After leaving the civil affairs bureau, Vivienne Hartwell got the divorce certificate, turned around, and walked away without so much as a word. Her ex-husband stood rooted to the spot, laughing in exasperation as he watched her resolute retreat, and called out to her several times. But she didn't even look back. She even broke into a jog, as though a dog were chasing her. Throughout their three-year marriage alliance, no matter how coldly Sebastian Aldridge treated her, Vivienne Hartwell always met him with a smile and took devoted, dutiful care of him. All because she had begged for this marriage herself. She had tried to chip away, bit by bit, at the impenetrable walls around his heart. In the end, she discovered that someone else had occupied the heart behind those impenetrable walls. At a banquet, he openly carried away the woman he adored, leaving her there like a clown. She didn't make a scene. Instead, she went home, packed her bags, left the divorce agreement behind, and took off with the bedsheets that very night. They said she was a canary kept by someone else. Vivienne Hartwell refused to accept that fate, earning a place in an overseas study program through sheer ability. The moment the divorce certificate was in hand, she quietly flew abroad. The usually pampered and arrogant man finally couldn't sit still. He rushed after her without stopping, only to unexpectedly see her dancing with her older male cousin at a banquet.

Evelyn Hartley Orphaned and alone, she was the only recommended student admitted to Jing University. That was true in her previous life, and it was true in this one as well. In her previous life, she died a horrible death in a conspiracy. Only after her death did she realize that there had been a man who loved her with such humility! Given a second chance at life, she would not only put those vile women in their place and learn to identify scumbag men—she would also make herself shine and make a difference. Little did she know! Victor Harlow: Evelyn, do I look handsome? Evelyn Hartley: Handsome! Victor Harlow: Evelyn , focus on your studies. No dating at Jing University! Evelyn Hartley: Okay! Then how about dating you? Victor Harlow: I'd be delighted!

To raise the orphan of a fallen hero, Clara Mercer was abandoned by her biological parents in the countryside of western Hunan as a child, becoming the unwanted extra child in the family. After her relatives in the countryside passed away, she was brought back to an unfamiliar military compound. Her mother, clearly favoring her younger sister, immediately scolded her: “Your sister is frail, so you must give in to her in everything.” Her stern father warned her with a cold expression: “The compound is nothing like the countryside. Keep your head down and follow the rules.” The adopted daughter, pampered by everyone, appeared gentle and pitiful, but secretly spread rumors everywhere, took the familial affection that should have been hers, and even tried to steal away the person who had once captured her heart. Clara Mercer devoted herself to preparing for the college entrance examination, hoping to leave this suffocating family as soon as possible. But then circumstances changed, and her path to the college entrance examination was abruptly cut short. Cornered with nowhere to turn, she found another way forward. With a space containing a spirit spring at her disposal, she mastered superb medical skills. Incurable ailments? One prick of a silver needle, and the pain vanished. A senior officer gravely wounded and unable to recover? She stepped in and worked a miraculous cure. When the adopted daughter pretended to cry, played the victim, and sought sympathy, Clara Mercer merely replied, “If you’re sick, you need treatment.” The person who had once captured her heart frowned and advised her, “Clara, can’t you be a little kinder?” Yet the steely, stern commander Frederick Jennings reached out to her when everyone else questioned her: “Doctor Mercer, I place my life in your hands.”

