"Sister, please don't reject me."
"Sister, please don't reject me."
"Are you avoiding me, Evelin?"
He whispered softly in my ear, his broad, warm hand effortlessly encircling my slender waist.
I never imagined that such a friend since childhood would one day pin me against the bed and utter such vulgar talk.
Jed Graham lifted his well-defined fingers, gently raising my chin, and with a half-smile, said, "Evelin, there's nothing dirty about love between a man and a woman."
I turned my head away coldly, nearly gritting my teeth in anger as I spoke, "Jed, you make me feel dirty."
His fingers stiffened slightly, and the smile on his face vanished instantly.
"Is Sebastian Murray not dirty?"
He leaned closer, his eyes fierce, and bit my lip as hard as he could, as if he was venting his anger.
I trembled in pain, and he suddenly stopped, his eyes reddened with grievance.
He held me tightly, his voice choked, crying and begging me, "Evelin, I'm sorry... Please, don't leave me..."
My heart ached with sorrow.
He released his embrace, his cold fingers holding my hand, guiding it to his exquisite face.
Just now, his eyes were still revealing indifference and anger, but now they were already red filled with tears.
"Evelin, you're all I have left." He sobbed, his gaze pleading, as if I were his only salvation.
His tears fell on the back of my hand, his slightly curled eyelashes now wet and clumped together, adding a touch of vulnerability to his handsome face.
I couldn't help but curl my fingers, wiping away the tears beneath his eyes. "Sebastian and I have broken up."
A glimmer of joy spread through Jed's fragile eyes. He grasped my hand, almost crying with happiness, "Really? Evelin!"
His previously downcast eyes now shone brightly, wide open and full of anticipation as he looked at me.
I suddenly felt a pang of sympathy for him.
All these years, I never realized Jed harbored such deep feelings for me.
He hid it so well that I always saw him as a younger brother, and at times, he even protected me like an older brother.
Now I knew that he was just acting strong and paranoid on purpose to hide his true emotions.
In fact, after being aggrieved, he would only hide in secret and cry, like a puppy curled up in a corner licking its wounds alone.
I nodded, smiling gently, "Of course, when have I ever lied to you?"
Jed seemed to come alive, hurriedly and clumsily unraveled the handcuffs on me. "Evelin, I'm sorry, I'm so sorry, dear, are you hurt? It's all my fault, please don't be mad, okay? Dear..."
After freeing me, he obediently squatted on the ground, looking up at me with blinking eyes. "Evelin, if it makes you feel better, you can hit me..."
He extended his hand, lowering his head in dejection. "I never wanted to hurt you, dear. I just like you so much, sometimes I can't control myself... Dear, you can hit me..."
With reddened eyes, he held my hand and pressed it against his face, fear of my departure evident in his eyes, yet still smiling. "Evelin, just hit me. If you do and feel better, then you won't leave me..."
My heart ached, and I cupped his face, kissing him softly. "I won't hit you, don't worry."
Jed looked at me dumbfounded, his eyes instantly welling up. He reached out to hold me tightly, burying his head in my neck, choking out, "Dear, please, don't leave me, okay? I'll do everything you want..."
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Hidden for years by the state despite a fortune worth billions, Grace bounced through three foster homes. At her fourth stop, the wealthy Holden family showered her with care, sparking spiteful claims she was a despicable grifter. Those lies died when a university president greeted her. "Professor, your lab's ready." A top CEO presented a folder. "Boss, our profits soared by 300% this year!" An international hacker organization came to her doorstep. "The financial market would crash without you!" Colton, a mysterious tycoon, pinned her softly. "Fun's over. Let's go make some babies." Grace's cheeks flared. "I didn't agree to that!" He slid a black card into her hand. "One island per baby."
Linsey was stood up by her groom to run off with another woman. Furious, she grabbed a random stranger and declared, "Let's get married!" She had acted on impulse, realizing too late that her new husband was the notorious rascal, Collin. The public laughed at her, and even her runaway ex offered to reconcile. But Linsey scoffed at him. "My husband and I are very much in love!" Everyone thought she was delusional. Then Collin was revealed to be the richest man in the world. In front of everyone, he got down on one knee and held up a stunning diamond ring. "I look forward to our forever, honey."
Sunlit hours found their affection glimmering, while moonlit nights ignited reckless desire. But when Brandon learned his beloved might last only half a year, he coolly handed Millie divorce papers, murmuring, "This is all for appearances; we'll get married again once she's calmed down." Millie, spine straight and cheeks dry, felt her pulse go hollow. The sham split grew permanent; she quietly ended their unborn child and stepped into a new beginning. Brandon unraveled, his car tearing down the street, unwilling to let go of the woman he'd discarded, pleading for her to look back just once.
To most, Verena passed for a small-town clinic doctor; in truth, she worked quiet miracles. Three years after Isaac fell hopelessly for her and kept vigil through lonely nights, a crash left him in a wheelchair and stripped his memory. To keep him alive, Verena married him, only to hear, "I will never love you." She just smiled. "That works out-I'm not in love with you, either." Entangled in doubt, he recoiled from hope, yet her patience held him fast-kneeling to meet his eyes, palm warm on his hair, steadying him-until her glowing smile rekindled feelings he believed gone forever.
The day Raina gave birth should have been the happiest of her life. Instead, it became her worst nightmare. Moments after delivering their twins, Alexander shattered her heart-divorcing her and forcing her to sign away custody of their son, Liam. With nothing but betrayal and heartbreak to her name, Raina disappeared, raising their daughter, Ava, on her own.Years later, fate comes knocking when Liam falls gravely ill. Desperate to save his son, Alexander is forced to seek out the one person he once cast aside. Alexander finds himself face to face with the woman he underestimated, pleading for a second chance-not just for himself, but for their son. But Raina is no longer the same broken woman who once loved him.No longer the woman he left behind. She has carved out a new life-one built on strength, wealth, and a long-buried legacy she expected to uncover.Raina has spent years learning to live without him.The question is... Will she risk reopening old wounds to save the son she never got to love? or has Alexander lost her forever?
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