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2026-03-04

The Nanny's Invasion

My originally peaceful life was turned upside down by a housekeeper. "Ms. Lincoln, your floor really needs a good wipe." This was our first meeting. Lily was all smiles, and her humble manner made me let my guard down completely. At first, she did keep the house spotlessly clean. I even felt lucky to have found the right person. But gradually, strange things started happening. "Ms. Warren, where did the imported cookies I left on the coffee table go?" "Oh, Ms. Lincoln, I was afraid they'd go bad if left out too long, so I ate them." Then one day, the desserts a friend had sent me disappeared without a trace. Right after that, she even showed up with her...
2026-03-04

Betrayal of My Rags-to-Riches Husband

I was once the beloved legitimate daughter of the Prime Minister. A sudden misfortune reduced me to a pipa girl to amuse others. That night, the yacht was ablaze with lights, and I unexpectedly reunited with my former fiancé—now the powerful Grand Secretary who held the court in his grip. His eyes were cold, and his words cut like a blade: "The former Prime Minister's legitimate daughter, now a pipa girl—what a shame!" I clenched my teeth to hold on, hatred surging in my heart. His lover leaned against him, smiling coquettishly yet bitterly:"Some people just don't know how to appreciate kindness!" "Simon, what you owe me—repay it in the next life!" I left a suicide note exposing the Grand...
2026-03-04

Mask of Family Ties

Mindy's high heel ground down on the back of my hand. A cold laugh hissed in my ear. "Mason, can't even take this little pain? Have you forgotten your sister's still in the hospital, waiting for the money?" I bit down hard on my lip, saying nothing. The coppery taste of blood spread across my tongue. She suddenly knelt down and grabbed my chin, her fingers digging in. "Be good, and I'll give you a raise next time. Enough for Grace's medicine for three whole days." I'd just wrenched free when my phone blared. Grace's voice came through, thick with sobs. "Mason! The doctor said I can't stop taking the medicine. Where's the money?" "Almost there," I croaked, my chest...
2026-03-04

The Cost of His Kindness

The man I'd been with for ten years suddenly announced he was having a wedding with another woman, saying it was just to help her fulfill her dream. The day I found out I was pregnant, he abandoned me halfway to be with the cancer bride. I lost the baby and ended up marrying the CEO who'd secretly loved me for years. My ex-boyfriend regretted everything and knelt outside the villa begging to get back together, but I just smiled and showed him my wedding ring: "Too late."收起
2026-03-04

The Gold-Medal Lawyer's Rise

On a chilly early autumn day, fresh from winning a lawsuit priced at a billion, I stepped into the law firm with a heart full of joy—only to be pierced by a post on the anonymous posts accusing me of "embezzling 9.99 million in legal fees." Colleagues gave me strange looks, partners applied relentless pressure, and a storm was silently gathering against me. I was about to be swept into a whirlwind of baseless accusations...收起
2026-03-04

After My Miscarriage, I Left My Husband

Just after my surgical abortion, I weakly stepped through the front door, only to catch my husband and his secretary tangled up as they came out of the study. I stood my ground at the stairway, but he shoved me down hard—blood spreading everywhere. He gave me a cold glance and sneered, "Bad luck!" Then, holding his secretary's hand, he strode away. In that moment, my heart hurt more than my body ever could...收起
2026-03-04

The Confession of a Dying Killer

In the fifth year after my death, Bernard Johnson personally killed Sara Martin. He grasped her hair, pressing the knife against her throat, blood spraying onto his face, burning so fiercely that his knuckles trembled. "Where is Jenny Xavier?" His voice was hoarse, like a demon clawing its way from hell. "Speak!" Sara Martin chuckled, blood-stained foam spilling from the corner of her mouth: "Take a guess, Bernard..." His eyes were bloodshot, and the blade had sunk deeper. His phone suddenly rang; it was an urgent notification from the police station. Zachary's voice cut through the silence: "Bernard! Jason has posted again! He says—the last victim never truly died." The knife clattered to the floor.收起
2026-03-04

His Final Atonement

I was forced to use my blood to save his sister, only to discover that she had poisoned my father. To reclaim my mother's heirlooms, I pretended to cooperate while secretly recording evidence of their malicious acts. When he begged for forgiveness, I played the recording and destroyed his reputation. He disappeared before the company's bankruptcy, and after his death, left all his assets to me. But I had long since let go of the past and started a new life.收起
2026-03-04