【Apocalypse Powerhouse Transmigrates to Ancient Times｜Spirit-Farmland Space｜Fleeing Famine amid Disasters｜Survival in Wartime｜Multiple Male Leads and a Romantic Battlefield｜Feel-Good Retirement Story】 The apocalypse powerhouse Lyra Ashwood was a battle-hardened veteran, but in the end, she was betrayed by her teammates and death amid a horde of zombies. Upon being reborn, she found herself in the body of a despised, lowly concubine in an ancient marquis's household. She was subjected to the ultimate humiliation right from the start! A disgraceful divorce edict was slammed into her face, while the aloof marquis stood silhouetted against the light and spoke each word with icy disdain: “The Ashwood woman committed adultery with another man and should be beaten to death. I shall spare your life, but you are to be expelled from the marquis's residence and demoted to slave status.” Before she could even steady herself, a snobbish old matron publicly cursed and beat her, kicking her out of the marquis's residence in disgrace and subjecting her to every undeserved humiliation. Lyra Ashwood was left speechless, unable to utter a word; the original owner had been weak and servile, trapped in a miserable situation. Fortunately, her trump card—the portable spirit-farmland space—had crossed over with her. It was stocked with every kind of grain and supply in abundance, enough to sustain her and keep her secure. She returned to her family of origin, facing the desperate reality of a household with nothing but bare walls: Three dilapidated thatched rooms were crammed with more than a dozen people. Her family wore rags and went hungry, eking out a bleak and impoverished existence. She had intended to quietly support her family, shed the violence of her apocalyptic past, and enjoy a leisurely, peaceful retirement in ancient times. But Heaven had other plans, and disaster struck without warning! Drought, floods, and plague ravaged the land one after another, ushering in an age of chaos. The people were driven from their homes, forced to flee in search of food and struggle for survival, while the human world descended into hell. Fortunately, she had prepared long in advance. Her space was packed with vast quantities of grain, firearms, and spirit-spring supplies, giving her ample confidence. On the road fleeing famine, while everyone else gnawed tree bark, ate grass roots, and struggled to survive, she alone enjoyed fine food and lived in comfort; When the plague raged and claimed lives, she relied on the spirit spring in her space to dispel poison, protect herself, and keep her entire family safe; When war erupted everywhere and the barbarians burned, killed, and pillaged, she wielded firearms to sweep away the villains and protect the peace of the region. What should have been a solitary path to a carefree retirement instead unexpectedly attracted a host of top-tier power players. Her aloof and heartless ex-husband, the marquis; the bewitchingly handsome regent who held power over the entire court; and the possessive, unhinged, puppy-like young man all stopped in their tracks for her and became crazily entangled with her. Surrounded on all sides by them, Lyra Ashwood rubbed her forehead helplessly. “Don’t cling to me. I really only want to live out my days peacefully in this chaotic world. I’m not looking for love!”

"No wolf. No family. Harmless. Useful. The second I am done with her, the Luna title is yours." Eira Crawford heard those words through her husband's office door. For four years, she had been Sebastian Hale's hidden mate. She managed his household, entertained his relatives, cleaned up his messes, and lived on the three thousand dollars he gave her each month like charity. Even buying a new coat required an explanation. But for his first love, he casually prepared three hundred thousand dollars in research funding. To Sebastian, Eira was nothing more than a wolfless Omega from an orphanage. A quiet, obedient wife with no pack, no power, and no value beyond being useful. He had never introduced her publicly as his Luna. His family treated her like a servant. His sweetheart mocked her as a woman who could only survive by clinging to an Alpha. So Eira stopped crying. She recorded the affair, filed for mate dissolution, and placed the divorce papers in front of Sebastian. Even then, he thought she was throwing a tantrum. He signed without hesitation, certain she would come crawling back once she realized no one else would want a discarded, wolfless Omega. He was wrong. The woman he left at home washing dishes was a Stanford-trained electrical engineer. The "useless" wife he ignored was the hidden chief engineer behind a national self-developed chip project. Her movements were classified. Her disappearance could alert the federal authorities. Her name, once revealed, was enough to shake the entire scientific community. And Sebastian knew nothing. After walking out of his house with nothing but her freedom, Eira crossed paths with Killian Sterling, the coldest and most powerful Alpha in the north. He did not know her name yet, but his wolf recognized something in her that everyone else had missed. Meanwhile, Sebastian finally realized that Eira was not bluffing. He searched the entire city like a madman. For the first time in four years, he publicly called her his wife. He demanded she return. He begged for another chance. But by then, Eira was no longer waiting in his house. She was seated at the Sterling Pack's dinner table, dressed with quiet confidence, while the most feared Alpha in North America stood beside her. In front of everyone, Killian Sterling placed his hand at her back and said coldly, "Eira is not anyone's discarded Omega." "She is my Luna."

