

Scorned as a lowly grey wolf, Simone died alone while her family celebrated her sister. Her spirit watched in silence as they dismissed her last cries as mere attention-seeking.When her diary reveals the brutal truth, overwhelming guilt tears the whole family apart, driving them to madness, ruin, and tragic death.

When Elijah cheated, I didn’t cry or make a scene. I pretended not to know. When he kept Naomi on the side, I forced down the pain and endured it. After all, I had a lovely son with Elijah. He loved me, and I wanted to give him a complete family. It wasn’t until the day I found out that my son, Kai, had gone with Elijah to that other home and was calling Aunt Naomi with affection that I stopped wanting to endure it any longer. I told my childhood friend that I wanted a divorce. He looked at me deeply, saying, “Hazel, everyone in Neopolis knows that Elijah loves you with his life. His influence covers the entire city. Leaving him won’t be easy.” However, I replied numbly, “Then let Hazel die. Let her die in front of Elijah. Let him watch his wife disappear with his own eyes. From that moment on, there will be no more Hazel Foster in this world.” When I learned that Kai preferred Naomi, I realized that the past two years of endurance had been nothing but a joke. This time, I don’t want either my husband or my son anymore.

Everyone in the family can see the countdown above Eli Nash, my brother, so we all know he dies the day he turns 16 years old. Thus, Eli becomes the most pampered person in the family. He gets all the good food, the latest limited-edition sneakers, and even the bedtime stories from Mom and Dad. I feel very bad for him, yet I am jealous of all the love he receives. I finally make it to the eve of his 16th birthday. But Mom and Dad fear that I will cause trouble, so they lock me in a storage room while I am suffering from a high fever. I panic as I bang on the door. "Please let me out, Mom! I'm running a fever, and my head hurts so badly!" Mom snaps through gritted teeth, "That's enough, Ash! Eli is going to die tomorrow! Why can't you just put up with it?" "I feel really sick, though…" I start losing consciousness as the sounds outside the door die down.

For seven years in a row, the Moon Goddess chose me to serve as the Saintess of the Silver Moon Pack. And every year, my mate-to-be, Alpha Kael Ashborne, handed the title to my adopted sister, Rosalie. "Rosalie is an Omega. She needs the position if she is ever going to earn the pack's respect." "I promise, Elara. Next year, the title will be yours." My mother baked Rosalie a cake to celebrate and dressed her in a one-of-a-kind gown sewn with moonstones. My father watched me as though he expected trouble, then let out a weary sigh. "Elara, could you try being generous for once and stop making a scene?" A bitter smile tugged at my lips. They had no idea why I had fought so hard for the Saintess title for seven years. I had Wolf Soul Decay Syndrome, and only the Silver Spring water reserved for the Saintess could save me. And now, I had only one month left to live. I no longer cried or argued. I simply nodded and agreed to everything they asked. They thought I had finally grown up. They thought I had learned to put Rosalie first. What they did not know was that I would soon be gone for good.

After his gold-digging wife and ungrateful daughter abandon him to die, David gets a second chance thanks to a system that multiplies every dollar he spends by 100. Now he’s a billionaire playboy with a taste for luxury, beautiful women, and revenge. His cheating wife wanted him penniless. Now she’ll beg for mercy.

In her previous life, when Marlene's son falls ill, she calls her husband Wesley Hoffman for assistance, hoping he can contact their family doctor. However, Wesley claims that his best friend's son is also sick, and the doctor is attending to that child. As a result, their own son dies due to delayed medical treatment. When Marlene finds herself reborn to the time before her son's illness, her first action is to divorce that guy.

Eileen’s husband Griss abandons their little daughter Winnie by the seashore to take care of his first‑love Philina, which leads to the girl’s drowning death. Devastated Eileen ends their marriage, gets back all her misappropriated assets and brings the perpetrators to justice. Full of endless remorse, Griss works as a sea lifeguard to atone for his sin and eventually dies in the ocean.

Eight-year-old Ava Miller has spent her entire childhood living in the shadow of her older sister, Sophie, who suffers from brittle bone disease. To keep Sophie from feeling hurt, Ava is not allowed to run or jump. She cannot have toys of her own, and over time, she learns to give all of their parents’ love and attention to her sister. On Ava’s eighth birthday, their mother suddenly realizes that Ava has grown taller than Sophie. In a moment of anger, she lashes out: “Why couldn’t you have been the sick one? Why couldn’t it have been you who died?” Those words completely shatter Ava. What no one knows is that just one week earlier, Ava had also been diagnosed with the same inherited brittle bone disease. Afraid of adding even more medical debt to the family, she keeps the diagnosis a secret. Instead, she takes her mother’s cruel words as one final thing she is supposed to do for the family. Ava takes an overdose of medication and dies. But her spirit remains inside the house. She watches helplessly as Sophie later dies in an accident, and as their mother places all the blame on Ava, never realizing that the daughter she is accusing is already dead. Several days later, Ava’s parents finally break open the door to her locked bedroom. Inside, they find her medical records, her awards, and the money she had carefully saved for Sophie. Only then do they understand the truth. Ava had never been jealous of her sister. She had simply wanted so desperately to be a good child—one who never caused trouble, never became a burden, and never made life harder for anyone

Three days before our wedding, my fiancé, Raphael Russo, was killed in a gang shootout. They didn't even find a body. As I was drowning in grief, comments suddenly flashed before my eyes: 【Wake up, girl! the coffin's empty! He faked his death! The scumbag ran off to be with that scheming bitch chloe, the one pretending to be sick!】 【While you're crying your eyes out at the funeral, Raphael is fucking Chloe’s brains out in a hotel bed.】 【When he comes back, he'll claim he has amnesia. You won't know a thing and you'll forgive him. You poor thing…】 A month later, news of my marriage to Mafia Don Marcello Falcone spread through New York. Raphael’s right-hand man cornered me, furious. “How could you betray the Boss?” I tightened my grip on Marcello’s arm and smiled. “A girl can’t mourn forever, can she? I’m sure Raphael, in spirit, would be happy for me.”