The Caged Butterfly

"Mr. Lloyd, I only want to study." I clenched my fists, my voice trembling. He sneered, closing in on me: "Study? Choose—be my mistress, or marry into the Quinn family." "I won't choose!" I stepped back. "I'll repay the money you gave me, but I refuse to sell myself!" He crushed out his cigarette, roughly grabbing my chin. "Repay? With what will you repay?" Pain brought tears to my eyes, but I glared at him stubbornly: "I'll survive on my own. You won't have anything to do with me ever again!" He suddenly let out a soft laugh, his eyes filled with a possessive hunger: "Carrie, do you really think you can get away?" I shoved him aside abruptly, grabbed...
2026-03-04

All for Her, Nothing Left of Me

"Melissa! Did you do something to Rachel's illness?" Daniel grabbed my wrist. The tube of ointment dropped to his feet, and shards of glass scattered all over the floor. "She changed the ointment herself to frame me! I checked the ointment!" I trembled in pain, but still clenched my teeth to retort. "Frame you?" He sneered and punched me in the shoulder. "What do you think you are? Why should I believe you?" Rachel was wrapped in my nightgown. Her leg, wrapped in gauze, swayed slightly: "Don't scold Melissa. Maybe she just made a mistake..." "A mistake?" Daniel dragged me, trying to press me to the ground. "Kneel down and apologize to Rachel, or I'll send your sleeping photos out!"...
2026-03-04

The Gilded Cage

I live in the female CEO's penthouse, wearing the limited-edition sneakers she bought me, yet every night I dream of running barefoot. She feeds my cat from a gilded bowl, while also keeping me caged in a golden cage. Only when the notification "Ruby Jones is about to get engaged" popped up did I realize—the next person to be locked behind wedding rings is me. Mario Young, also a caged bird, and I exchanged a glance; champagne swirled in our glasses like a map of escape routes. No matter how precious the cage, it can never hold two hearts desperate to flee.收起
2026-03-04

The Unmailed Letters

With my seven-month pregnant belly, I bent over to open that rusty wooden box, never imagining that inside lay the truth of my marriage. "Every letter was addressed to Lucy Lawrence..." My fingertips traced those searing words. "Todd, what exactly do you take me for?" A sharp pain surged from my abdomen, yet I fixed my gaze unwaveringly on his evasive eyes. He opened his mouth but could not utter a single word. As blood trickled down my leg, I dialed the phone. "Hello, is this Lucy Lawrence?" I looked at my husband, his face ashen, and carefully enunciated into the receiver, "You had better come here right now." Rapid breaths came from the other end of the line. Todd...
2026-03-04

The Penalty

I was just an ordinary student, but because of a chance trip taking out the trash, I was unfairly targeted by Student Council President Mia Collins. I was fined 50, which then increased to 500, and was even punished by having to clean the bathrooms. Henry Jones, someone I once relied on, sided with Mia Collins and even took my phone to pay the fine. I never imagined that this corner of the campus would be the start of my nightmare...收起
2026-03-04

Cinderella's Blood Slipper

We three were raised as prospective brides of the Guthrie family. In the first life, the eldest one, Yvonne Lynn, wore the wedding dress, was pushed from the rooftop, her skull shattered. In the second life, the second eldest, Nina Flores, donned the wedding dress, drank poisoned wine, and bled from every orifice. In the third life, it was my turn; I was burned alive in the bridal chamber, the stench of scorched flesh still clings to me to this day. On the morning of the fourth life, that blood-red wedding dress lay again before our eyes. The voice of the butler, Mr. Duke, scraped against the bone like a dull blade: "Ladies, please try it on." His gaze swept...
2026-03-04

A Blood Debt Claimed by Forbidden Arts

At the Fisher Family dinner party, wearing Mindy Shaw's face like a mask, I strode straight toward Lucy Scott, who was being held captive by Whitney. "Mrs. Shaw?" Whitney stepped in front of me, her eyes blazing with hostility. "Lucy is nothing but a useless wretch. Caleb loves me!" I raised my hand and slapped her hard, the sound echoing sharply through the air. "A homewrecking mistress who stole another woman's place — you're not even worthy of opening your mouth." Caleb grabbed my wrist, his gaze dark and menacing. "Mindy, how dare you lay a hand on my girl?" "Your girl?" I sneered and wrenched my wrist free, the totem on my fingertips glowing crimson. "Caleb, have you forgotten...
2026-03-04

