The last thing she had ever expected was that the soul swap would happen to her. Her new body was the well-known CEO's wife, a girl born with a silver spoon in mouth. She thought she could take this chance to enjoy life, but what she got was only her husband's indifference. When the woman he loved came back, he asked for a divorce and she agreed without hesitation. However, Cupid had another plan. Their story just began now.
It was a dark, windy night.
Cathy Su was sitting on the edge of the cliff; her dress was billowing with the wind. She looked up at the sky and burst into tears. All the emotions simmering in her heart seemed to engulf her all at once.
"God, why do you have to do this to me?" She sniffed loudly as a loud hiccup sobered her up.
Cathy glanced at the can of beer in her hand and shook her head.
"No! It's not the almighty's fault. I dated a fucking bastard, Owen Yang! How could you betray me, Owen?" She slumped to the ground in defeat.
She has been working three jobs a day to make ends meet. However, despite her hectic schedule, she managed to allocate time to celebrate her boyfriend's birthday. She loved Owen with all her heart and wanted to surprise him.
Unexpectedly, the man gave her a bigger surprise-she caught him having sex with her best friend.
The two most significant people in her life had betrayed her. It was the worst day of her life.
"Fuck you, Owen!"
Cathy spat venomously. 'Why is my life always miserable?'
Her parents had abandoned her in an orphanage when she was a child.
Life had not been easy for her. She had to learn everything the hard way. Owen walked into her life like a breath of fresh air. The girl, who lived her life in misery, started to believe that she, too, could be happy. She finally found the love she had been craving all her life.
She had woven a beautiful love story in her mind, but Owen had crushed all her dreams.
The reality was anything but beautiful. Not only her boyfriend but her best friend, whom she had trusted with all her heart, had also betrayed her.
Cathy felt that she should have slapped her friend a little harder this afternoon.
However, nothing could cure the ever-increasing pain in her heart.
Cathy took a deep breath and gulped down another can of beer.
The weight on her chest seemed to increase with every passing minute.
She soon emptied the entire can of beer and angrily threw the can off the cliff.
Her vision grew blurry; she didn't know how drunk she was.
Cathy peered down at the bottomless cliff. She couldn't cope with the pain and wanted to end everything all at once.
A faint whimper escaped her lips.
'Will I die a gruesome death if I jump from here?'
Cathy took deep breaths. "Don't think about anything and just jump, Cathy. It's the only way to escape from this torture."
Her heart leaped to her throat when she looked down.
'This cliff is higher than I imagined. What if I don't die but end up breaking a couple of bones? I will have to spend the rest of my life in a wheelchair. I have no one to take care of me; my life would turn into hell. It would be worse than this heartbreak.' Cathy shuddered at the thought. Her heart wavered; she was desperate to get rid of the pain. However, dying wasn't easy either. She wasn't brave enough to end her life.
A shiver ran down Cathy's spine; her feet trembled.
"What do I do? Do I jump or not?
God! I'm pathetic." She broke into a fit of sobs again.
A gust of cold wind caressed Cathy's cheek. She pictured herself in a wheelchair, living with a disability. It seemed like a gruesome ending to her already miserable life.
"No, I won't jump!"
Her heart flipped as a sudden thought occurred in her mind. 'Why do I have to die when none of this is my fault? Those two would live happily without me. Why do I have to punish myself for their mistakes?'
She was shattered. She didn't know how to cope with the heartbreak and the inexplicable feelings that were consuming her. But she understood that dying wouldn't do her any good.
Cathy shook her head and turned on her heels to leave.
However, the incessant sound of horns caught her attention.
She froze on the spot as a blinding ray of light blurred her vision. She squeezed her eyes shut and opened again.
The light grew brighter, so Cathy stretched her arms to diffuse the strong beam that was hitting her face.
Before she realized what was happening, she saw a luxury car racing towards her.
Everything was happening too fast.
Her eyes widened with shock as Cathy tried to move away. A loud crash resonated across the silent hills.
Cathy let out a piercing scream as darkness enveloped her. She felt her body sink to the ground.
Her eyes involuntarily closed
as Cathy began to lose consciousness.
"God, I don't want to die.
Please help me. Please...'' she mumbled over and over again.
As if God had listened to her prayers, the night sky lit up.
Cathy slowly opened her eyes.
She saw a hazy figure like an angel drifting towards her.
A smile stretched across her lips. The pain in her body began to gradually subside.
--
"Mrs. Mu, wake up!"
Cathy woke up to a faint voice ringing in her ears.
The muffled voices and sobs grew louder.
Cathy's head began to throb as the noise stirred her tranquility.
She opened her eyes slowly.
"Mrs. Mu, are you awake?"
cried the sweet voice of a woman. She grabbed Cathy's hand.
"Who is it?" Cathy knitted her brows and raked her eyes across the strange place.
Her voice was raspy and every bone in her body seemed to hurt as if she had been hit by a car. That was when it dawned on her.
The events of the painful night flashed in her mind. 'The car hit me and ran me off the cliff!'
She gazed around the unfamiliar place with wide eyes, wondering where she was. 'Gosh! Am I alive? Is this hell or heaven?'