Celeste Thornton had been married to her ex-husband for ten years, loving him wholeheartedly for a full decade, only to finally see the truth clearly in the end. Her husband had never held her in his heart—his eyes were filled only with his late cousin. To vent anger for his white moonlight and avenge her death, her ex-husband had deceived Celeste Thornton year after year into taking abortion medicine, causing her to suffer seven consecutive miscarriages that completely destroyed her chance at motherhood, leaving her to live in agony for life. Reborn in an instant, she returned to the day of that fatal accident ten years ago. Her equally reborn ex-husband showed not a shred of guilt, rushing without hesitation to save his white moonlight while watching coldly as Celeste Thornton fell into danger and was left to fend for herself. Celeste Thornton's heart turned completely cold. She laughed coldly and let go: "Since you don't cherish me and won't marry me, then I'll simply marry someone else. In this lifetime, I will make you kneel in regret and beg me to turn back!" She turned her gaze toward the rumored aloof, abstinent, unapproachable top-tier tycoon—Maxwell Shelton. Thirteen years separated them. Everyone said Maxwell Shelton possessed an intimidating presence and overwhelming power, with only one flaw: due to his physical condition, he would remain childless forever with no one to see him off. No one expected that Celeste Thornton, possessing peerless medical skills and an extremely fertile constitution, would become his sole exception. After marriage, the once coldly detached and indifferent tycoon completely lost control, doting on her alone to the bone. The scum ex-husband thought he had shaken off dead weight and waited smugly for his white moonlight's happy ending—only to turn around and see: Celeste Thornton sporting a pregnant belly, standing gloriously on the highest podium with triplets from one pregnancy, achieving both fame and fortune amid universal envy. He instantly broke down completely mentally shattered. He humbly approached begging desperately for reconciliation: "Celeste I truly know I was wrong! You were supposed to be my wife—it should have been me having children with you!" Before Celeste Thornton could speak Maxwell Shelton stepped forward radiating bone-chilling frost directly cutting the man off entirely his tone ice-cold piercing: "Since you abandoned her to die back then you'll never qualify to turn back in this lifetime—scram!" Once you discarded me like worn-out shoes; now I return bearing glory married to a supreme man leaving you lifelong regret beyond reach!

A young boy from a humble bloodline, occasionally inherited from a world-shocking family. Once he woke up, he ascended to the Ninth Heaven. He cultivated the Nine Stars Divine Dragon Technique, condensing dragon vein, forming the Overlord Body. He competed with the prodigies of all the clans, overwhelming all fields, and shocking the Ninth Heaven.

After serving as the Shelton family's blood bank all her life, she was finally pushed off the rooftop by her own nephew, leaving not even an intact corpse behind. When she opened her eyes again, whoever wanted to be the sucker could be one—Amber Shelton wasn't putting up with it anymore! The moment her space was activated, she swept away every valuable thing in the house and settled all the grievances she'd suffered in her previous life in one fell swoop. Her brother and sister-in-law hadn't run off with the money yet? One report sent them both away to spend their old age in prison. Two ungrateful nephews? Whoever wanted to raise them could do it. She was done caring. She stockpiled some supplies, preparing to follow a man to the countryside and fall in love— But after all that effort, she finally realized that she wasn't the one pursuing him at all. He had clearly laid the whole trap long ago, just waiting for her to jump in! Well, well, that man was really deep! In this lifetime, Amber Shelton would live only for herself— No more being held hostage by morality, no more working like a beast of burden—she would live as a one-of-a-kind queen!

On a freezing December afternoon, twenty-five weeks pregnant, Avery Collins walks into a dessert shop craving something sweet. Instead, she finds her husband, Adrian Blackwood—the cold, brilliant CEO of Blackwood Capital—sharing an intimate moment with another woman. In that instant, Avery finally understands. Some people can never be yours, no matter how long you've loved them. She had loved Adrian for eight years, long before he even knew her name. A one-night mistake, an unexpected pregnancy, and a marriage forced by family pressure turned her dream into a prison. While Avery gave everything to their marriage, Adrian believed she had trapped him. So she lets him go. After giving birth to their daughter, Avery makes the most heartbreaking decision of her life. Knowing she could never defeat the powerful Blackwood family in a custody battle, she leaves her daughter in Adrian's care and departs for Stanford University, carrying nothing but a photograph of her baby and asking her lawyer to handle the divorce. Five years later, Avery returns as a world-renowned financial journalist—beautiful, brilliant, and unrecognizable. Then her lawyer delivers shocking news. Adrian never signed the divorce papers. "He said if you want a divorce... you must ask him in person." Avery's answer is simple. "Then tell Mr. Blackwood... I'll see him in court." She believes that's the end of it. Until a little girl slips her tiny hand into Avery's. "Pretty lady... will you have dinner with me?" Avery looks up—and meets Adrian's unwavering gaze. "Mrs. Blackwood," he says quietly, "our divorce can wait." As the little girl whispers, "Please don't leave me again..." ...Avery realizes the one battle she thought she'd already won has only just begun.