The System Helped Me Escape

I woke with a mind-shattering jolt, back to the night before I was locked in the basement—tomorrow, my parents would sell me to the lame old bachelor for my sister's bride price. The frying pan hissed with sizzling eggs, and the System's mechanical voice roared in my mind: [Double Compensation System activated. Any injustice suffered will trigger double restitution.] I glared at their greedy faces, the back of my hand blistering from gripping the spatula, yet my smile was colder than the oil bubbles. In this life, every cent they squeeze from me will be spat back at double the price. This family owes me. I will take back what's mine, principal and interest—starting with this one breakfast.收起
2026-03-04

Double Betrayal

While rummaging through the storage room for my graduation photo album, my fingertips suddenly brushed against a cold metal case. It was an unfamiliar old DV camera. After plugging it in and turning it on, the image on the screen froze me to the spot instantly. My best friend Melody was leaning in my husband Ryan's arms, her lipstick leaving a reddish stain on his collar. "She doesn't know anything—what are you afraid of?" Melody's coquettish voice came through the speaker. Ryan's tone was indulgent: "Stop messing around. What if Melissa finds out..." "So what if she does?" Melody chuckled. "She trusts us so much; she believes everything you say." The DV camera slipped from my trembling hand, but the...
2026-03-04

Reborn From The Poison We Call Love

I was reborn to the day before my engagement banquet, watching my mother Jennifer pull out forged records of hymen repair, publicly call me "trash," and even use AI face-swapping to project my "surgery video" on the big screen. This time, I threw out her infidelity medical records, paternity test, and hotel surveillance footage to take revenge.收起
2026-03-04

The Fishwife's Rise

"What is this?" I clenched my fists, my voice trembling. Jack, my husband, slapped the IOU down in front of me. The rustle of paper drowned out the sound of fireworks. "All your expenses in this house are right here." He spoke in a frivolous tone. "The fish stall is mine. You're just a hired hand. What right do you have to eat and live here for free?" Laura slammed down her soup spoon and chipped in. "A woman should manage the household and earn money—that's her duty! I worked ten times harder than you back in my day, and I never dared to complain!" Jimmy, his younger brother, waved a stack of five thousand and sneered. "He even kept...
2026-03-04

The Destiny Weaver

I altered the destiny of a wealthy family, only to suffer a supernatural backlash that left me half-paralyzed. After reincarnation, I discovered my ex-fiancé also remembered our past life, and this time he decisively chose my treacherous stepsister. I watched coldly as they brought about their own ruin, then turned to support the family's discarded heir. When the true identity of my "discarded" young master was revealed, my ex-fiancé's venture collapsed, leaving him drowning in debt.收起
2026-03-04

Reborn To Avoid Being Your Substitute

"I do not choose." In the deathly silence that filled the hall, I lifted my gaze, meeting my Dad's face—an expression wrought with astonished fury. At that moment, a sound issued from the wooden bed behind me. The man I had tended in a former life for five years—Wayne Gordon, left a vegetative shell until he cast me into the flames—had, against all odds, opened his eyes. His gaze passed beyond me, fixing upon Queenie Houston with a precision both gentle and steadfast; his voice was hoarse yet distinct: "I choose her. The one who gave me water and saved my life during the earthquake—I have found her."收起
2026-03-04

My Wife's Nine Abortions

In the bar, I was drunk out of my mind. Kane and Rory exchanged glances, and finally Rory spoke up, "Frank, there's something else... We found out that Reed has been using the company's money..." I looked up, my vision blurred. "And," Kane leaned in close, his voice barely above a whisper, "it seems Claire marrying you was Reed's idea from the very beginning." My stomach churned. At that moment, a woman's voice called from behind, "Frank?" When I looked back, it was Cynthia, the company's general manager, known for her strictness. She looked at me with a complicated expression. "You've had too much to drink." "Miss Cynthia..." I tried to stand but stumbled.收起
2026-03-04

