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Meme Evan Afton

Revendiquant Mon Mari PDG Possessif

La rumeur voulait que Xaviera Evans ait une constitution faible — une beauté maladive. La rumeur voulait qu'elle dépense une fortune chaque jour en médicaments — en les dévorant comme des bonbons. La rumeur voulait que chaque jour, dix serviteurs attendaient à son chevet — une charge pour tout le monde. Ils attendaient tous que la famille Evans jette Xaviera Evans de retour à la campagne et la laisse se débrouiller seule. Xaviera Evans : "On dit partout que je suis faible et incapable de prendre soin de moi. Apparemment, je dépense aussi de l'argent de manière inconsidérée." Elle regardait sa chemise en loques et était exaspérée. Xaviera Evans : “On veut dire que cette riche famille laisse leur fille porter des vêtements en lambeaux tous les jours ?” La fille riche de la famille Evans ? Elle en avait assez ! Elle ne le serait plus ! Alors... Le sale type : "Sans la famille Evans, tu n'es rien." Xaviera Evans : "Si je suis expulsée de la famille Evans, je suis fichue." La sale fille : "Sœur, ne sois pas trop déçue. Tant que tu travailles dur, on te fera des éloges un jour.” Xaviera Evans : "Tais-toi, je ne connais pas un traître comme toi." Le sale type et la fille : "???" La rumeur voulait que le plus jeune fils de la famille Mamet, Caleb Mamet, ait imprudemment marié une femme qui n'avait que des apparences. Xaviera Evans : "Quelqu'un me méprise-t-il ?" Un jour, Xaviera Evans a vu l'un des employés de Caleb Mamet se creusant la tête sur une série de nombres à l'écran de l'ordinateur. Comme elle était libre, elle lui a donné un coup de main. A-t-elle tout simplement piraté le pare-feu créé par les efforts conjugués des meilleurs pirates informatiques de l'élite ?! Caleb Mamet s'est rapproché pas à pas. "Xaviera, que me caches-tu encore ? Hmm ?" Xaviera Evans : "Oh, non ! Je me sens encore prise de vertiges ! Je suis si faible. Ce corps est tout simplement trop faible !"
Qiaoqiao · 1.1M Views

The Mistress Is Reborn As The Fiancée

The jeers followed her like a persistent shadow. "Murderer!" the crowd screamed, their faces contorted in a grotesque parody of the adoration she once commanded. Just months ago, they had screamed her name, their voices a deafening roar as she shimmied across the stage, a beacon of light and pop perfection. Now, their cheers had morphed into venomous hisses, their eyes burning with a hatred that chilled her to the bone. Noelle clutched her lawyer's arm, his face a mask of grim determination. The cameras flashed, capturing her every move, every tremor of fear. The headlines screamed: "Pop Princess Plummets: Noelle Accused of Murder." The irony wasn't lost on her. Her life, once a carefully constructed fairytale of fame and fortune, had become a grotesque tragedy. The trial was a circus. The whispers, the sneers, the relentless scrutiny – it was a constant assault on her senses. Her once loyal fans, the ones who'd plastered her face on their bedroom walls, now reveled in her downfall. They devoured every salacious detail, every whispered accusation, every tear she dared to shed. The verdict was a foregone conclusion. Guilty. Noelle watched the judge pronounce the sentence, her mind a whirlwind of disbelief and despair. Death by lethal injection. ‘At least they did not give me the electric chair’ she thought to herself in a poor attempt at humor. * Months later, a solitary figure knelt at her grave, the wind whipping at his hair. Rain lashed down, mirroring the tears that streamed down his face. "I'm sorry, Areum," he sobbed, his voice hoarse with grief. "I'm so sorry I was too late." He clutched a single, wilted rose, its petals stained crimson, a poignant reminder of the life that had been brutally extinguished. * Noelle is a bright star who has the world at her feet, she feels no guilt about being the other woman coming between a husband and his wife. After all, Evan had been in love with her since they were teenagers. The only reason he married Ma-Ri was because his family demanded it, if he had a choice he would surely have picked her… When she gets wrongfully accused of murdering Ma-Ri, she loses everything and is sentenced to death, everyone including Evan turn against her and she is left to die a miserable death. She is reborn and this time she faces the humiliation of being the woman who is being cheated on. She is determined to end the cycle and not let the future she had seen come to pass, she decides to step out of the picture and focus on her career. In doing so, everything changes, Evan clings to her and refuses to let her go, a mysterious stranger who has been studying her also steps in and decides to fight for a chance to be with her.
SukieWrites · 13.4K Views

How To Fall In Love With Eyes

Yeon-Jun Shin works as a talented barista at a cozy coffee shop nestled in a bustling neighborhood. His life has been shaped by a challenging reality—he lives with selective mutism, a condition that emerged from the deep-rooted trauma he faced during his childhood. After enduring significant hardships, Yeon-Jun was fortunate to be adopted by the father of Sung-Hoon Cha, the ambitious young entrepreneur who owns the coffee shop where he now flourishes. Despite his struggles, Yeon-Jun has quietly become a beloved figure among the patrons, drawing them in with his exceptional brewing skills and strikingly good looks. However, Yeon-Jun's tranquil existence is disrupted when he crosses paths with Woo-San Kim, a man of considerable wealth and influence. Woo-San hails from an illustrious lineage, being an eighth-generation chaebol, and currently holds a prestigious position in the media sector. Despite his high status and the expectations that come with it, he harbors a simple yet profound passion—he relishes the experience of sipping a perfectly crafted coffee at his favorite local café. More than just the coffee itself, he finds himself inexplicably drawn to Yeon-Jun, the enigmatic barista who serves him. Though they share many moments in the coffee shop, their interactions remain silent, marked only by Woo-San's lingering gaze fixated on Yeon-Jun behind the counter. Something about Yeon-Jun captivates him—perhaps it’s the way his eyes light up while expertly preparing a latte or the serene aura he projects amid the café's lively atmosphere. However, this budding connection takes an unexpected turn when Woo-San's grandfather, intent on preserving the family's honorable legacy, imposes an arranged marriage upon him. Caught in an emotional whirlwind, Woo-San faces a profound dilemma: should he regard the weight of familial duty and embrace a life scripted by tradition, or follow the uncharted path that his heart seems to beckon him toward—toward Yeon-Jun? As each day unfolds, he must navigate the complexities of obligation and desire, weighing his grandfather's demands against the quiet yet stirring bond he has formed with the barista. In a world governed by riches and expectations, what choice will Woo-San ultimately make? But there is also something else that connects them all together. Something that cannot be abandoned, neither by Yeon-Jun nor by Woo-San, but they're hiding it from each other. Will they become vulnerable enough to share it, or will a passion to reveal this secret destroy everything between them?
Evan_Jason · 2.5K Views
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