The grasp on her hand tightened.
Cathy felt pain and yelled, "Ouch! Let go of me!"
"You are awake, Mrs. Mu. That's great! I'll inform Mr. Mu right away."
"Mr. Mu? Who is he?" asked Cathy.
"Eh?" The fat girl frowned. "Mr. Mu! Who else?"
"Mr. Mu?" Cathy knitted her brows in confusion. "Who is Mr. Mu?"
"Seriously?" The fat girl's jaw dropped in shock. "Mrs. Mu, don't you know Mr. Mu? What happened to you? Are you all right?"
Fear and confusion wracked Cathy's nerves. 'Who is Mr. Mu?
Do I know him?' She examined the place and realized that she had never been here before.
"Where am I?" Cathy was surprised to hear her own voice. It somehow seemed sweeter than ever.
The fat girl eyed her with concern. "Mrs. Mu, you're at the hospital. You have been here for almost two weeks. We were all worried about you."
"Hospital? I have been here for two weeks? You mean... I'm still alive?" Cathy struggled to sit up, but her body was limp. The fat girl quickly lunged forward and held her.
"Of course, you're still alive. I'm Bliss, remember?"
Cathy smiled in return. 'Bliss! What a beautiful name. It suits the girl's charming face. But...'
A crazy night started the gear of their fate. The first time she met him, her heart skipped a beat. However, he was no other than the man who was going to marry her sister. She drowned her sorrow in alcohol and spent a wild night with him. As a result, she became his bride. She thought she would live like a princess of every fairy tale, but what she gained in this marriage was only his hatred. Failing to take the sadness anymore, she gave up and left away. The time she met him again, where would their story go?
On the day of their wedding anniversary, Joshua's mistress drugged Alicia, and she ended up in a stranger's bed. In one night, Alicia lost her innocence, while Joshua's mistress carried his child in her womb. Heartbroken and humiliated, Alicia demanded a divorce, but Joshua saw it as yet another tantrum. When they finally parted ways, she went on to become a renowned artist, sought out and admired by everyone. Consumed by regret, Joshua darkened her doorstep in hopes of reconciliation, only to find her in the arms of a powerful tycoon. "Say hello to your sister-in-law."
"You're a creepy bastard." His eyes smolder me and his answering grin is nothing short of beautiful. Deadly. "Yet you hunger for me. Tell me, this appetite of yours, does it always tend toward 'creepy bastards'?" **** Widower and ex-boss to the Mafia, Zefiro Della Rocca, has an unhealthy fixation on the woman nextdoor. It began as a coincidence, growing into mere curiosity, and soon, it was an itch he couldn't ignore, like a quick fix of crack for an addict. He didn't know her name, but he knew every inch of her skin, how it flushed when she climaxed, her favourite novel and that every night she contemplated suicide. He didn't want to care, despising his rapt fascination of the woman. She was in love with her abusive husband. She was married, bound by a contract to the Bratva's hitman. She was off-limits. But when Zefiro wanted something, it was with an intensity that bordered on madness. He obsessed, possessed, owned. There'd be bloodshed if he touched her, but the sight of blood always did fascinate him. * When Susanna flees from her husband, she stumbles right into the arms of her devilishly handsome neighbour with a brooding glare. He couldn't stand her, but she needed him, if she was ever going to escape her husband who now wanted her dead. Better the devil you know than the angel you don't. She should have recalled that before hopping into Zefiro's car and letting him whisk her away to Italy. Maybe then, she wouldn't have started an affair with him. He was the only man who touched her right, and the crazy man took no small pains in ensuring he would be the last.
After hiding her true identity throughout her three-year marriage to Colton, Allison had committed wholeheartedly, only to find herself neglected and pushed toward divorce. Disheartened, she set out to rediscover her true self-a talented perfumer, the mastermind of a famous intelligence agency, and the heir to a secret hacker network. Realizing his mistakes, Colton expressed his regret. "I know I messed up. Please, give me another chance." Yet, Kellan, a once-disabled tycoon, stood up from his wheelchair, took Allison's hand, and scoffed dismissively, "You think she'll take you back? Dream on."
Anabel found out she was pregnant and dialed her husband's number to share the good news to him. They have been married for two years without a child. Desmond's mother had been accusing her of being barren and unproductive. When the call was picked, she was flabbergasted and broken. She was hearing a loud moan of feminine voice. "Ohh! Yeah! Don't stop fucking me! Fuck me harder baby!" accompanied with sound of skins slapping against the other. She went home to confront her husband and end up receiving a divorce paper. Desmond divorced him for a lady his mother was rooting. Few months later when he found out that his ex-wife is a billionaire heiress and she is pregnant with twins, he went crazy!
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."
As a simple assistant, messaging the CEO in the dead of night to request shares of adult films was a bold move. Bethany, unsurprisingly, didn't receive any films. However, the CEO responded that, while he had no films to share, he could offer a live demonstration. After a night filled with passion, Bethany was certain she'd lose her job. But instead, her boss proposed, "Marry me. Please consider it." "Mr. Bates, you're kidding me, right?"