While Sienna reached the pinnacle of her success, Julian remained the forgotten son of his family, the one who had secretly stolen her first kiss in the shadows of the night. As Sienna hit her darkest moment, Julian returned home, leaving his life behind, only to witness her tears glistening in the moonlight as she reluctantly accepted another man's proposal. When Sienna needed Julian more than ever, he had risen to a position of power and had become her most steadfast pillar of support. "Please marry me." There was no one else in the world who could love Sienna as deeply as Julian did.
"We've found proof that Mrs. Wells' husband has been unfaithful, Mr. Lawson."
At the golf course, Julian Lawson halted his swing, his lips twisting into an indifferent grin. "Just take it to her."
He envisioned Sienna Wells' beautiful face marred by tears, the image rendering her quite fragile and broken.
He found the idea rather exhilarating.
Julian adjusted his collar and took a powerful swing, the golf ball tracing a flawless trajectory.
The caddy exclaimed with joy, "That's a perfect hole-in-one!"
With satisfaction, Julian handed the club back to the caddy. "Hand out two million in bonuses, split it among everyone here."
As the group erupted with cheers, he left.
Later that night, Julian was in his office perusing documents when his assistant burst in.
"Mr. Lawson..." Eric Sutton called out.
Without raising his eyes, Julian said, "What's the problem? Any issues with the Wells family? Go check on it, ensure Sienna's alright."
"It's not that!" Eric looked seriously worried. "Mrs. Wells has gone to the Windward Oasis!"
Julian slammed the contract shut. "A disabled person at a nightclub? What is she doing, disco dancing?"
Julian took off his glasses, his expression growing stern as he strode out.
Eric scrambled to follow. "The Windward Oasis isn't just any nightclub."
Julian stopped short, his gaze fixed on a large painting in the hallway.
The portrait showed a young Sienna at eighteen, wearing a ballet outfit and dancing under a spotlight, her presence ethereal and utterly captivating.
His expression tightened. What was Sienna doing at the nightclub?
Upstairs in the Windward Oasis, Sienna sat quietly in the luxurious suite.
Her wheelchair seemed more like an iron prison, confining her motionless body and her spirit, which was fading slowly.
Up until this evening, she had considered herself fortunate.
Her legs were paralyzed, yet she believed she had a devoted husband. That compromising video, however, shattered her peace like a harsh slap of reality.
Now, she discovered that both her love and her closest friend had betrayed her by having an affair.
Overwhelmed by grief, Sienna covered her face, her eyes too dry to shed tears.
Footsteps sounded as the door swung open.
Straightening herself, Sienna adjusted her posture. "Zoe has informed you of what I need, hasn't she?"
The silence that followed made her tighten her grip on the armrests.
"I'm willing to pay, but remember, tonight stays between us, or else... or else I'll make sure you regret it," she continued.
Her frustration was palpable; it was too gentle to sound threatening.
Then, a hand landed softly on her shoulder.
Sienna tensed up immediately!
The hand slid to her chin, its warmth and the roughness of calluses brushing her skin.
She frowned slightly. "You should have smoothed your hands before coming."
The hand paused.
Taking a deep breath, Sienna pulled a blindfold from her bag and tied it around her eyes.
With the blindfold on, she could avoid the pitying stares at her legs.
For this brief encounter, she preferred ignorance about his identity; her motive was revenge, not romance.
"You can start."
Julian was no stranger to challenging situations, yet his heart raced.
He stepped in front of her and chuckled.
The image of a sad frog on her blindfold met his gaze.
Did she enjoy quirky things like this? He realized he might not know her as well as he thought.
When the blindfold suddenly came off, Sienna tensed. "What are you doing here?"
"That frog isn't exactly romantic," he commented, his voice deep and soothing, reminiscent of a piano's lower chords.
Doubt flickered in Sienna's mind. Her friend Zoe Owen had promised to find her a young virgin, but this man was flirtatious and anything but innocent.
Before she could think further, a soft handkerchief covered her eyes.
She caught a faint whiff of a Fougère fragrance, reminiscent of ferns, hearty and resolute.
"You have exquisite taste," she remarked.
"Thanks for the kind words."
Suddenly, she found herself being gently placed on a soft bed.
Sienna braced herself, wary of the pain she had been warned would come with her first experience of intimacy.
Expecting him to undress her, she was surprised when he kissed her instead.
His kiss was gentle and respectful, filled with an odd devotion.
It was nothing like her aggressive first kiss at eighteen, which had left her with bruised lips.
That night had been so dark that she couldn't see the face of the person who stole her first kiss.
Her wandering thoughts snapped back as the man in front of her lifted her skirt. Ready for his scorn, she was instead met with admiration.
"Beautiful."
Beautiful? How could he find beauty in her scarred legs?
In a trembling voice, she asked, "Don't these scars look more like a worm to you?"
"No, they're beautiful, resembling the elegant stem of a rose."
And with that, he kissed the scars.
Jemma’s dad was jailed, and her friend betrayed her, leaving her desperate for the President’s help. While pleading her case, she unexpectedly spent a night with a mysterious man she knew nothing about. She discovered he was actually the President she sought, but he hated her and another woman had assumed her identity. Undeterred, Jemma overturned her father's conviction, thrived in many industries, and became a foreign President’s sister. Elites vied for her favor. When the truth emerged, the President regretted his deeds and claimed she was his only love, but Jemma said, “Sorry, I’d stay single.”
