

Eric Getz discovers that something's off about his wife, Gina Bell.A thorough investigation leads to him uncovering Gina's plot to work with her boss, Peter Lane, in swindling Eric's properties and assets via fake investments. Eric remains calm and composed as he slowly gathers solid evidence and uses legal methods to seek justice. It goes to show that those who cross boundaries will receive retribution in the end.

Shea had been pressured by her mother to marry her mom's best friend's son. After getting the marriage certificate, she had hardly seen her husband's face before he left. It didn't matter. They had the marriage certificate anyway, and her husband was really that important to her. Soon after, she received a notification about starting her job as a bodyguard in the security department of Lowe Group. Great, she had gotten married, and she even had a job lined up. Shea went to work happily. A year later, when Yancy, the CEO of Lowe Group, returned, Shea had become the CEO's personal bodyguard. Wait a minute! This guy looked familiar. Why did he look like her husband?

To defuse the bomb strapped to the hostage, I had no choice—I cut off all her clothes. My clueless new wife, Dana Poole, blasted it online. She cried as she faced me. "Why not at least leave her underwear on? You were saving her, I get it—but did you have to take everything? Doesn't a girl's dignity matter? With cameras everywhere, how is she supposed to live after this? You couldn't even cover her up?" The backlash exploded. The unit benched me to calm things down. So I stopped caring. I followed procedure, no improvising, no extra effort. Then one day, at the busiest mall in the city, Dana's mom got strapped into a brand-new linked bomb. This time, the whole unit panicked.
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After losing his mother to cancer, Yale Mond falls into deep despair. Soon after, his girlfriend Lillian Jones is diagnosed with leukemia. Not wanting Yale to endure another heartbreak, Lillian hides her illness and ends their relationship.Devastated, Yale goes abroad to study medicine.Five years later, he returns as the director of a hospital, bringing with him a miracle cancer drug.Unbeknownst to him, Lillian’s leukemia has worsened after she secretly gave birth to their daughter Annie. Unable to afford treatment, she ends up living under a bridge. Through Annie, Yale finally finds Lillian, and the long-standing misunderstanding between them is resolved. Using the miracle cancer drug, Yale saves the dying Lillian, and the family of three is finally reunited.

"For ten years, Elena loved Jason with everything she had. The day she finally became pregnant, she expected the happy ending she'd always dreamed of. Instead, she caught her husband and his pregnant mistress in their marital bed. His pregnant mistress mocks Elena to her face. When Elena looks to her husband for an explanation, he coldly orders her to leave the room. When Jason ordered Elena to leave the room for his lover... something inside her finally broke. She spent ten years loving him. Now she'll spend the rest of her life making him regret losing her."

To get a divorce from Dante Conti, I volunteered to walk away with nothing—even our three-year-old son. Seeing that I had deliberately changed back into the old clothes I wore before marriage, Dante froze for a moment, then sneered, "So? You don't even want Nico, the heir you fought so hard to give birth to?" "Careful. Play your part too long, and you won't be able to recover the scene," he warned. I pushed the signed agreement toward him. "Don't worry. This isn't acting." Dante shot me a puzzled look before signing his name. "So obedient? Fine. I'll be magnanimous and let you see Nico from time to time." He set down the pen, his gaze appraising me. "And if you regret it… come to me now, and maybe—just maybe—we could remarry—" I cut him off, standing and walking away without a word. He had thought I married him for the Mafia's power, that's why I had given him an heir to inherit his family. But once he knows I'm dead, there will be no more misunderstandings.

Due to her unique profession as a forensic doctor, Vivian was looked down upon by her boyfriend. After breaking up with the scumbag boyfriend, she went to a bar to drown her sorrows, only to accidentally sleep with the scumbag's uncle! Vivian said, "I was a forensic doctor, and others said I smelled like corpses." Wayne replied, "Exactly, I was a businessman, and people said I smelled like money. We matched in our 'odors,' and neither of us needed to disdain the other. How about we just get a marriage certificate?"

For seven years, Kelsey Dale ran a business empire from the shadows and called herself a housewife. She gave up her name, her position, and eventually her health to prop up a husband who needed her more than he admitted, including nursing him through a near-fatal illness with everything she had. On the day their infant son turns one hundred days old, Gaige Hamilton walks through the door with his mistress and their child, backed by his parents, and offers Kelsey a choice: accept them under her roof and keep managing the household, or leave without her son. Seven years. That is what they thought they were owed.

After a car accident, Faye Richards pretends to have amnesia to test her fiance Duncan Brown's devotion, only to discover his affair with her best friend Becky Ramsey. Even more shocking, Duncan lies and claims his close friend Kenneth Hilton is actually her boyfriend. Faye plays along, coolly maneuvering between the two men to uncover the truth behind the betrayal. Yet Kenneth's real identity and his true motives for approaching her become an even deeper mystery than the infidelity itself.

Three days before my wedding, Adrian canceled it for the fifty-second time. He came to the Palermo workshop to approve my gown’s crest embroidery, but the moment I stepped out from the fitting curtain, he snatched up his holster and radio. “Torino bastards smashed Bianca’s vineyard, surrounded the estate. Lia’s terrified, so I have to go. The wedding is off.” Once, I would have stopped him and demanded to know who mattered more to him, me or Bianca. This time, I simply let him go. Thirty minutes later, Bianca posted an Instagram Story: [You’re the only shelter for me and my daughter.] The photo showed Adrian holding Bianca close, with Lia in his arms, calling him Dad. They looked like a real family. My parents sighed. “Seraphina, is the wedding in Hawaii off again? We’ve already sent the invitations to every renowned Italian family. What will this do to the Bellini family’s honor?” I shook my head, tapping the backup invite. "The wedding goes on. In three days, I’ll still be a bride. Just not Adrian’s."