Novels

There was a fire at home. As a firefighter, my husband was the first to rescue our son and the kitten from his first love. In a rush to calm his panicked first love, he hurried out. When the other firefighters asked if anyone else was still inside, our son glanced in my direction and shook his head. "There's no one else." Later, I was rescued, but in critical condition. My son waited outside my hospital room, his face full of regret. "Why didn't you just die in there? If you'd died, Cece could be my mom."

On the day I found out I was pregnant, my husband's god-sister, Elara, posted a picture of her pregnant belly on social media. “As long as you're loved, you can still be a beautiful girl even when you're pregnant!” In the photo, she was wearing only lace lingerie, leaning against a man while taking a selfie. The man's distinct hand rested on her smooth pregnant belly. On his ring finger was a ring identical to the one on my hand.

Giovanna, you're naturally fertile. I seem to have set up a competition between you and Jocelynn, but in truth, she's already passing the throne to you.

As we were about to exchange rings, a woman burst through the door, leading a child by the hand. With tears in her eyes, she cried out, "Are you really going to abandon us, your own flesh and blood?"

"I was in the hospital after a car wreck. Suddenly, I got this mischievous idea to mess with my boyfriend. ""Who are you?"" I almost burst out laughing when I saw Liam freeze up. But then Liam points right at his best bud, Ace, and says, ""I'm just a friend. He's your boyfriend, Ace."" My face just went stiff. Ace steps right up and says, ""Yeah, I'm your boyfriend."" I forced a smile. ""Then take me home."""

"\"Then let's go back. I want to see who dares to give Mrs. Jiang a hard time.\"\nJust as we reached the living room door, I sensed an unusual atmosphere inside.\nAs soon as we entered, a cup shattered at my feet."

During my post-abortion checkup, Adrian once again made an excuse to suddenly leave. This had become a familiar occurrence, so I was used to it. I had to admit that I was stung with a sense of abandonment at first, but slowly, I no longer cared. I took the medicine after the checkup and went back by myself. As I made my way home, I could not shake the feeling of loneliness that seemed to echo within me. I opened Twitter once I arrived, and saw someone named Lovely One tagged Adrian in a post. It read, [Just had a sore throat, but he insisted on dragging me to the hospital and has been accompanying me since. After all this time, you're still the best!] I did not bother to ask Adrian why he kept lying to me, nor did I lose my temper like I used to. Looking back, I should have felt betrayed and confronted him, but it just felt like another exhausting chore, another hurdle in a race I no longer cared to win. Later, he took this Lovely One to the company's team building event, and I received intimate photos of them. Was I angry? No. On a different occasion, I ran into him holding Lovely One's child on the street, looking like a family of three. I had to admit that I was surprised to find myself smiling calmly and said, "The child needs a father figure. You should spend more time with them, Adrian." Adrian, however, grabbed me in a panic and asked anxiously, "Madeline, why don't you care at all?"

It was my boyfriend's birthday party. His ex-girlfriend showed up wearing the exact same white chiffon dress as me. One of his friends suggested playing a blindfolded game to liven up the atmosphere - the "find your wife" game. With his eyes blindfolded, my boyfriend walked straight over to his ex-girlfriend, embracing her waist and kissing her passionately. The atmosphere in the room became awkwardly silent. Everyone stared in shock, not expecting the game to go so wrong. To everyone's surprise, I started clapping and stepped off the stage, cuing up a nostalgic love song about missing an ex - "I Still Miss You."

If he knew that all his gentleness during that time was directed at a strange woman, what would he think?\nFeel hurt, disgusted?\nI clenched my fingers, my chest feeling stuffy.\n