Two Bowls of Noodles

At two in the morning, I rushed out of the emergency room holding my older brother's newborn twins, only to be mistaken for a freeloading mistress at my husband's trendy restaurant. A bowl of crab roe noodles costing 180, the waitress threw me to the ground twice and then tried to extort 88,000 from me. She smashed my cell phone, pushed my niece, laughing like a madwoman: "Charles Clark has long been mine!" I shielded the babies, blood dripping down my arm, and when I looked up, I saw my husband walk in— At that moment, I decided I would no longer be the gentle wife; I would make them pay back every penny, with interest.收起
2026-03-04

His Sports Car

I pushed open the study door; moonlight, sharp as a blade, sliced through the still-illuminated screen Cameron Jones was gazing at. That phrase, "The car's dashboard glows hot at midnight," made my pupils contract sharply—he had forgotten the car maintained a constant temperature. I lifted the warm milk I had prepared for him; the bottom of the cup chimed softly, like a countdown. In the next moment, I heard myself say: Cameron Jones, the game has begun.收起
2026-03-04

My Daughter, My Strength

Clutching the contract still warm from the printer, the moment I pushed open his office door, my blood froze. "Cedric, is this the overtime you were talking about?" He slowly pushed the woman in his arms aside, straightened his tie, and spoke with a dismissive tone, as if brushing off someone unimportant: "Genevieve, don't make a scene. We were just discussing work." "Does discussing work require being this close? Does it require you to loosen your tie?" My voice shook, not from sadness, but from the fire burning inside me. He frowned, his usual impatience showing: "Can't you be more sensible? Go home." I looked at him and suddenly felt that the face I had loved for so many years...
2026-03-04

The Partiality

I gripped the thermos handle tightly, my knuckles turning white. Laughter drifted from the hospital ward—it was Evelyn Carter's, clear and sharp, mixed with her words, "Reed, bring cake this afternoon." I looked down at the porridge I had simmered for two hours and suddenly found it laughable. Perhaps I am the only one in this world who mistakes their charity for love, their indifference for family.收起
2026-03-04

My Marriage Was a Poison Pill

"What game are you playing now?" Raymond Shane pinched my chin, his eyes cold as ice, "Sign the divorce papers." I smiled, pushing my diagnosis in front of him: "Advanced stomach cancer. Satisfied now?" He didn't even glance at it, sneering, "Salome Dawson, your tricks to fool me are getting more and more pathetic." A girl's soft laughter came through his phone, and his tone instantly softened: "Be good, wait for me." After hanging up, his glare snapped back to me: "Don't touch Rose Xavier, or else—" "Or what?" I cut him off, "To stop my sister's medicine? Raymond Shane, that's all you're good for." "Go ahead and try." He leaned in close, his breath hot against my ear.收起
2026-03-04

Revenge on My Betrayers

I saw clearly my husband tangled up with my best friend on our wedding bed! They planned to take my money and my life in the apocalyptic cold wave. In my past life, I froze to death wrongfully, but now, at the moment I'm reborn! A news alert popped up: "Apocalypse countdown: 24 hours." Well then, I calmly transferred all his savings and maxed out the credit card. This time, I want to watch them kneel and beg me in the frozen wasteland!收起
2026-03-04

Marry For My Dead Sister

"Blair, you've been waiting for your sister Nancy to die, and now you've finally got your wish, haven't you?" Ben closed in on me step by step. "I didn't! She fell on her own, I never pushed her!" He suddenly grabbed my jaw tightly. "You two were the only ones on the top floor that day. If it wasn't you, who was it? You were jealous of her when she was alive, and now that she's dead, you even want to take her place. How despicable." "I didn't!" I held back my tears and broke free from him. "How could I hurt my own sister?" He let out a sneering laugh, his fingertips brushing across my cheek. "You traded Nancy's...
2026-03-04

Humiliated, I Showed My True Hand

The smell of alcohol in the private room mingled with a pungent perfume, choking me and making my throat tight. Still, I held a full glass of wine, forcing a smile at the oily-faced Mr. Wilson: "Mr. Wilson, I'll drink this on Whitney's behalf. Please take good care of the project for us." Mr. Wilson patted my shoulder: "Henry, it's not worth it to be such a yes-man." I downed the full glass of wine, my throat burning with pain. But Whitney sneered: "Henry, you look so disgusting like this." "I'm doing all this for you," I said, clenching my fists. "For me?" She suddenly stood up, hooked her arm around Mike who had just walked in, and disdain practically...
2026-03-04

