La Propriété Du Mafieux

After the flash marriage took place, he said, "Be a good Mrs. Huo as told." He made rules for her, as if he abhorred her and found her repulsive. What she didn't expect was that he took care of it when she was in trouble, got even for her when she was wronged, and said he was there for her when she was sad. When she came back from abroad with a son, he questioned her with bloodshot eyes, waving a paternity test result. "Who's the father?" She smiled prettily. "Mr. Huo, what if I told you that it's not you? Would you want a divorce?" He said in his domineering manner, "A divorce? In your dreams!"

At the very beginning, he had said to her, "Wanwan, I shall fill your days with joy and happiness." Later on, he had said, "Ye Wanwan, why don't you go to hell?" As she stood upon the edge of a cliff and looked down into the abyss below, a serene expression settled on her face as she whispered helplessly, "It seems that after everything we've been through, we won't be growing old together after all, my dear Qing." At the moment of her death, however, he felt a twinge of pain in his heart. To whom would his love belong henceforth?

At the very beginning, he had said to her, "Wanwan, I shall fill your days with joy and happiness." Later on, he had said, "Ye Wanwan, why don't you go to hell?" As she stood upon the edge of a cliff and looked down into the abyss below, a serene expression settled on her face as she whispered helplessly, "It seems that after everything we've been through, we won't be growing old together after all, my dear Qing." At the moment of her death, however, he felt a twinge of pain in his heart. To whom would his love belong henceforth?

Having found herself caught in a web of conspiracy, the countryside girl was forced to return to the city. She was to be his replacement bride - a union meant to atone for his life’s misfortunes.Hideous and ungifted in the medical field? Watch out... she is going to heal the sickly and work marvels, in stunning and ravishing fashion too!She embarrassed several socialites, who ran whining to him about her, “Mr. Hank!…”Hold on... her ailing husband was actually a supreme magnate! She flung herself, clinging to him. “Hubby, aren’t you sick with one foot in the grave?”

Having found herself caught in a web of conspiracy, the countryside girl was forced to return to the city. She was to be his replacement bride - a union meant to atone for his life’s misfortunes.Hideous and ungifted in the medical field? Watch out... she is going to heal the sickly and work marvels, in stunning and ravishing fashion too!She embarrassed several socialites, who ran whining to him about her, “Mr. Hank!…”Hold on... her ailing husband was actually a supreme magnate! She flung herself, clinging to him. “Hubby, aren’t you sick with one foot in the grave?”

Having found herself caught in a web of conspiracy, the countryside girl was forced to return to the city. She was to be his replacement bride - a union meant to atone for his life’s misfortunes.Hideous and ungifted in the medical field? Watch out... she is going to heal the sickly and work marvels, in stunning and ravishing fashion too!She embarrassed several socialites, who ran whining to him about her, “Mr. Hank!…”Hold on... her ailing husband was actually a supreme magnate! She flung herself, clinging to him. “Hubby, aren’t you sick with one foot in the grave?”

In their five-year marriage, Sienna Morgan did not manage to get Ian Lipp to fall in love with her. After learning that she was terminally ill, she begged for just 10 months more. "I can divorce you in 10 months. Please don't hate me." "What tricks are you playing?" "I'm tired, I want to be freed." The young, innocent love had withered. Sienna had loved Ian for 13 years, but Ian gave all his love to another. When she was tortured by an unexpected illness, Ian wanted to divorce her. "Ian, can you wait a while more?" "Sienna, don't be obstinate." In Ian's world, Sienna was a constraint; but without her, it was as if his heart had been lost. When all of his memories came back to him, Ian realized that the person he had loved all along was Sienna. Sienna died on the operating table, leaving their child behind. "I'm tired. I can't afford to love you. May we never meet again in the next life—you're set free, and I'm set free. We'll never owe each other anything from now on!"

In their five-year marriage, Sienna Morgan did not manage to get Ian Lipp to fall in love with her. After learning that she was terminally ill, she begged for just 10 months more. "I can divorce you in 10 months. Please don't hate me." "What tricks are you playing?" "I'm tired, I want to be freed." The young, innocent love had withered. Sienna had loved Ian for 13 years, but Ian gave all his love to another. When she was tortured by an unexpected illness, Ian wanted to divorce her. "Ian, can you wait a while more?" "Sienna, don't be obstinate." In Ian's world, Sienna was a constraint; but without her, it was as if his heart had been lost. When all of his memories came back to him, Ian realized that the person he had loved all along was Sienna. Sienna died on the operating table, leaving their child behind. "I'm tired. I can't afford to love you. May we never meet again in the next life—you're set free, and I'm set free. We'll never owe each other anything from now on!"

Gu Qingmang didn't know what she had until she lost it. Lu Yanmu's cold exterior belied an overwhelming passion, and it was only as she lay dying that she realized how he was the only one whose love for her was true. Now that she has experienced death and returned to the past, she'll atone for all her mistakes. She'll make those who hurt her pay and never let go of this man again...

Gu Qingmang didn't know what she had until she lost it. Lu Yanmu's cold exterior belied an overwhelming passion, and it was only as she lay dying that she realized how he was the only one whose love for her was true. Now that she has experienced death and returned to the past, she'll atone for all her mistakes. She'll make those who hurt her pay and never let go of this man again...