Compelled by her dad's dilemma and the looming fate of their business, Irene agreed to become Braydon's lover. To outsiders, Braydon seemed invulnerable, yet only Irene was privy to the tempestuous passions he unleashed behind closed doors. Gradually, Irene found herself tangled in the intricate emotional snare Braydon had woven, her heart craving more, only to be shattered by the revelation of his engagement. Devastated, she left and soon encountered Braydon's archrival. It was then that the formidable Braydon confronted the esteemed surgeon Dr. Mitchell, all in a fierce struggle over Irene.
Yelena discovered that she wasn't her parents' biological child. After seeing through their ploy to trade her as a pawn in a business deal, she was sent away to her barren birthplace. There, she stumbled upon her true origins—a lineage of historic opulence. Her real family showered her with love and adoration. In the face of her so-called sister's envy, Yelena conquered every adversity and took her revenge, all while showcasing her talents. She soon caught the attention of the city's most eligible bachelor. He cornered Yelena and pinned her against the wall. “It's time to reveal your true identity, darling.”
Working during summer vacation, a strange customer threw hot milk tea at me and even damaged the machines in the store. The milk tea shop sided with the customer and even took all of my wages to compensate for the damages. When I went to argue about it, I was crushed into minced meat by a large truck on the way. Opening my eyes again, I found myself back at the moment when the customer threw milk tea at me.
After five years of marriage, my husband is always absent on my birthday. No gifts, no blessings. He said, "I've given you the money, buy whatever you want." But he started preparing for Fiona's birthday half a month in advance. He said, "She's different, she only has me." As the sole survivor of a unexpected fire, he has been heartbroken for over a decade. Watching Fiona in Moments holding a cake and kissing his face. I slowly commented. 【Just this useless person, I'm giving him to you.】
In an effort to save his girlfriend's life, Randall's right hand was severely injured, rendering him disabled for life. Unexpectedly, what he got in return was betrayal: his girlfriend left him for his best friend! Just as he felt that his world was falling apart, he met a man who changed his life—the legendary Dr. Stewart Tran. Randall not only became a disciple of this world-renowned doctor but also inherited the man's insane wealth. That was how Randall started fighting back, defeating anyone who got in his way—and ultimately, living his legendary life.
After three secretive years of marriage, Eliana never met her enigmatic husband until she was served with divorce papers and learned of his extravagant pursuit of another. She snapped back to reality and secured a divorce. Thereafter, Eliana unveiled her various personas: an esteemed doctor, legendary secret agent, master hacker, celebrated designer, adept race car driver, and distinguished scientist. As her diverse talents became known, her ex-husband was consumed by remorse. Desperately, he pleaded, "Eliana, give me another chance! All my properties, even my life, are yours."
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."
Lucia Balstone thought she had chosen the right man to spend the rest of her life with, but he was the one who ended her life. Their ten-year marriage seemed like a joke when her husband stabbed her with a dagger. Fortunately, God is never blind to people's tears. Lucia got a second chance. She was reborn at the age of 22, before all the terrible things had happened. This time, she was determined to avenge herself and let those who hurt her pay! She made an elaborate list of her goals, and the first thing on her list was to marry her ex-husband's enemy, Alonso Callen!
She thought he was the villain. He was only trying to save his soul. Rena lives in a world of sunshine, sweets, and simple dreams. Until one reckless decision drops her into a dark realm of secrets, curses and werewolves. Kidnapped, heartbroken. She doesn't know who to trust anymore especially not Logan, the arrogant, cruel Alpha who's keeping her as a hostage. Until she discovers his dark secret. He's been hearing her thoughts all along. Now the walls between them are crumbling. And when feelings grow where hatred once lived, a curse demands that blood becomes a love that demands sacrifice. But how can she give her heart to the one who might need it to die?
For ten years, Daniela showered her ex-husband with unwavering devotion, only to discover she was just his biggest joke. Feeling humiliated yet determined, she finally divorced him. Three months later, Daniela returned in grand style. She was now the hidden CEO of a leading brand, a sought-after designer, and a wealthy mining mogul—her success unveiled at her triumphant comeback. Her ex-husband’s entire family rushed over, desperate to beg for forgiveness and plead for another chance. Yet Daniela, now cherished by the famed Mr. Phillips, regarded them with icy disdain. "I’m out of your league."
"Listen, Gadreel Ødegaar," she looked at him, not hesitating this time. "It's my anniversary present for you. Let's divorce." *** Ivory Remington had sacrificed five years to look after her husband Gadreel who was in a vegetative state after an accident and a few months ago, he finally awakened like a miracle. She thought it was the start of their happy life but Gadreel still had no heart for her. On their anniversary and her birthday, she received a cheating video of her dear husband and her stepsister. Heartbroken, Ivory chose to quit this stupid game. She decided to set him free but the reason she left on the divorce agreement pierced Gadreel's noble pride. *** "Impotent? Are you serious?" He gripped her wrist and a dangerous glint flashed in his eyes. "I'm a woman, Gadreel. I'm tired of being in a sexless marriage. Let's end it once and for all." "Sexless, huh?" he chuckled lowly and without warning grabbed her chin in between his hands, pulling her face closer. "Turns out my wife was so eager to get a man between her legs? "