the double life of my husband

After the great war between humans and beasts, both sides agreed to let the half-beasts govern the world.Every hundred years, a union between humans and beasts would be arranged. The first half-beast child of the generation would be the next ruler of the Human-Beast Alliance.In my past life, I chose to marry the eldest son of the wolf clan, renowned for his unwavering devotion. I was the first to bear him a child—a rare half-beast white wolf.Our son was named the next ruler of the Human-Beast Alliance, and my husband, by extension, rose to immense power.My younger sister, who had chosen to marry into the fox clan out of vain admiration for their beauty, was not so fortunate. The fox clan's heir, a notorious philanderer, eventually contracted a disease and lost his ability to father children.Jealous and resentful, my sister set a fire that burned both me and my young white wolf son alive.When I opened my eyes again, it was the very day of the human-beast mating ceremony. This time, my sister was quicker—she climbed into the wolf clan heir Jacob's bed before I had the chance.I knew then: she had been reborn too.But what she didn't know… was that Jacob's nature was cruel and violent. He worshiped bloodshed, not love. And he was anything but a worthy mate.

I always thought I had the perfect marriage until the day I saw my husband with another woman. Picking myself up, I am going to make him pay for the hurt he inflicted on me.

A wealthy young woman Tessa Fraser conceals her identity and marries an ordinary man. In her married life, her mother-in-law mistreats her and her husband cheats on her. The other woman turns out to be the daughter of a maid at the Frasers’ who has been impersonating Tessa and deceiving others. After discovering the true nature of her husband and his family, Tessa returns to her wealthy family with her child, fiercely confronting her husband and the mistress, making them regret their actions.

On the eve of her wedding, Rachel Werner discovers her fiancé's infidelity. In a fit of anger, she impulsively marries a beggar. To her surprise, her beggar husband turns out to be a handsome man who dotes on her every day. Expecting an ordinary married life, she is shocked to discover that her seemingly destitute husband is actually a billionaire CEO!

Giorgo Romero, the Don of the Romero family, gets ambushed by a suicidal madman who has bombs strapped to him. When that happens, my husband, Fabio Lopez, and his troops have already gone to a fashion show with his childhood sweetheart, Reina Digiorno, so that they can protect her there. Instead of pressing the signal button on my ring, I launch myself at Giorgo despite being heavily pregnant. Just like that, I'm able to protect him from the explosion with my body. In my previous life, I had pressed the button. Fabio had ditched Reina in favor of hurrying back to the scene to save Giorgo's life. Because of his contribution, he gets elevated to the position of Underboss. But Reina got mad at Fabio for leaving her in advance, resulting in her crossing the highway out of pure spite. That was how she got hit by a car and died. While Fabio didn't say anything, he chose to send me to an underground auction house on the day I went into labor. "The Don had so many soldati protecting him! Why did you force me to come back in the first place? Isn't it because you just want the glory of being the Underboss's wife? "If it wasn't for you, Reina wouldn't have died! You must go through a thousand times the suffering she did!" I could only watch as the guests bid for my organs one by one. Not even my newborn's umbilical cord could be spared from the auction. In the end, I died from an infection that had occurred while my organs were being removed. When I open my eyes again, I've returned to the day Giorgo gets ambushed.

After hearing her daughter Ann's inner voice, Liz Sawyer learned that in her past life, her husband had been accusing her of having postpartum depression and took everything from her family, even their house. Now she rushed back home and used Ann's help to reclaim the housing deed. When she found out her husband tried to throw Ann away, she arrived with her parents to rescue her. Based on Ann's inner voice, she divorced her husband, met her true love, and therefore changed the tragic ending of her previous life.

In a life she once lived, Linda Blake was betrayed by the man she loved and his mistress. They conspired to set her on fire, intending to kill her and her twins. To shield her children from harm, she sacrificed herself in the blaze. Miraculously, she was reborn 12 years later, now a teenager of 18, only to find her daughter overweight, her son vanished, her husband remarried, and her inheritance stolen.Determined to reclaim her life, she guided her daughter to a remarkable transformation, unmasked a ghost-singing scam, and collected evidence to put her adversaries behind bars. She severed ties with her husband, reunited with her son, and together with her children, they rose to prominence in the entertainment world.