Molly Whitfield was reborn with a heart full of hatred—this life, she would never swallow her anger again! Faced with the scumbag father and stepmother who sold her off in her previous life? She flipped tables, smashed bowls, and shattered pots—venting her fury first! Cutting ties, transferring her household registration, and heading straight to Grandma's house—she became the apple of everyone's eye! Rebirth came with heaven-defying golden fingers, plus a spatial spirit spring and traditional Chinese medicine inheritance? She emptied out the scumbag father and stepmother's family fortune, letting them reap what they sowed. Hunting in the mountains, she got entangled by a little tiger dead set on becoming her pet? Reluctantly, she took it in! Ginseng and lingzhi mushrooms running wild all over the mountains? She was going to strike it rich! Discovering an arms depot, uncovering spies, racking up merits one after another! She aced the college entrance exams and got into a top medical school, becoming a grandmaster of traditional Chinese medicine! Married her first love, gave birth to dragon-phoenix twins, and led Grandma and her uncles to a good life— The scumbag father and stepmother? How come they're begging on the streets now?

Modern elite Clara Whitfield accidentally transmigrates into a book, becoming the tragic cannon fodder with a miserable ending in a period novel. The original host was the pampered young lady of the prestigious Whitfield family, living in luxury. But disaster struck—the family was raided and sent down, plunging from cloud nine into the mud. To escape an arranged marriage, the sheltered and naive original host stubbornly insisted on marrying the man she adored. She thought she'd found true love and escaped calamity, never realizing she'd fallen into a deadly trap. The man she loved with all her heart harbored an unrequited love for another; his so-called devotion was nothing but lies. This marriage was a conspiracy against the Whitfield family from start to finish! The ignorant her became the pawn who personally delivered the knife that destroyed her own family, ultimately left with nothing in a tragic end. Clara Whitfield, who had transmigrated in, saw through all the truth and could only rub her forehead in exasperation, cursing the original host's stupidity. This cannon fodder script of being pushed around? She absolutely refused to accept it! From now on, fate would be controlled by herself! The original host's substantial family assets and beloved relatives—she would protect them all and take complete charge. As for that hypocritical scumbag? She sneered at him. Whoever wanted him could have him! After awakening to her portable space and spirit spring, massive wealth dazzled her eyes. Clara Whitfield decisively cleared out and pocketed all riches, full of confidence. She'd planned to lie low in the countryside through these years, quietly coasting through life waiting for the storm to pass before steadily building wealth. With her portable medical skills and spirit spring supplies, she would gradually establish herself in secret counterattack. But just as her easy life dream began—a tall, handsome soldier with cold demeanor suddenly appeared. He reached out to steady circle her in his arms, his voice steady and certain: "Wife, come join me at my post. From now on I'll protect you." Clara Whitfield was shocked on the spot and denied repeatedly: "Who's your wife? Don't make random claims!" The man calmly pulled out a bright red marriage certificate. His fingertip lightly tapped their names upon it—each word irrefutable: "It's you." This sudden binding marriage completely disrupted her plans for an easy life. From then on—the wealthy transmigrating young lady with extraordinary skills meets the doting iron-blooded military commander. Together they tear apart conspiracies one by one; heal illnesses while building fortune; receive affection from everyone around them—launching an overwhelmingly sweet thriving military camp counterattack life!

