"I, who am neither married nor have a girlfriend, suddenly found myself with a wife! The key point is... this wife is actually a deceased... late wife..."
"I, who am neither married nor have a girlfriend, suddenly found myself with a wife! The key point is... this wife is actually a deceased... late wife..."
That morning, I received a phone call.
The caller claimed to be from the police station.
After confirming my identity, the caller directly asked me to go to the local police station to collect the belongings of my deceased wife-my "deceased wife"!
I couldn't help but laugh at the absurdity of the call.
Were scammers these days really this sloppy?
I meant, I didn't even have a girlfriend, let alone a wife!
And now they were telling me I had a "deceased wife"?
After mocking the caller for their lack of professionalism, I decisively hung up and blocked the number.
However, the matter didn't end there.
That afternoon, administrators of the neighborhood in which I lived and local police officers came to see me.
To my surprise, they were also talking about me collecting the belongings of this so-called "deceased wife."
Not only that, but they also sternly criticized me for concealing my marital status.
I was stunned!
I truly wasn't married!
This so-called "deceased wife" must be a mistake!
Yet, under the repeated insistence of the local officers, I went to the City Criminal Police Division with a sense of unease.
I was greeted by a young officer, Officer Thomson.
From his voice, I recognized him as the person I had sarcastically accused of being an unprofessional scammer that morning!
Fortunately, he didn't give me a hard time or anything. Although his attitude wasn't warm, it wasn't impatient either.
I quickly explained that I wasn't married.
Officer Thomson then presented a marriage certificate and a couple photo. It not only had my name, birth date, and ID number, but even the photo was unmistakably me!
How could this be possible?
Yet, the marriage certificate was right there in front of me.
I looked again at the woman next to me in the photo.
She was a sweet-looking woman with short hair.
And she leaned slightly towards me with a radiant smile.
Although she was indeed attractive, I could swear I had never seen this woman before!
Through Officer Thomson's explanation, I roughly understood the situation.
These items were found on the deceased while handling a traffic accident case.
Since they couldn't contact any family at the time, the body had already been burn to ashes during the accident.
Now that they had finally reached me, the "family member," they wanted me to take possession of these items.
After explaining, he said no more.
The officer handed me an envelope, instructing me to sign for the few items inside.
In a daze, I signed and returned home.
Looking at the envelope on the coffee table, I felt a headache brewing!
What the hell was happening?
Had I suddenly become a widowed "married man"?
According to the officer's account, my so-called "deceased wife" had already been cremated and buried.
What kind of unlucky situation had I stumbled into?
Feeling completely exasperated, I opened the envelope again to check its contents.
Besides the marriage certificate, there was only a set of keys and a butterfly hair clip.
Looking at these "deceased wife's" belongings, I felt a sense of bad luck!
I shredded the marriage certificate.
These things came inexplicably and made me vaguely uneasy inside.
As if they were harbingers of something ominous.
I decided to throw them away first thing in the morning.
But who could have predicted that something even stranger would happen in the middle of the night?
Rachel used to think that her devotion would win Brian over one day, but she was proven wrong when his true love returned. Rachel had endured it all-from standing alone at the altar to dragging herself to the hospital for an emergency treatment. Everyone thought she was crazy to give up so much of herself for someone who didn't return her feelings. But when Brian received news of Rachel's terminal illness and realized she didn't have long to live, he completely broke down. "I forbid you to die!" Rachel just smiled. She no longer needed him. "I will finally be free."
Kaelyn devoted three years tending to her husband after a terrible accident. But once he was fully recovered, he cast her aside and brought his first love back from abroad. Devastated, Kaelyn decided on a divorce as people mocked her for being discarded. She went on to reinvent herself, becoming a highly sought-after doctor, a champion racer, and an internationally renowned architectural designer. Even then, the traitors sneered in disdain, believing Kaelyn would never find someone. But then the ex-husband’s uncle, a powerful warlord, returned with his army to ask for Kaelyn’s hand in marriage.