My husband Hades gave another woman my birthday celebration. Then he gave her my mother’s brooch. Then he let our son call her home. Nympha was the flower spirit who had grown up beside him. The healers said a curse was killing her, and she had only six months left before she disappeared forever. Hades said he only wanted her final days to be free of regret. So I was expected to be generous. Even when our five-year-old son, Eren, curled up beside her at the hearth and whispered that she felt more like home than I did, I still told myself he was only a child. Then one night, I heard him say to Hades, “Nympha is so gentle. So beautiful. I wish Mother could be more like her.” Hades only smiled. “Your mother is strict because she wants what is best for you,” he said. “But if you like Nympha so much, I can let her stand beside you at the family altar. She can bless you like a second mother.” That was when I finally understood. My husband had already given her my place. And my son had accepted her there. So the next morning, I placed a marriage dissolution agreement before Hades. He signed it without reading, because Nympha had collapsed again and he was desperate to reach her.By the time he realized what he had signed, I was already gone. If they wanted Nympha to be the lady of the Underworld, I would grant them their wish. But why, after I left, did Hades tear the Underworld apart looking for me? Why did my son cry himself sick, begging for the mother he once pushed away? And why did the dying woman they protected so carefully suddenly stop looking so fragile?

I have a secret: I can see live comments! After scrolling past a video of a muscular man, my husband kicks me out of the car on the highway. The comments say "He's jealous! He totally loves you!" and "He just has that cold CEO syndrome". But when I'm badly injured in an accident, he allows his first love to spill hot soup at me,push me down the stairs, destroy my belongings,and be intimate with him countless times, and the comments are still celebrating. "Aloof now, chase later!" What they don't know is that from the first moment my heart turned cold, I've been calmly planning my escape. I hand him divorce papers and disappear completely, then remarry someone far above his station. No matter how he weeps in regret, I never look back.

"Nina Bale, once a proud and battle-hardened general, is forced to retire from the military after suffering a serious injury. Her father, Ian Bale, resigns from his post to care for her. Seizing the opportunity, his other wife, Leah Lowe, schemes to marry Nina off to a frail, sickly man—while planning for her own daughter, Tara Bale, to wed the esteemed Prince Neil.But on the day of the double wedding, everything goes wrong.In a twist of fate, Nina and Tara end up in the wrong bridal sedans. When the veils are lifted, it's already too late—Tara is married to the sickly man, and Nina becomes Prince Neil's consort."

I have a secret: I can see live comments! After scrolling past a video of a muscular man, my husband kicks me out of the car on the highway. The comments say "He's jealous! He totally loves you!" and "He just has that cold CEO syndrome". But when I'm badly injured in an accident, he allows his first love to spill hot soup at me,push me down the stairs, destroy my belongings,and be intimate with him countless times, and the comments are still celebrating. "Aloof now, chase later!" What they don't know is that from the first moment my heart turned cold, I've been calmly planning my escape. I hand him divorce papers and disappear completely, then remarry someone far above his station. No matter how he weeps in regret, I never look back.

In her past life, Amanda Parker cared for her in-laws for fifty years, only discovering before her death that her husband had deceived her—he gave her university spot to his widowed sister-in-law, who even impersonated Amanda’s military commander parents! Reborn with bitter resentment, Amanda refuses to be a doormat this time. She exposes her scumbag husband, his mistress, and her terrible in-laws. Eventually, Amanda not only gets her revenge but marries a high-ranking official and lives happily ever after.

Roxanne Hill, the heiress of the Hills and a Muse Award gold prize winner, gave up on her dream for the sake of her husband, settling down as a housewife for five years. She believed she would live a blissful life, but tragedy struck when she lost her unborn child due to her sister-in-law's treachery. To make matters worse, her husband chose to save the sister-in-law instead of rushing Roxanne to the hospital. Their relationship begins to crumble, while the art world eagerly awaits the return of the renowned artist.

Roxanne Hill, the heiress of the Hills and a Muse Award gold prize winner, gave up on her dream for the sake of her husband, settling down as a housewife for five years. She believed she would live a blissful life, but tragedy struck when she lost her unborn child due to her sister-in-law's treachery. To make matters worse, her husband chose to save the sister-in-law instead of rushing Roxanne to the hospital. Their relationship begins to crumble, while the art world eagerly awaits the return of the renowned artist.