I Divorce the Man Who Saves Me

On the seventh night locked in the remote mountain cabin, the wind shattered my cries for help. The moment the car lights pierced the darkness, Ethan Green, covered in mud and blood, rushed in to embrace me— Yet I caught the scent of a strange perfume at the hollow of his neck, like a sentence passed. Back in the city, in the sterile white ward, I handed over the divorce papers: "You rescued me, yet cast me into an even deeper prison."收起
2026-03-04

Grudges and Loves on Stage

The cold river water seeped into my collar, while someone on the bank shouted, "Stella said Daniel is a threat—he must be eliminated!" A memory from five years ago suddenly came crashing into my mind: Stella standing right in front of me, saying, "The head of the Greenwood Clan can keep you safe. Go with him." "That old man is a pervert! Don't you know that?" I stared at this woman—whom I had mentored for ten years and been married to for three—"You're betraying me just for wealth and status?" "Charles said this is the only way out," she avoided my gaze. Charles—the man who had lived off my opera troupe! I laughed until tears streamed down my face. "You...
2026-03-04

The Memory on Trial

I assaulted my foster father in public. Now, I willingly wear the helmet capable of extracting memories, openly revealing my memories to be subject to a nationwide vote to determine my fate. When the instrument activated, everyone saw a great foster father who had endured countless hardships; the votes for my execution surged instantly. But in the next moment, I swallowed the blood in my mouth—the illusion shattered. I will expose the darkest truth through this machine.收起
2026-03-04

My Wife's Life Insurance Plot

I once thought it was just my wife throwing another unreasonable tantrum on an ordinary afternoon. Until the knife plunged into my abdomen, and she smiled as she locked the door behind me, letting me bleed and cry for help. When I opened my eyes again, I was back two hours before the tragedy happened. This time, watching Sylvia Lawrence put on that familiar, wronged expression again, all I felt was cold hatred. Those carefully woven lies and traps she set—it was my turn to expose them now.收起
2026-03-04

A Reckoning Deferred

The gilded envelope slid across the desk toward me. The lawyer's voice was flat and emotionless: "Ms. Scott, Mr. Charles' inheritance gift agreement." I gripped my coffee spoon tight: "He's not even dead yet, and you're in such a hurry to divide his estate?" "He has late-stage pancreatic cancer. Only three months left. He just wants to see you one last time." He handed over a photo. The man in it was a gaunt shadow of his former self. Hatred surged through me. I slammed the agreement down: "Tell him I don't care about his money. And I definitely don't want to see him." My phone suddenly rang. His mother's sobs cut through the line like a knife: "Whitney, Charles...
2026-03-04

The Wound That Led Me to Bliss

Five years ago, I pushed open the door to my home and saw them tangled together, their clothes in disarray. "What are you doing?" Dylan River stood up, a defiant look on his face. "Reed, Jennifer and I truly love each other." "She is my wife!" Jennifer George avoided my gaze. "Let's get a divorce. Actually, Dylan and I have been together for a year." Now, upon reuniting, she whispered softly, "Dylan and I have come to your place, hoping to see you." "Reed, there was a misunderstanding back then—" "Misunderstanding?" I pulled my hand away, my voice firm and resolute, "Threatening me with my mother's grave to force me to sign the divorce papers—is that really a misunderstanding? Ruining...
2026-03-04

The Movie Queen

The phone screen lit up, the headline stabbing like a poisoned dagger straight into my eyes. "Rising star Grace Scott caught in photo scandal—private pictures leaked!" The photos were taken in my bedroom, my face so clear there was nowhere to hide. The makeup artist's powder puff froze mid-air, and the director's furious shout echoed from a distance. At that time, I still didn't know the person who planned all this was the one who promised to protect me forever.收起
2026-03-04