In her previous life, Gertrude Hartwell lived in a web of lies—disfigured and dead. Reborn, she swore to make everyone pay in blood. She'd crush her deadbeat father underfoot, slap her murderous stepmother across the face, and teach her scheming stepsister a lesson! Ever since she latched onto Mr. Blackwood's thigh, Gertrude Hartwell's life had gone into overdrive. The jewelry designer shaking up the imperial capital? That was her! The legendary prodigy trader making waves? Still her! The medical world's grandmaster had to call her master! Those who'd looked down on her fell one by one, begging for the big shot's favor. Everyone said Mr. Blackwood was blind in both eyes and heart, his mind clouded by lard. Mr. Blackwood: My wife is pure and adorable—the rest are talking nonsense! Everyone: Blindness confirmed.

Ye Wushuang, the young master of a downtrodden family, was falsely accused of having ill intentions towards his younger aunt on the night of his wedding. His hand and foot bones were broken, his meridians were destroyed, and his mother and sister suffered endless humiliation. On the brink of death permeated with resentment, he merges with the memories of his past life as a Heavenly Emperor and fully awakens. Good or evil, everyone will receive their dues in the end - only the timing is in dispute. The shame of today will be avenged in the future! His enemies of the past now sit securely at the peak of the heavenly realm. His former disciple as well, has become a peerless powerhouse. His past love, still longs for his return. Who dares to claim supremacy in the eternal interweavings of past and present, if not for me? Witness as Ye Wushuang, in this life, with only himself and his sword, climbs back to the pinnacle! Slaying three thousand gods, exterminating demons in every direction, dominating all realms, to become the eternal king of all ages!

After seven years of marriage, Wesley Monroe remained as cold as ice, but Flora Walker always faced him with a smile. Because she loved him—deeply. And she believed that one day, she could melt his heart. But what she waited for wasn’t his love—it was his love at first sight for another woman. His endless devotion to her. Still, Flora clung desperately to their marriage. Until her birthday. She flew thousands of miles abroad to surprise him and their daughter—only to find he’d taken the little girl to be with that woman instead, leaving Flora alone in an empty hotel room. That night, her heart shattered completely. Watching the daughter she had raised with her own hands call another woman “Mom,” Flora no longer felt pain—only numbness. She drafted the divorce papers, gave up custody, and walked away without a backward glance. From that moment on, she ignored both father and daughter, waiting only for the divorce to be finalized. She buried the past and threw herself into her career. The woman everyone once looked down on rose to build a billion-dollar empire with her bare hands. But no matter how long she waited, the divorce papers never came. Instead, the man who once couldn’t stand to be near her started showing up more and more—clinging to her like a lifeline. And when he found out she wanted a divorce, the proud, aloof Wesley cornered her against the wall, his voice low and dangerous: “Divorce? Not a chance.”

Clara Whitmore She died in late autumn at the age of twenty. The false heiress gouged out her eyes and hacked her apart, then threw her remains into Carrion Hill to be fed to the dogs, leaving not a trace of her bones behind. Reborn through nirvana, she was no longer the the Chancellery true heiress from her previous life whom anyone could manipulate at will! Wicked servants run amok—kill them! Her birth parents play favorites—cut them off! Her scumbag fiancé, the vicious false heiress, and everyone who framed her, trampled her, or took everything from her in her previous life—all of them must pay with their lives! She returned from hell, drenched in blood, to the world of the living, solely to settle old scores. Until one day, a man trampled out the flames of war across the land and, bearing the aura of slaughter, came tenderly into her world— Damien Kessler At twelve, he took command of the army and swept across Northern Reach, his renown shaking both court and country; At twenty-one, he fell victim to a treacherous plot, turned the tables in a desperate situation, returned victorious to the capital, and asked to relinquish some of his military power; At twenty-two, he met Clara Whitmore, fell at first sight, and sank deep into love. At the end of his days, he clasped her hand tightly and offered the vast empire as a gift: “The lands stretching across this world, together with me, are all yours.”

