Imagine marrying a poor man only to discover that he wasn't actually poor. Katherine didn't know what else to expect after she got dumped by her boyfriend and ended up marrying another man the very next day. Her new husband, Esteban was handsome, but she thought her marriage life wasn't going to be special at all. It came as a surprise to her when she discovered that Esteban was actually so clingy. Strangely, all the problems she encountered after the marriage were solved with ease. Something just wasn't adding up. Suspiciously, she asked him, "Esteban, what's going on here?" With a shrug, Esteban replied, "Maybe luck is just on your side." Katherine believed it. After all, she had gotten married to Esteban when he was about to go broke. She was the breadwinner of their family. They continued to live life as a simple couple. So, nothing prepared Katherine for the shocker she received one day. Her simple husband was not so simple! She couldn't believe that she was actually married to a zillionaire. While she was still processing the shock, Esteban hugged her and smiled. "Isn't it great?" Kathrine had a million questions for him.
"Uh... Honey, go on. I love you..."
"Honey, spread your legs a bit wider..."
The sounds of heavy breathing with the noise of bodies meeting echoed on. Outside the room, Katherine Morgan's hand, poised to push open the door, was suddenly still.
These two voices were like familiar tunes she could always recognize. One belonged to her boyfriend, Darrell Clark, and the other to her cousin, Isabel Morgan. And this was Darrell's apartment.
Katherine had come to talk about the wedding plans with Darrell today. She hadn't anticipated walking in on him being intimate with her cousin.
Biting her lower lip, Katherine fought to keep her rage in check. She aimed her camera at the small opening of the door, recording the scene as proof. Then, with force, she pushed the door, startling the two inside, who jumped apart at once.
"Ah!" Isabel screamed and hastily yanked the bed sheet to cover herself up.
Caught off guard by Katherine's appearance, Darrell was momentarily frozen. As realization dawned on him, he scrambled to retrieve his pants from the floor and put them on, cursing.
"Katherine, are you crazy? Why didn't you knock before barging in like that?"
"Ha-ha!" Katherine let out a mocking laugh, and her hands balled into fists. "Oh, Darrell, you're something else. You said you were busy with something to deal with-betraying me with my cousin as soon as my back is turned. If I hadn't caught you cheating today, how long were you planning to play me for a fool?"
Darrell just shrugged off her accusations without a shred of remorse. He looked Katherine up and down dismissively before sneering back at her.
"Katherine, do you think everything's my fault? I've dropped hints plenty of times, but you never wanted to sleep with me. You're as responsive as a block of wood. Anyone who ends up with you must be either senseless or unable to perform!"
With a pitiful expression, Isabel began to cry. "Katherine, please, let's just put this behind us..."
Isabel couldn't help but smile slyly at Katherine, feeling like a victorious champion, all while Darrell remained oblivious to her expression.
Katherine's anger consumed her, and she acted without thinking, storming forward to deliver a swift slap to Darrell's face.
"Bah, it's laughable how you're trying to shift the blame onto me. You two are truly made for each other."
Without waiting for a response, Katherine swiftly exited.
As Katherine stood outside the apartment, the chilly breeze brushed against her cheeks. It took quite some time for her anger to subside, but afterward, she felt down.
Her father had taken her stepmother to a different city for a doctor's visit. He had expressed his wish to see Katherine married soon before he left. Little did she know how harshly life would twist that hope. Marrying Darrell was out of the question now. But what was she to tell her parents?
Feeling downhearted and with no desire to return home, Katherine headed straight for a bar, seeking solace in alcohol.
Normally, she wasn't someone who could handle much alcohol, but tonight was an exception; she had quite a few drinks.
She lost count of the wine glasses, and her throat fell on fire. Yet, the alcohol had a way of numbing her mind, briefly helping her forget the pain.
Time slipped by unnoticed until a hint of awareness urged her it was time to leave. As she wobbled out, she unexpectedly collided with what felt like a wall of flesh.
"Ouch..." Instinctively, Katherine shielded her nose with her hand and peered at the mysterious "object" she had collided with.
Standing before her was a tall man with twinkling eyes and an attractive visage, his features slightly fuzzy from drink, his cheeks flushed a deep shade of red.
Esteban James, the man she bumped into, looked puzzled as he gazed at Katherine. His drunk state didn't allow for much thought as he extended the key card in his hand. "Did Grandma send you to help me? Can you lend a hand getting me up to the room upstairs?"
Katherine felt bewildered and grasped a hint of the man's meaning. In a hazy state, she complied with his instructions.
Amidst a sea of golden room numbers, it proved quite challenging for her to locate Esteban's room and assist him inside.
"Ah!"
Suddenly, she lost her balance, and the two tumbled onto the bed.
Moments later, Katherine found herself pinned beneath the man. Despite her efforts, she was unable to budge him.
It was supposed to be a marriage of convenience, but Carrie made the mistake of falling in love with Kristopher. When the time came that she needed him the most, her husband was in the company of another woman. Enough was enough. Carrie chose to divorce Kristopher and move on with her life. Only when she left did Kristopher realize how important she was to him. In the face of his ex-wife’s countless admirers, Kristopher offered her 20 million dollars and proposed a new deal. “Let’s get married again.”
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Chandler Su who had cheated by her boyfriend then got drunk at a bar. To take revenge, she grabbed a man randomly and took him to the room. After a crazy night, Chandler found the strange man was a super handsome guy the next morning. Shy and shocked Chandler run away after leaving 150 RMB and scorning the man of his poor bed skills. However, she never thought the story would become so dramatic as the next day, she found out that the new coming president of her company was exactly the man she slept the last night! Worse than that, this new boss seemed very narrow-minded as he asked Chandler to come to his office on the first day.
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