Madie Baby

Romance

On our third anniversary, my husband canceled our dinner, claiming a sudden work emergency. I tracked his phone to an exclusive French restaurant, only to find him tenderly fastening a blessed bracelet—one I had flown across the world to get for him—onto his college ex-girlfriend's wrist. The sheer shock triggered a violent placental abruption. Bleeding out in my car just across the street, I frantically called his number. Through the window, I watched him glance at his screen, frown in annoyance, and press decline to focus on his lover. While I was wheeled into a freezing operating room for an emergency C-section utterly alone, he took his mistress back to our marital bed. He didn't even bother to check if I was alive, completely oblivious that our premature daughter was fighting for her life in the NICU. I soon discovered our entire marriage was a sham. He had used my family's wealth to save his company, and now he was trading me to secure a massive business deal with his ex's father. The man I loved didn't exist; he only saw me as a disposable asset. "I'm going to make him wish he had never been born." After secretly securing my baby in a private retreat, I ordered a medical-grade silicone pregnancy belly to hide my flat stomach. I stepped back into our penthouse, ready to burn his precious empire to the ground.

โรแมนติก

'เธอจะต้องจากไปทันทีที่คลอดลูกให้ฉัน' นาย "อชิระ" นั่งแทบไม่ติดเก้าอี้เมื่ออยู่ๆ ก็มีผู้หญิงเดินเข้ามาบอกว่ากำลัง 'อุ้มท้อง' ลูกของตน ส่วน "พาขวัญ" เธอจำเป็นต้องบอก 'พ่อของลูก' เพราะตนเองอับจนหนทางจนปัญญาที่จะดูแลลูกน้อยที่จะเกิดมา ขนาดลำพังตัวเองทุกวันยังแทบจะเอาตัวไม่รอดแล้วลูกล่ะ เธอไม่ต้องการให้