Let’s get a divorce.” One sentence turned Elera Quncy’s four-year marriage into a farce. It was at this moment that Elera finally realized her husband had never loved her at all. His voice was icy cold. “Sophia has always been the only one in my heart. You were nothing more than a stopgap to meet the family’s arranged marriage.” Crushed by despair, Elera signed the papers without hesitation. She shed the apron of a dutiful wife and mother, put on the crown that belonged to a queen, and rose to reign supreme. When she returned, she was no longer just the decorative vase labelled Mrs. Caldwell. She was a formidable businesswoman conquering every battlefield. She shone brilliantly before the crowd. Her conceited ex-husband sneered, “Elera, is this some new trick to win me back?” Before she could reply, a scheming domineering tycoon pulled her into his arms, staking his claim. “Take a good look. This is Mrs. Blackwell. Stay away, stranger.” Elera: “……” Ex-husband: “???”

【Past & Present Collide + Dual Timelines + Women Uplifting Women】 It all begins when Frostine Whitmore—already branded the shameless woman who seduced her brother-in-law while her sister lay dying—marries into the Marquis's estate as a second wife. She pours her heart andveled blood into running the household, guiding her husband, raising step-children who aren't hers, never once complaining. In return she hears only: “She's atoning for her sin; she has no right to our gratitude.” Then one day golden subtitles drift across her vision. 【WTF? Who green-lit this dog-blood melodrama? Time to roast!】 Frostine Whitmore: ? 【Cold-hearted prick of a husband, ungrateful brats, relatives who scripted your misery. You keep them in your heart, they kick you into the gutter—then laugh behind your back. They’ll squeeze you dry, squeeze out two crocodile tears after you die, and call it remorse.】 Frostine Whitmore: ! 【What are you waiting for? Divorce the lot! You gonna let them wring you dry and waste your whole damn life?】 Frostine Whitmore: !!!! Soon after, the papers are signed. The estate expects her to come crawling back, penniless and broken. Instead she walks away—and lives bold, bright, and free. Celeste Hartley never imagined that shit-posting in a drama's comment section would open a direct line to the tragic heroine inside the screen. She rolls up her sleeves: time to rewrite the script and save the girl—oh, and while we're at it… 【I wanna revive a lost dance and slap the haters. Spot me a court dancer, yeah?】 #SHOCK! Scandal queen resurrects fresco-era dance! Who said she steals roles? This talent doesn’t need to steal. # 【They claim my makeup isn't “period accurate.” Teach me that tipsy-blush look you guys rock.】 #Celeste Hartley shows what REAL retro glam is—straight out of a Tang scroll, living and breathing. # 【And next I want—】 #BREAKING: Celeste Hartley appointed consultant by the National Heritage Authority! #

【Military Marriage + Rebirth Space + Revenge Wish Fulfillment + Mutual Devotion + All-Purpose Clingy Ace Soldier × Top Scientific Heiress】 In her previous life, the wealthy heiress Clara Whitfield returned to the country with her family, only to be exploited and manipulated by her parasitic relatives for twenty years before meeting a tragic end. Reborn at twenty, what will she do when her relatives repeat their old tricks, blackmail her with morality, and secretly lay traps for her? As a top scientific genius, Clara Whitfield switches straight into ruthless mode. They want to manipulate her? She’ll tear off their hypocritical masks, then turn the tables by draining their family fortune and squeezing every last benefit out of them. They want to use a scumbag to get something out of her? Then she’ll turn their scheme against them, trap the scumbag and the green-tea schemer, and force them together on the spot. She never puts off revenge until the next day, and she shows no mercy when dealing with scum. During the turbulent times, does her whole family have to go down to the countryside to avoid trouble? Not a chance! Armed with the foresight granted by her rebirth, she leads her entire family to align themselves with the state, seize every opportunity, build their careers, and rise all the way to the top in a triumphant comeback. Emmanuel Prescott, the most popular ace soldier in the entire military compound, has it all: looks, brains, and combat skills. Usually cold, restrained, and forbidding, he keeps strangers at a distance. But ever since he married Clara Whitfield, the icy God of War’s entire persona has completely fallen apart. He says “My wife says so” at every turn, begs for cuddles first thing in the morning, and checks in at night asking for hugs. A single compliment from his wife is enough to leave him beaming for three whole days. The entire compound waits for his wife to make a fool of herself, but he makes a high-profile show of protecting her: “My wife is on a much higher level than I am. I’m the one who should be following her posting!”

