Three years ago He accidentally fell from a building, resulting in a disability in both legs. The doctor said the hope of recovery was slim. I accompanied him to grasp that slim hope. Three years later, he recovered. He's once again a hotshot business tycoon. But he told his friend, "I have always been afraid to touch her, afraid to see her shrunken feet under her skirt, afraid I can't control my disgust..." But he didn't know, I lied to him. My legs have never had any problems.
"Thea, I have a work dinner tonight and will be back late. I've already prepared dinner; you just need to heat it up. Make sure to eat on time. Love you!"
The voice was gentle and low, filled with affection. Anyone who heard it would have no doubt about the speaker's love.
I quietly listened to the voice message, staring blankly at the sunlight filtering through the white curtains.
I felt like something was missing in my heart.
When did I start the habit of checking voice messages first thing in the morning?
It seemed to have started after his legs healed.
Theo was always like an eagle soaring in the sky, only grounded by an unexpected injury.
Now that his wings were healed, it was no surprise that he returned to the sky.
But I still felt a sense of loss, as if many things quietly changed the moment his legs healed.
As we spent less and less time together, my anxiety grew.
There was even a time when he lost contact for a week. I later found out he had spontaneously decided to go deep-sea diving with friends.
When he came back, he excitedly told me how wonderful the deep sea was.
I kept all my frustrations to myself.
I knew better than anyone how tough the past three years had been for him. He was disowned by his family and abandoned by his fiancée.
He endured countless sneers and humiliations in those three years.
And he... to reclaim the prestige of being the Lewis Group's heir, he had to work desperately.
How could he have time for romance?
He said I was his girlfriend, the only person he loved.
I should feel secure and not so anxious.
We've been through so much; we can't let these small issues break us now.
After washing up, I got into my wheelchair and left the room.
The house had surveillance cameras everywhere except the bathroom and bedroom.
Yes, my legs were never injured.
Theo and I attended the same university.
And like many girls, I fell for the confident, cheerful, and handsome Theo.
But at that time, he had a fiancée.
I had to bury my feelings deep inside, and they stayed hidden for three years.
Until graduation, he never knew there was someone who had been silently in love with him.
Three years ago, he was pushed down the stairs during a family feud, resulting in a leg injury that doctors said had little chance of recovery.
The Lewis Group didn't need a cripple to lead the company.
So, no matter how outstanding he was, he ultimately became an outcast of the family.
Without the prestige of being the Lewis Group's heir, his friends and fiancée all left him.
He broke down several times and even attempted to end his life in desperation.
To give him confidence and comfort, and to connect with him emotionally, I told him my first lie.
I said to him:
"At least you have a chance to stand up again. My leg nerves are dead; I'll never stand again."
"I have no hope, but you do..."
"If you're not afraid of death, why fear disability?"
The light in his eyes slowly returned.
Carrying a child left Adeline trapped in marriage to the ruthless and unhinged Waylon, and everyone doubted she'd survive to see the baby's first breath. Filled with dread but determined, she carefully won him over and soon became his lethal obsession. Yet on the day she planned to escape, Waylon drove their car to a cliff's edge, foot hovering over the gas. "I'm sorry, love—did you just say divorce?" His fingers skimmed her cheek, his tone a deadly whisper. "Defy me, and you pay." Later, drenched in blood and rain, he knelt before her, trembling, and pleaded, "Tell me how to keep you here."
The whispers said that out of bitter jealousy, Hadley shoved Eric's beloved down the stairs, robbing the unborn child of life. To avenge, Eric forced Hadley abroad and completely cut her off. Years later, she reemerged, and they felt like strangers. When they met again, she was the nightclub's star, with men ready to pay fortunes just to glimpse her elusive performance. Unable to contain himself, Eric blocked her path, asking, "Is this truly how you earn a living now? Why not come back to me?" Hadley's lips curved faintly. "If you’re eager to see me, you’d better join the queue, darling."
"There will be no falling in love, we will only act as a loving couple when we are in public, we will share a room to make it believable, but no intimacy, touching is off-limits. We'll only have sex once a month, and that's solely to produce an heir. You won't interfere in my business, and I won't interfere in yours. You will be my wife in every sense and you will not be involved with any other man," he said, arrogance seeping from every word. I watch his mouth move, I'm not ready to fall in love with any man, especially not one as arrogant and egoistic as him. I can handle acting as a loving couple, and as for intimacy once a month. I can agree to that just to satisfy my sexual cravings with no strings attached. "Where can I sign?" I asked since I had nothing to lose. *** Nadine's wedding dreams turned to nightmares when she caught her sister and fiancé cheating! With a secret recording, she's ready for revenge. But then mysterious billionaire Logan West offers a deal: A Contract Marriage to take down her ex's empire. But what Nadine doesn't know is her life is getting complicated as she takes her chance to get revenge or risks everything for a chance at love?"
She was a world-renowned divine doctor, the CEO of a publicly traded company, the most formidable female mercenary, and a top-tier tech genius. Marissa, a titan with a plethora of secret identities, had hidden her true stature to marry a seemingly impoverished young man. However, on the eve of their wedding, her fiance, who was actually the lost heir to a wealthy dynasty, called off the engagement and subjected her to degradation and mockery. Upon the revelation of her concealed identities, her ex-fiance was left stunned and desperately pleaded for her forgiveness. Standing protectively before Marissa, an incredibly influential and fearsome magnate declared, "This is my wife. Who would dare try to claim her?"
Bailey seems to be never destined to fit in, a little geeky, but under it all, a hidden beauty that so many seem to miss, but still not what her pack Alpha is looking for in a fated mate... so he is determined to reject her and make her life hell. Bailey, knowing her life will likely never be the same focuses on what she can control, her future, and heads off to study; becoming a teacher. Asher is the Beta of Autumn Valley Pack, a neighbouring pack. A broken man having suffered the loss of his mate after a rogue attack, Asher is slowly crumbling. Falling to pieces. A shadow of his former self, and not a man that anyone wants to be around anymore... Until, Autumn Valley Pack require a new teacher, and Bailey finds herself there and pushed together with the Beta. Is there a connection building or is that in their imaginations? And what will happen when Bailey's mate comes back to claim what is his?
In order to fulfill her grandfather's last wish, Stella entered into a hasty marriage with an ordinary man she had never met before. However, even after becoming husband and wife on paper, they each led separate lives, barely crossing paths. A year later, Stella returned to Seamarsh City, hoping to finally meet her mysterious husband. To her astonishment, he sent her a text message, unexpectedly pleading for a divorce without ever having met her in person. Gritting her teeth, Stella replied, "So be it. Let’s get a divorce!" Following that, Stella made a bold move and joined the Prosperity Group, where she became a public relations officer that worked directly for the company’s CEO, Matthew. The handsome and enigmatic CEO was already bound in matrimony, and was known to be unwaveringly devoted to his wife in private. Unbeknownst to Stella, her mysterious husband was actually her boss, in his alternate identity! Determined to focus on her career, Stella deliberately kept her distance from the CEO, although she couldn't help but notice his deliberate attempts to get close to her. As time went on, her elusive husband had a change of heart. He suddenly refused to proceed with the divorce. When would his alternate identity be uncovered? Amidst a tumultuous blend of deception and profound love, what destiny awaited them?