The Tycoons Puppy Love Chinese Drama

The Tycoon's Puppy Love

One-night standCEOModern Romance

Jillian, a college student, found herself working at a hotel after her money-draining brother siphoned off her tuition fees. There, she crossed paths with Rhys, the wealthiest man in the city, who was under relentless pressure from his family to get married. One night, after being drugged by his cousin, Rhys spent an intimate evening with Jillian. Contrary to his belief that he couldn't have children, Jillian ended up pregnant with triplets. However, Rhys mistakenly thought she was a gold digger. Before Jillian had fully come to terms with her pregnancy, her mother and brother showed up at her school, demanding that she drop out and marry an older man for financial security. Upon learning the truth, Rhys arrived just in time to protect Jillian, standing by her side and defending her resolutely.

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While I Was Bleeding Out, He Lit Lanterns For Her

Katie Oettgen

As I lay on the floor of our manor, bleeding out from a ruptured ectopic pregnancy, I used my last ounce of strength to call my husband, Cole. I begged him for help, my vision blurring. But the only thing I heard was the clinking of champagne glasses and his mistress's giggle in the background. "Stop the drama, June," Cole snapped, his voice cold. "We're about to go on stage. Don't call again." He hung up, leaving me to die alone on the Persian rug while he accepted an award with another woman on his arm. I woke up in the hospital days later. My baby was gone. They had removed my fallopian tube. Cole finally arrived, smelling of expensive scotch and his mistress's perfume. He didn't hug me. He didn't cry. Instead, he leaned over my hospital bed, pressing his knee into the mattress until my fresh stitches tore open and bled. "You embarrassed me by calling an ambulance," he hissed. "My mistress, Alycia, says you're faking it. Clean yourself up." He left me bleeding again to go announce a $10 million donation to Alycia's "groundbreaking" medical research. I stared at the TV screen, numb. The research Alycia was taking credit for? It was mine. I wrote that patent years ago under a pseudonym. They thought I was just a poor, orphan housewife who needed Cole's money to survive. They had no idea I was actually a billionaire scientist hiding my identity. I pulled the IV needle out of my arm. A drop of blood fell onto the divorce papers I had been hiding. I didn't wipe it off. I signed my name right over it. Then I walked into the bank, reactivated my dormant account with $128 million, and bought the penthouse directly overlooking Cole's house. The mourning widow is dead. The avenger is born.

Romance Crime Revenge Pregnancy Enemies to Lovers Pregnancy Personal Growth

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Standing right next to a luxurious villa, there was the house of an ordinary family.

"Young master, where are you going? Young master, please don't run away!" An anxious voice could be heard along with hurried footsteps.

At this moment, a tall, slender young boy with an indifferent look on his face strode towards the back gate of the villa. As he looked over his shoulder in disgust, he quickened his pace, and with no hesitation, he went out.

Worried that he might be caught, he scanned the area and was disappointed to realize that there was nowhere to hide. However, all of a sudden, he noticed that the gate of his neighbor's house was unlocked. Desperate as he was, he didn't think too much about it and went inside to hide himself.

The old butler quickly followed outside. Gasping and panicking, he looked around for the young boy, but there was only an empty road in front of him. A shiver instantly went down his spine. Things were getting serious now. If anything happened to the boy, he was pretty sure that the old master would definitely beat the shit out of him later!

As beads of sweat started to gather on his forehead, the butler roared at the servants behind him, "Don't just stand there! Hurry up and find the young master! If you fail, I guarantee you won't get paid!"

Only then did the servants begin to take the matter more seriously. They scattered around to look for the young boy. The butler also stepped forward, calling him out at the top of his lungs.

"Young master! Young master Ryker! Where are you?"

As the cries and footsteps began to fade away, Ryker Ning relaxed his vigilance a little. It didn't seem anyone would find him for the time being.

With a slight frown, Ryker carefully examined the place around him. He was in a small, clean, and tidy garden that probably belonged to an ordinary family. But it didn't seem anyone was home at the moment.

Ryker cleared his throat and tentatively asked, "Hello? Is anybody home? Hello?"

Still, no one answered. He was alone in the small garden. Distressed and tired, he walked to a nearby tree and sat on the grass under its shadow. His handsome face looked a bit desolated.

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