I Bought Out My Ex's Empire

Luna Clark slammed a five-million cheque down in front of me, her bright red nail polish glaringly vivid. "Pamela, sign the divorce papers, take the money and get out—don't dirty the Lewis Family's doorstep!" I ran my fingertips over the check and chuckled softly. "How generous of you, Ms. Clark. But do you think this money is enough to fill the hole in the Lewis Group's project?" Her face dropped instantly. "How dare you threaten me?" "Threaten is too strong a word." I pulled out my phone and waved it lightly. "I just finished chatting with Daniel. He's quite interested in your bidding reserve price." "You dare collude with that illegitimate kid!" Luna shrieked. "I'll add another ten million! Cut...
2026-03-04

Thanks to My Brother-Obsessed Ex

Three days before the wedding, in the afternoon, I got a call from my girlfriend, Tina Woods. "Michael Fey, my brother Drake woke up!" she said tearfully, but then her tone shifted abruptly, "Can we... postpone the wedding? He needs me now." I gripped the schedule tightly, holding back my anger: "Everything is set. You want to postpone now?" "He's my brother!" she shouted. Then, her brother Drake Woods' weak, deliberate voice came through the phone: "Tina, don't make things hard for Michael. I shouldn't have woken up now..." Tina Woods immediately cut him off with a pang of pain, then turned coldly to me and said, "Michael, the wedding has to be postponed! If not, I'm not going to...
2026-03-04

After She Bullies Me in the Shopping Mall

The shopping mall was swarming with people; I was holding my seven-year-old daughter's hand when a stranger slapped me in public and forced me to kneel. She crushed my cell phone beneath her foot, left red marks on my child's face, and sneered that we "poor people aren't worthy to breathe." I pressed the locator my older brother gave me, swallowing my shame—all to protect Bella cradled in my arms. In a pool of blood, my husband lay barely alive, while my son clung to the attacker, calling her "baby." Today, I will no longer hide my identity as Ms. Lynn—everyone who has harmed my family will pay the price.收起
2026-03-04

Divorced, Yet Dazzled

I stood alone, holding the diagnosis certificate of a malignant tumor, waiting outside the operating room for my family to sign the papers, while the partner who should have been by my side was unreachable because of another woman. In utter despair, I signed the divorce agreement, deciding to walk away with nothing. After surgery, I recovered alone, only to be harassed and questioned by my ex-husband, but was fortunately cared for with great kindness by a high school friend...收起
2026-03-04

The Contract Surrogate

The sharp sting of disinfectant filled the air as I clutched my crumpled bills, kneeling in the hospital corridor. My younger brother's surgery fees were still far from covered. In desperation, a man in a suit handed me a contract: marry his boss, have the child, then leave. I signed it, unaware that this piece of paper would drag me into a mad abyss of life sacrifices and doll resurrection...收起
2026-03-04

His First Love Answered My Call

At midnight, I called my boyfriend Andrew Foster's phone, wanting to tell him I was pregnant. But a female voice answered: "He's in the shower. You must be Mia Sewell, right?" The blood in my body instantly froze— it was the voice of his "deceased" first love, Yvonne Baker, who had been gone for eight years. I clung to the last shred of my dignity and hung up the phone. Just then, the sound of a key turning in the door came from outside—he was back. I gripped the pregnancy test tightly and walked straight up to him. "Andrew, let's get married." He frowned, his tone as impatient as ever. "It's not the time." "Not the time?" I looked him...
2026-03-04

Undercover in the Kitchen of Horrors

"Mom, something's really off about this place." I watched the crowd lining up at the alley entrance, their eyes looking hooked. "You worry too much!" Mom shoved the bag into my hand. "Go!" The strange scent in the shop was intoxicating, mixed with a faint fishy odor from the kitchen. "Heather? Come in!" Hank rubbed his hands together, his smile creasing his face. The moment he lifted the kitchen curtain, I caught a glimpse of his son Jack's sharp, clear gaze—like a hunter's. After the shop closed at night, I heard the kitchen creak with the sound of bones crunching. "Heather, why aren't you leaving yet?" Hank suddenly appeared, a kitchen knife dripping with water in his hand. "I'm leaving...
2026-03-04

The Turncoat's Downfall

I found the breast pump he hid in the car, and uncovered his affair with the secretary. For the family fortune, he even schemed a car accident to make me disappear. Lying on the hospital bed, I watched him viciously try to shove me down the stairs with others, and my heart completely died. Then, my true love returned. Together, we laid the trap. Watching him get taken away by the police, I finally understood—the real revenge was to take away everything he cherished.收起
2026-03-04

