She had never expected that the man she loved would sell her to a stranger for money. However, she knew nothing about it. She thought she gave her everything to him and the baby she carried was also his. The day she gave birth to the baby, she didn't have a look at her son but learn the news that he died. Years later, a little boy took her back home and hired her to be his mommey.
Elise Ye felt hot.
She felt like she was being scorched by the sun, like all the water in her body had been evaporated.
With beads of sweat running down her forehead, she got closer to the man on top of her to cool down. A few moans later, she heaved and let out a gasp.
And then, with a heavy groan, a soft and comforting pain spread out through her entire body.
She hugged the man tightly and blurted, "Victor, I love you."
The dim light didn't let her notice the man's raised eyebrows.
Nine months later
"Relax! And then just inhale and exhale! Yes! You're almost there! Push!"
Elise clutched the sheets on the cold operating table as a doctor of the First Hospital of Y City encouraged her. She was sweating profusely. A severe pain ran through her body and she involuntary grabbed the arm of the person beside her.
It was unbearable. She was about to faint. She hadn't expected the delivery to hurt this much.
"Elise, come on! Push!"
Although she was in a confused state of mind, Elise recognized the gentle and anxious voice of her husband.
"Victor..."
She must hold on. This was their child, born out of love. She had to be strong.
"Elise, I'm here!"
Victor Chi held her hand anxiously, trying to give her strength. This child was important to him and he couldn't let anything go wrong.
Noticing the concern in Victor's eyes, Elise felt much better. She was exhausted, but she tried to summon up whatever courage she had left. Then she heard a loud cry and the doctor exclaimed.
"Yes! You've done it! It's a boy! Congratulations!"
Elise was almost on the verge of passing out. Upon hearing that, she murmured softly, "That's great, Victor...."
She had done it. She could rest now.
After taking the baby from the doctor, Victor looked at Elise with mixed feelings. He seemed hesitant. After a while, he finally made up his mind.
"The child is dead."
"What did you say, Mr. Chi?" The doctor was stunned. The baby was completely fine. Why was Victor declaring him as a stillborn?
"I said that the baby is dead!"
Victor responded coldly and put an envelope along with a check in front of the doctor.
The doctor dubiously opened the envelope. His face instantly turned pale and his hands began to tremble.
By the time he looked up, Victor had already left with the baby.
"Is it a boy?"
As soon as Victor came out of the delivery room, a man with a cigarette between his lips approached him. Throwing the cigarette away, he pulled off the blanket and looked at the baby. He seemed delighted to notice it was a boy.
"Great! You'll have fifty million dollars!" He reached out to hold the baby. Victor dodged.
"Wait!"
"Are you regretting your decision?" The man frowned and then sneered. "Do you want to keep him now? Don't forget that he is not your child!"
Victor was stunned. But the man was right.
This was not his child.
Nine months ago, his company had been on the brink of bankruptcy. He was in urgent need of funds but no one would help. This man had approached him and offered him a ridiculous sum for a simple favor. Someone else needed a woman to deliver his baby.
The only condition was that the woman had to be a virgin.
Victor had no choice at the time, so he had thought of his girlfriend, Elise. After proposing to her that same day, he had taken her to a hotel room.
However, he hadn't been in the room with her.
The child wasn't his. Victor came to the present and handed the child over without hesitation.
"Good! Otherwise, you will be bankrupt!" The man was about to leave, but Victor stopped him.
"Don't tell anyone about this."
Victor couldn't risk exposure.
"Don't worry, my mouth is shut. I will disappear as soon as the money is transferred. Now hurry up! Your mother is coming."
Victor immediately loosened his grip, and the man ran towards the VIP area with the child in his arms.
In the VIP area, another woman was giving birth.
Her ward was besieged by bodyguards, and several doctors kept coming in and out. They were all grim-faced. It looked like things weren't going well.
After a while, a nurse rolled a medical cart into the ward. After a while, they heard a baby's cry.
The birth had been successful.
The people outside heaved a sigh of relief.
Three years ago, Cecilia was left battered and alone by the man she loved most, Alston, yet she bravely completed the wedding ceremony while pregnant. Three years later, although they were married, they grew apart over time. Cecilia focused on her career, no longer foolishly believing in love. But her transformation instantly threw Alston into a panic... And what is the secret from 11 years ago that Cecilia has always been reluctant to reveal? *** "She went to a law firm, met with a lawyer..." A lawyer? Is Cecilia suing someone? Who? Is there any recent litigation against the company? Alston suddenly chuckled coldly, "Who could she sue? I'm the CEO of this company. How come such a matter doesn't come to me first?" The assistant swallowed nervously, speaking softly, "Sir, there's no litigation against the company. She met with... a divorce lawyer."
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.
My boyfriend called, "Baby!" as he jumped out of bed and scrambled to pull his pants off the ground. "Please, I can explain my love." Shutting my eyes, I inhaled deeply and tried not to cry when I realized that my dream of the man not being my boyfriend had been dashed. "What?" I asked, "What do you want to explain?" How did you lie about having a business meeting while you were in bed enjoying yourself with my best friend, even though I told you I was in serious pain, is that it?" I stood there, my heart pounding, and tears streaming down my face...
Rosalynn's marriage to Brian wasn't what she envisioned it to be. Her husband, Brian, barely came home. He avoided her like a plague. Worse still, he was always in the news for dating numerous celebrities. Rosalynn persevered until she couldn't take it anymore. She upped and left after filing for a divorce. Everything changed days later. Brian took interest in a designer that worked for his company anonymously. From her profile, he could tell that she was brilliant and dazzling. He pulled the stops to find out her true identity. Little did he know that he was going to receive the greatest shocker of his life. Brian bit his finger with regret when he recalled his past actions and the woman he foolishly let go.
For as long as Emily can remember, she has wanted to overcome her shyness and explore her sexuality. Still, everything changes when she receives an invitation to visit one of the town's most prestigious BDSM clubs, DESIRE'S DEN. On the day she chose to peruse the club, she noticed three men, all dressed in suits, standing on the upper level, near the railing. Despite her limited vision, she persisted in fixating on them. Their towering statues belied the toned bodies concealed by their sharply tailored suits-or so she could tell. The hair of two of them was short and dark, and the third had light brown-possibly blond-hair that reached the shoulders. The dark, crimson background incised their figures, exuding an air of mystery and strength. They stood in stark contrast to the unfiltered, primal energy that pulsed through the club. Shocked by the desires these men aroused in her, she was disappointed to learn that they were masters seeking a slave to divide and conquer. She couldn't afford the fee, and she also realized that they were outside her league. Emily hurriedly left the club, feeling disappointed and depressed, unaware that she had also caught the group's attention. A world of wicked pleasure, three handsome men. Over the years, they have lived a life of decadence, their lavish lair serving as a stage for their most sinister desires. But despite the unending parade of willing subjects, one woman sticks out. A mysterious stranger with white porcelain skin and a killer body, a slave, a name with no address, the first lady to attract their eye and they will go to any length to obtain her no matter the consequences.
Belinda thought after divorce, they would part ways for good - he could live his life on his own terms, while she could indulge in the rest of hers. However, fate had other plans in store. "My darling, I was wrong. Would you please come back to me?" The man, whom she once loved deeply, lowered his once proud head humbly. "I beg you to return to me." Belinda coldly pushed away the bouquet of flowers he had offered her and coolly replied, "It's too late. The bridge has been burned, and the ashes have long since scattered to the wind!"