On our seventh wedding anniversary, I was straddling my Mafia husband, Lucian, kissing him deeply. My fingers fumbled in the pocket of my expensive silk dress, searching for the pregnancy test I'd hidden there. I wanted to save the news of my unexpected pregnancy for the end of the evening. Lucian's right-hand man, Marco, asked with a suggestive smile in Italian: "Don, your new little canary, Sophia. How does she taste?" Lucian's mocking laughter vibrated through my chest, sending a chill down my spine. He replied, also in Italian: "Like an unripe peach. Fresh and tender." His hand was still caressing my waist, but his gaze was distant. "Just keep this between us. If my Donna finds out, I'm a dead man." His men chuckled knowingly, raising their glasses and swearing their silence. The warmth in my blood turned to ice, inch by inch. The one thing they didn’t know was that my grandmother was from Sicily, so I understood every word. I forced myself to remain calm, keeping the perfect smile of a Donna fixed in place, but the hand holding my champagne flute trembled. Instead of making a scene, I opened my phone, found the invitation I had received a few days ago for a private international medical research project, and tapped "Accept." In three days, I would disappear from Lucian's world completely.

Rayna risked her life to be pregnant for her husband Kyle, yet was betrayed by him before her sickbed. Her life was in danger due to Chelsea, Kyle's lover, who wrongly applied anesthetics. Then Kyle gave up saving Rayna's life and shirked responsibility. But Rayna's first love Jeffrey came to save her and revealed Kyle's true color who was later banned in the medical field. After recovery, Rayna married Jeffrey.

The doctor said I only had three days left to live. Acute liver failure. My only hope was an experimental clinical trial. It was extremely risky, but had the faintest sliver of a chance to survive. But my husband, David, gave the last available spot... to my adopted sister, Emma, also my daughter’s godmother. Her condition was still in its early stages. He said it was the "right decision," because she “deserved to live more.” I signed the papers to forgo treatment and took the high-dose painkillers prescribed by the doctor. The cost? My organs would shut down, and I would die. When I handed over the jewelry company I’d poured my heart into, along with all my designs, to Emma, my parents praised me, saying, “Now that’s what a good big sister should do.” When I agreed to divorce David so he could marry Emma, he said, “You’ve finally learned to be understanding.” When I told my daughter to call Emma ‘Mom,’ she clapped her hands and said, “Emma is such a gentle and kind mother!” When I gave all my assets to Emma, everyone in the family thought it was only natural. No one noticed anything was wrong with me. I’m just curious. Will they still be able to smile when they find out I'm dead?

The beastfolk are a powerful race, and to strengthen our family's power, Father arranges marriages for both me and my stepsister, Arya Hearthguard. In our past lives, Arya entered a high-profile marriage into the wealthy, powerful dragon clan, while I was forced to wed into the crumbling lion clan. The clan leader of the dragons—Draken Vorgath—was cold and detached. He cared more for gold than his bride, leaving Arya in a glided cage of loneliness. Overwhelmed by the desolation, she seduced the future leader of the fox clan, who was flirtatious.. And when the scandal exploded, Draken resolutely divorced her. Arya's scandal brought shame upon our family. Despite Father's favoritism, he was compelled by family honor to exile her in disgrace. Clan leader of the lions and King of the Jungle—Kael Hawthorne—was a man of unwavering devotion. Our marriage blossomed, and within a year, I bore him a golden lion cub blessed with the Aetheric Divinity. With the Aetherborn, Kael rose to rule all beastfolk as the chieftain, and I became their most revered chieftess. Consumed by envy, Arya sneaked into my son's first birthday feast and strangled the golden lion cub in his cradle. Then, she set the place ablaze and burned me alive along with it. When I wake up, I am back on the very day of our marriage. This time, Arya volunteers to marry into the lions and leaves me the chance to marry into the dragons. I accept everything meekly with only a tenth of her dowry and marry Draken. Later, she bleeds her dowry dry, propping up the lion clan, only to fail in conceiving a cub. When the elders demand she mate with other males, regret drowns her. As for me, all I want in his new life is an heir and a quiet life among the dragons. But no one warns me about the dragons, least of all that my supposedly cold-hearted husband will relentlessly demand me once awakened. Or that his members came in pairs and ridges!