He Wants to Change My Face

My name is Claire Sinclair. I'm a beautician, but also a preservation beautician harboring a staggering secret. No one knows that I don't just alter faces—I can freeze a person's appearance or even swap their skin entirely. Until that late night when I received an order—the client wanted to change, astonishingly, my own face. And the message came with a note: "Local demand." My fingertips went cold as I replied, but I never imagined the demon on the other side of the screen was lying right beside me in bed.收起
2026-03-04

The Mother Who Forgot

When I woke up, a splitting headache struck me, and a strange little boy was clutching the hem of my clothes, timidly saying, "Mom, you're awake?" The next moment, the door was kicked open, and Dylan Lynn slammed the divorce papers in my face: "Today is Sophia's birthday. Don't cause any trouble." I looked at him with a cold sneer, my memory utterly blank, but instinctively tore the papers to shreds. "Want a divorce? Fine, but first get me out of the psychiatric hospital." Flames soared inside the warehouse as I held the child's hand and turned to leave—this time, it was their turn to go to hell.收起
2026-03-04

Truth in the Bones

"Chris, how dare you say Nancy's death has nothing to do with you?" A cold voice cut through the air. I spun around sharply. It was a stranger, his eyes venomous. "Who are you? Stop spouting nonsense here." I forced down my panic, my tone icy and sharp. "You have no right to speak her name." The man let out a scoff and tossed over a yellowed notebook. "Nonsense? Take a look at this." My breath hitched when I caught sight of the word Nancy on the cover. "Four hundred and thirty-seven drug trials—every last bit of agony is written in here. How dare you claim you didn't force her into this?" He closed in on me step by step....
2026-03-04

The Stand-in's Revenge

I sold myself to Caleb Lewis with my own hands, all for a mere stand-in contract. He made me play the malicious villainess, shielding his true love from harm and sleeping with him. I believed that guarding my heart would let me walk away unscathed, until the banquet's giant screen revealed our bed photo— Before all eyes, he shielded his first love and coldly demanded, "Tina Xavier, was it you who did this?" In that moment, I realized: the stand-in was not a role, but an original sin.收起
2026-03-04

Lies That Gnaw at Family

I blocked the basement door, clutching the stack of fake overseas photos. My voice trembled, but every word cut like a blade: "Mia, did you do this? Did you spread those rumors too?" She twirled a strand of hair, her smile vicious yet unapologetic: "So what if I did? Mom, Dad, and Brother only believe me. Who'd ever trust someone as 'superfluous' as you?" "I saved your life!" I lunged forward and grabbed her wrist. "I pushed you out of the way during the car crash! I worked part-time jobs to buy you that cake! Why would you ruin me?" She wrenched her arm free, her eyes glinting with malice: "Because you're in my way! Their love was always meant...
2026-03-04

My Ex Takes My Daughter

In the warm light of the music store, I was accompanying Tina to choose a practice piano when a familiar male voice suddenly pierced my eardrums, freezing the blood in my veins. Charles stood not far away, dressed in a neat suit and leather shoes. He looked more composed than he had seven years ago, yet the arrogance of his younger self still lurked in his eyes. "Bella, seven years apart, and you're still so shabby," he said as he walked over, his gaze sweeping over Tina and me with a condescending contempt in his tone. "Buying this kind of cheap piano for the kid? If you hadn't plagiarized back then, would you have ended up so hard up?" I...
2026-03-04

The Warmth Not in the Deal

"Fiona?" Felix Green held a cigar between his fingertips. His black suit made him stand tall and straight, and his voice was imposing. "Stay here and obey my rules." "What do you want me to do?" I stepped back warily. Dylan shoved me forward. "Fiona, take good care of Mr. Green." "I don't need a servant." Felix chuckled, cutting Dylan off. "The money's been transferred to your account. Leave." The heavy door clicked shut. I was like a bird in a cage. "My rules," he said. "Don't ask questions that aren't your business. Be at my beck and call." "What about my freedom?" I turned to look at him. He grabbed my wrist, his grip tight and forceful. "You lost...
2026-03-04