On the night of her wedding, Evelyn Knight paid the ultimate price for trusting the wrong man-her husband murdered her with his own hands. But fate grants her a second chance. Reborn on the very day she's meant to marry Nathaniel Andrews, Evelyn wastes no time. This time, she won't be the victim. She escapes the altar and makes a bold move-straight into the arms of her husband's sworn rival. "Mr. Everett, will you marry me?" "This a surrender?" "No," she smirks. "This is a tactical retreat followed by a counterattack." What begins as a calculated alliance quickly spirals into something far more dangerous-obsession, protection, desire. Julian Everett never expected to fall for the woman who barged into his life like a storm. But now that he has her, he won't let her go. This time, Evelyn isn't just rewriting her fate-She's taking her revenge one kiss at a time.
COALESCENCE OF THE FIVE SERIES BOOK ONE: THE 5-TIME REJECTED GAMMA & THE LYCAN KING BOOK TWO: THE ROGUES WHO WENT ROGUE BOOK THREE: THE INDOMITABLE HUNTRESS & THE HARDENED DUKE *** BOOK ONE: After being rejected by 5 mates, Gamma Lucianne pleaded with the Moon Goddess to spare her from any further mate-bonds. To her dismay, she is being bonded for the sixth time. What's worse is that her sixth-chance mate is the most powerful creature ruling over all werewolves and Lycans - the Lycan King himself. She is certain, dead certain, that a rejection would come sooner or later, though she hopes for it to be sooner. King Alexandar was ecstatic to meet his bonded mate, and couldn't thank their Goddess enough for gifting him someone so perfect. However, he soon realizes that this gift is reluctant to accept him, and more than willing to sever their bond. He tries to connect with her but she seems so far away. He is desperate to get intimate with her but she seems reluctant to open up to him. He tries to tell her that he is willing to commit to her for the rest of his life but she doesn't seem to believe him. He is pleading for a chance: a chance to get to know her; a chance to show her that he's different; and a chance to love her. But when not-so-subtle crushes, jealous suitors, self-entitled Queen-wannabes, an old flame, a silent protector and a past wedding engagement threaten to jeopardize their relationship, will Lucianne and Xandar still choose to be together? Is their love strong enough to overcome everything and everyone? Or will Lucianne resort to enduring a sixth rejection from the one person she thought she could entrust her heart with?
When I was eight, Dante Moretti pulled me from the fire that killed my family. For ten years, the powerful crime boss was my protector and my god. Then, he announced his engagement to another woman to unite two criminal empires. He brought her home and named her the future mistress of the Moretti family. In front of everyone, his fiancée forced a cheap metal collar around my neck, calling me their pet. Dante knew I was allergic. He just watched, his eyes cold, and ordered me to take it. That night, I listened through the walls as he took her to his bed. I finally understood the promise he’d made me as a child was a lie. I wasn't his family. I was his property. After a decade of devotion, my love for him finally turned to ash. So on his birthday, the day he celebrated his new future, I walked out of his gilded cage for good. A private jet was waiting to take me to my real father—his greatest enemy.
Rena got into an entanglement with a big shot when she was drunk one night. She needed Waylen's help while he was drawn to her youthful beauty. As such, what was supposed to be a one-night stand progressed into something serious. All was well until Rena discovered that Waylen's heart belonged to another woman. When his first love returned, he stopped coming home, leaving Rena all alone for many nights. She put up with it until she received a check and farewell note one day. Contrary to how Waylen expected her to react, Rena had a smile on her face as she bid him farewell. "It was fun while it lasted, Waylen. May our paths never cross. Have a nice life." But as fate would have it, their paths crossed again. This time, Rena had another man by her side. Waylen's eyes burned with jealousy. He spat, "How the hell did you move on? I thought you loved only me!" "Keyword, loved!" Rena flipped her hair back and retorted, "There are plenty of fish in the sea, Waylen. Besides, you were the one who asked for a breakup. Now, if you want to date me, you have to wait in line." The next day, Rena received a credit alert of billions and a diamond ring. Waylen appeared again, got down on one knee, and uttered, "May I cut in line, Rena? I still want you."
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