"Leave her to die." Those were the exact words of the man Fiona loved for years—her fiancé, Ethan—as he forced her to bleed out on a hospital bed to save his "precious" pregnant mistress. But the submissive, heartbroken bride died in that room. What woke up in her place was a lethal, reborn secret agent, a miracle healer, and a ruthless tactician who never forgave a betrayal. Without a second thought, Fiona ripped off her blood-stained wedding ring, tossed it straight into the trash, and walked out to find her ultimate revenge. Standing on the courthouse steps, she locked eyes with Alexander Blackwood—the most powerful, untouchable billionaire in the city, who had just been stood up at the altar. While the world mocked her as a desperate gold-digger chasing a billionaire's fortune, Alexander only pulled her closer with a dangerous, possessive smirk. "Wrong. I'm the one who can't let her go." When her countless hidden identities are finally exposed, her toxic family panics, her enemies tremble, and her regretful ex comes crawling back on his knees. Fiona just sneers, stepping right past him. "Get lost. I don't recycle trash." And Alexander? He has only one rule left: Anyone who dares to touch his wife answers to him.

Elara Weston went to great lengths to please her three brothers, striving to do her utmost even for the slightest thing they casually mentioned. But all her wholehearted devotion was no match for her sister shedding a couple of tears. One accusation—“My sister bullied me”—completely exposed her true identity. It turned out that she was the fake heiress. Once their biological daughter returned, she, the adopted daughter, naturally became an outsider. Her fiancé publicly called off their engagement, her friends avoided her like the plague, and even her brothers turned cold toward her. “You’ve taken her place for so many years. It’s time you gave it back.” In the end, she was even thrown out of the Weston family home. “Go back to the countryside and find those farmer parents of yours!” Elara Weston stood at the Weston family’s gate and finally gave up on them completely. She left behind every single thing the Weston family had given her. From this day forward, she and the Weston family— were completely estranged. But no one expected that Elara Weston’s “farmer parents,” whom the Weston family had mocked, were not ordinary people at all. The day after Elara Weston returned to the countryside, one luxury car after another filled the entrance to the village. The family, the richest family in Country Y, had appeared. “We searched for our daughter for more than twenty years. She is our family’s only heiress.” When the news reached Capital City, the entire upper class erupted! The fake heiress who had been thrown out by the Weston family was actually the true billionaire heiress! What’s more, she didn’t just have the richest man in the world as her grandfather—she also had three top-tier brothers who doted on their little sister without limits! When her eldest brother, a powerful CEO, learned that his sister had been bullied, he ended an international conference on the spot. “The meeting is suspended. Book the earliest flight home. I want to see who dares lay a hand on my sister!” Her second brother, a world-renowned scientist, immediately stopped the experiment he was working on. “The research can wait. Bringing my sister home is more important.” Her third brother, a world-class musician, even dared to postpone his international tour. “The performance can be rescheduled. My sister has been wronged. I have to go back.” For a while, {{Capital City}} was in complete uproar. Those who had once looked down on Elara Weston began scrambling to curry favor with her. The friends who had once distanced themselves from her competed to show up at her door and apologize. The Weston family regretted it bitterly. The girl they had driven away—how could she possibly have been some fake heiress from the countryside? She was clearly the billionaire heiress they could never hope to win over! Even the fiancé who had called off their engagement without hesitation came back to her door, his eyes red with emotion. “Elara Weston, I know I was wrong. Give me one more chance.” But Elara Weston merely smiled faintly. She wanted nothing to do with his belated devotion. Nor did she care for their belated affection. Just as everyone was scrambling to win her favor again— Capital City, the head of the most powerful family, personally came to see her. The man was dressed in understated luxury, his presence cold and commanding, and he handed her a marriage certificate. “Their regret is their business.” “Marry me.” Elara Weston froze. The next second, a marriage certificate sent the entire Capital City into shock! Everyone went crazy. The billionaire heiress had only just reunited with her family, yet she had immediately married the man no one in Capital City dared offend? As the man looked at the girl whom everyone held in the palm of their hands, his gaze grew dark and profound. “My wife doesn’t need to please anyone.” “Including me.”