

Lucas Kent gave up his birthright as heir to Kent Corp for a simple life with Melanie Porter. But on the eve of their wedding, a devastating betrayal involving her closest friend shatters everything he sacrificed. Lucas reaches his breaking point and finally cuts ties with Melanie. He reclaims the life and legacy he once abandoned as heir to Kent Corp. Only then, when the truth unfolds before her, does Melanie drown in bitter regret.

When one-sided love crumbles under the weight of disappointment, Harvey Blair chooses to leave. Peyton Nord signs the divorce papers without reading them, too indifferent to notice. By the time Peyton realizes their relationship has ended—a whole month later—Harvey has already built a new life with the warmhearted Nicole Carter.

The doctor told me I had 72 hours left, unless I got access to the newest experimental treatment. However, there was only one slot available, and my husband Bowen Liddell gave it to my sister Yvonne Lawson instead. "Her kidney failure is more critical," he said. I nodded and swallowed the white pills that would only speed up my death. In the time I had left, I got a lot done. The lawyer's hand trembled as he passed me the documents. "Are you sure you want to transfer the two billion dollars in shares?" I replied, "Yes. Give them to Yvonne." My daughter, Candice Liddell, was giggling in Yvonne's arms. "Mommy Yvonne bought me a new dress!" I said, "It looks beautiful. Make sure you always listen to Mommy Yvonne, okay?" The art gallery I built from the ground up now had Yvonne's name on the sign. "You're too kind, Kathy," she said, crying. I told her, "You'll run it even better than I ever did." I even signed all my parents' trust fund away. That was when Bowen finally gave me his first genuine smile in years. "Kathleen, you've changed. You're not so aggressive anymore... You're beautiful like this." Indeed. This dying version of me finally became the 'perfect Kathleen Sullivan' in their eyes—obedient, generous, and no longer argumentative. The 72-hour countdown had already begun, and I couldn't help but wonder what they would remember when my heart stopped for good. The good wife who 'finally learned to let go', or the woman who completed her revenge by dying?

Seven months into her pregnancy, Ashley Young struggles with every movement, her swollen belly making even the simplest tasks difficult. Yet, her husband remains utterly indifferent, as if she means nothing to him. He not only allows his secretary to mock her stretch marks but also forces her to cook for his guests. He even casts her out of their home, shattering her heart.

Rue Shaw reconnects with her childhood friend, Leo Judd, and his dying mother. To fulfill Leo’s mother’s final wish, Rue agrees to marry Leo for his sake, repeatedly neglecting her husband, Cory Gould. Ultimately, Cory grants a divorce, leaving Rue and Leo together. Meanwhile, Cory’s old friend, Linda Lane, swears she won’t let him go again.
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Framed and imprisoned for five years, Wendi gives birth to a daughter behind bars. With no one else to protect little Nina, she sends the 4-year-old to find the father she has never met. Newly returned billionaire heir Collin is stunned when a little girl runs up and calls him Dad.

My fiance, Victor Blackwood, is a mafia boss who rules the country's underworld with an iron fist. To the rest of the world, he is the epitome of power. Yet to me, he is the embodiment of love. But I do not realize the cost of loving a man like him. On Valentine's Day, I cook his favorite dishes and wait for him to come home. However, time passes, and his chair stays empty. Uneasy, I go to Queenie Stone's social media page. She is Victor's foster sister. She posts, "All I said was that I felt lonely, and he came right away. "Even when I accidentally spilled wine on him, he didn't mind. Victor is still someone who puts family first, even if it means neglecting his lover. "He never lets me down. I hope things stay that way." In the photo, Victor's shirt is soaked at the waist. Queenie's handkerchief lingers near his most private parts, but he doesn't pull away. He merely looks at her affectionately. I do not make a fuss and give Queenie's post a like. Then, I send Victor a message that reads, "Let's break up." Victor ignores it as always. Later, I discover that when my breakup message popped up, he had said offhandedly, "Vivienne can't live without me. She's just acting out. "If I ignore her for a few days, she'll come crawling back by herself. She's easy to please." What he doesn't know is that I was easy to handle only because I once loved him. But now that I have decided to leave, he cannot make me turn back, no matter how he tries to win me over.

Felix Lange has been married for three years when he discovers the shocking truth: his wife is legally married to Mason Blair—the man she used as a stand-in while he was studying abroad. He remembers uncovering her affair back then, and she had promised to leave Mason. But now, the deception is undeniable. Heartbroken and disillusioned, Felix distances himself from the woman he once loved. Yet, is their story really over so easily?
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Zoey Shaw wakes up inside a novel as the infamous villainess doomed to a tragic end.Refusing to follow the same path, she decides to rewrite her fate—no self-destruction, no foolish choices, just survival and a new beginning. When a shameless ex and a scheming rival show up to cause trouble, she’s ready. This time, she protects her husband, claims her happiness, and crushes every plot against her. She clears her family’s name and rises from ruin to glory.

"Every April Fools’ Day, my boyfriend and his childhood friend humiliated me with the same cruel prank—a fake proposal. After six years of broken promises, I arrived believing that this time, the ring would be real. Instead, he smashed cake into my face while everyone laughed. But this time, I didn’t cry or forgive him. I simply walked away. He thought I would always come back—until my love disappeared for good. Now, the joke is over, and he’s the one begging for a second chance."