Live for Myself

With a carefully chosen gift for my father's milestone 60th birthday in hand, I hurried home full of joy, hoping to surprise him. But when I opened the door, the warm atmosphere suddenly stopped—my father publicly belittled me and praised Mike's "filial piety" to the skies. I felt deeply hurt. The birthday banquet I had painstakingly prepared unexpectedly became the beginning of my despair...收起
2026-03-04

The Dark Side of Wedding

"Debra Buck, you're truly the most obedient dog the Buck family has ever raised." Allen Shane grasped my chin; the first words he spoke to me at the end of the wedding aisle shattered every disguise he had worn. The ring slipped coldly onto my finger, but I felt the engraving inside — his and Sylvia Buck's initials. My blood instantly froze. "Surprised?" He pressed close to my ear, his breath scorching, his words venomous: "You stole her identity, so I'll let you taste what it's like to live as a laughingstock under her name." The guests' blessings crashed down like a tidal wave. I clenched my skirt, my fingertips digging into the palm of my hand: "Allen Shane, you...
2026-03-04

Revenge is My Birthday Gift

He gripped my chin, forcing me to look at my father's pale face on the screen. "Either he dies, or you do." He smiled, "Make your choice, my fiancée." My mouth was gagged; I could not speak, only desperately shook my head. Tears blurred my vision, but I clearly saw the determination in my father's eyes. "Jenny, live well." Those were my father's final words. Then came a muffled sound. Miguel Raymond released me, his fingertips brushing my cheek: "Happy birthday." I slumped against the car seat, the sound of the world collapsing deafening in my ears. It wasn't until he turned to get out of the car that I forced the words through clenched teeth: "You'll regret this." He...
2026-03-04

One Extra Dish

That day, I just added a plate of my favorite dish for myself, and my daughter-in-law immediately slammed down the plate, calling me selfish. My son stood silently by, and in the end, he severed ties with me because of her. Heartbroken, I left—but a turnaround was waiting for me. Our old house was demolished, and we got a huge compensation. My husband and I went on a trip to relax and bought a new house outright with the money. As for the son who abandoned me, his life has since fallen apart...收起
2026-03-04

The Winning Lottery

I clutched that lottery ticket and hid in the kitchen, my knuckles whitening from the grip. The ten million digits danced before my eyes, while in the living room, my mother smiled as she said to my sister, "Let your sister give you the computer." For thirty years, I've been used to sacrificing, but this time—I touched the burning paper tucked inside my pajamas pocket—I'm going to live for myself. Even if they tear me apart.收起
2026-03-04

The Rural Tycoon

"86,000 total; you all should pay 43,000 each." When I pushed the bill toward Carrie and her parents, Grace, her mom, nearly rolled her eyes. "Jeff! Are you even a man? You invite us out and then want to split the bill?" I looked at her calmly, "You just said we're not family." I turned to Carrie, who still wore that defiant look from slapping me: "Carrie, you agree to break up, right?" She bit her lip, avoided my eyes, but still nodded. "Then that's settled." I tapped on the bill. "Cash or transfer?" Just then, the door to the private dining room swung open, and Mr. Johnny—the one who'd been showering Carrie with gifts—walked in. "How much? I'm paying...
2026-03-04

Back to Eighteen

A splitting headache bursts through my skull. I pry my eyes open, and my gaze collides with Daniel—thirty years old, dressed immaculately in a tailored suit, standing at the doorway of our high school classroom, his stare cold enough to cut to the bone. "You're here too." He speaks first, his voice sharp with wariness. My fingers clamp white-knuckled around the edge of the desk. "What right do you have to come back? Weren't you the one who abandoned me back then, only to turn around and get engaged to the Scott Family?" He takes a long, menacing step forward. "I'm here to stop the past from repeating itself. Better that than you stubbornly walking straight into the same ruin."...
2026-03-04

The Farewell Letter

At three in the morning, the nurse drew the final curtain closed. My wife, Sienna Scott, had no heartbeat. But when I got home, the diary, sealed away for twelve years, suddenly showed entirely new writing—ink still wet, as if just written. "Randal Xavier, I am you at eighteen." "Tomorrow, I'm going to confess to Sienna Scott. Did you marry her?" My hand shook violently as I grabbed a pen and wrote beneath: "Don't confess." "Why?" A new line appeared almost immediately, the handwriting agitated. My throat tightens; I can't find the reason. I can only keep writing, "Don't confess... don't let her meet me..."收起