days later, while I buried our daughter in a small, lonely ceremony, Grayson was at the Hamptons. Belle posted a photo of him golfing with the caption: "A mental health day with the boys." He didn't even attend the funeral, but he returned home demanding I clear out Effie's room to make a study for Belle's son. The injustice burned through me until there was nothing left. I swallowed a handful of sleeping pills, desperate to join my daughter. But instead of the darkness, I woke up to blinding lights and the scent of Grayson's expensive cologne. I was standing in a ballroom, wearing a blue silk dress I had already burned. Above me, a banner read: "Happy 5th Birthday Kaiden & Effie." I was back, exactly one year before the tragedy. This time, I wasn't going to be the grieving wife. I was going to be their worst nightmare.

Modern Parenting Ex-wife Drama

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John POV

“You are not listening to me, John. Ellie is sick. She is too sick for you to take home. It would be best if you put her in a long-term care facility. She needs round-the-clock care until she dies,” Dr. Joshua Newbern says to me sternly.

I look over the wall of awards. He probably knows more than I do, but I know my wife, and I will be damned if I put her in a hospital to die alone.

“I said I am taking her home with me,” I say.

Josh stares at me. I think he is stunned that I am refusing to do what he wants. “Listen, John; I have known you and Ellie for twenty years. I mean, we all went to high school together. I remember the day you two got together like it was yesterday. I have been here every step of the way for her. I am begging you to listen to me,” Josh pleads with me.

I shake my head. “I am taking her home, Josh, and that is final. That is what she wants to do, and that is what we are going to do,” I say.

“She will not live long outside the hospital, and you know that, right? Will she consider staying a few more weeks?” Josh asks me.

“Ellie is headstrong and a fighter. You have no idea what she is capable of, and neither do I. She wants to go home, and that is what we are going to do. Please make the arrangements and discharge her,” I say.

Josh takes a deep breath. “You will need home health, a nurse around the clock, and someone to sit with her. She cannot be left alone. How are you going to do this and be a cop?” Josh says.

“I will figure it out. I will hire someone to stay with her. My insurance will pay for a nurse. We will work it out,” I say.

“John, I understand why, but I do not agree with it,” Josh says.

“No, you do not understand. Your wife is healthy. My wife is dying. She is a beautiful young woman, and she is going to die. I want her to die where she wants to die and not in some damn hospital or long-term care facility with people she does not know. Ellie wants to go home, and I will make her last days perfect,” I say.

Josh starts scribbling on papers. “I will write the orders for everything she needs. John, if it gets bad, I want you to call me immediately, and I will come to her,” Josh says.

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