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Clara's POV I'm a surgeon. His wife in name only. A placeholder. Five years of marriage, and the moment his first love came back, all I got was divorce papers. What I never saw coming — I was pregnant with his child. Ethan's POV Seven years ago, I lost my sight and found an angel. I gave her everything, even pushed my wife Clara away just to make room for her. But the moment Clara vanished, the truth hit me — the angel was always Clara. The woman I'd been hurting all along.

Rosette Mercer transmigrated into the body of a capitalist's daughter, only to open her eyes and find her scumbag brother scheming against her with outsiders? She struck back hard, emptying out every last penny of his assets—satisfying! Fearing she'd be targeted for political persecution, she hurriedly went to the countryside. She thought she'd be gnawing on tree bark and living through bitter hardship— Instead, she feasted on meat and fish every single day in the village, picking up treasures in the mountains and hauling gold from the rivers, getting so rich her hands went soft! Even more absurdly, a soldier king came knocking on her door, pouring his heart out to marry her? Her whole family treated her like an ancestor—her mother-in-law served her meals, her father-in-law chopped firewood, and her sister-in-law fought over who got to wash her clothes? Rosette Mercer was stunned: Was she sent down to the countryside... or crowned as a local emperor?!

[Retro + Military Marriage + Book Transmigration + Cannon-Fodder Side Chick Climbs Up + Pampered Wife + Face-Slapping] Seraphina Bennette transmigrated into a retro-era novel and became the cannon-fodder first wife who dies in childbirth, clearing the way for the male lead to marry his true love. In the original book she was pregnant, yet mother and quadruplets all perished—four lives lost at once—just so the hero could wed the heroine. She landed in the story right in the middle of a steamy night with the male lead. The next morning they got married. Four months later, with a belly far bigger than normal, she remembered the tragic ending waiting for her, packed her bags without hesitation, and followed him to his army post on the frontier. Life on the border was harsh, but gossip traveled even faster. Because her stomach looked larger than usual, whispered rumors flew around the compound that the babies weren’t Officer Analise Angelis’s child at all. When Analise Angelis returned from training, a “helpful” neighbor pulled him aside to hint as much. He only glanced at his own door and said evenly: “I know exactly how many my wife is carrying.” On delivery day four healthy wails rang out one after another from the birthing room. Cradling four red-faced newborns, Analise Angelis stood at the ward entrance and announced to the suddenly silent crowd in a voice like a bell: “The He family’s quadruplets—thanks for all your concern.” Later, when the original heroine showed up and told Seraphina Bennette to leave Analise Angelis, Seraphina linked arms with her husband and smiled sweetly: “Sorry, but if my man walks out, my four hungry babies won’t agree to it!”

Isolde Ashworth transmigrated into a book, becoming the cannon-fodder heiress destined to throw money and her life away for the male and female leads. And now, during these politically turbulent times, her identity as a capitalist's daughter made her a walking target. Isolde Ashworth sneered coldly: "Cannon fodder? I'm the heir to an ancient martial arts family and a metaphysics grandmaster, and you expect me to be cannon fodder?" She swiftly dealt with her fiancé who had hooked up with her cousin—emptied the scumbag's family assets, sent the pair off to reeducation through labor in Northeast China in one fell swoop, and conveniently tossed in her maternal uncle's family who'd tried to swallow up her inheritance as well. Then, carrying her spatial pocket, she turned around and went to the military compound to seek refuge with the scumbag's uncle—that notoriously unmarriageable bachelor famous throughout the entire army, Sebastian Whitmore. Sebastian Whitmore was ascetic and sharp-tongued; the whole military district was betting on whether he'd ever manage to get married in this lifetime. Then one day, a girl came knocking on his door, hands on her hips, accusing him right off the bat: "Your nephew cheated on me—you have to take responsibility!" Sebastian Whitmore looked down at the girl who barely reached his chest: "...Who told you to come?" Isolde Ashworth answered with perfect confidence: "Your mother!" Later, the entire military district discovered that Chief Whitmore had changed. That sharp-tongued man who used to frown at the sight of women was now running to the family quarters every single day. When someone asked where he was going, he replied without batting an eye: "My wife is throwing a tantrum again; I'm going back to coax her." Everyone exchanged bewildered glances: What happened to his supposed gynophobia??

I died-poisoned, crippled, betrayed. But death was just the beginning. In the depths of my soul, I awakened the Forbidden Prison. Sealed inside are fallen gods, ancient demons, and creatures that once ruled the heavens. Now, I am their Warden. They kneel. They call me Master. For every drop of blood, I take their power, their secrets, their divine techniques. For every enemy I crush, I rise stronger. From discarded heir to the ruler of gods and demons-this world will kneel, or it will burn. I am Cassian. And I will not be stopped.

Vivienne Holloway, who had survived until victory in the apocalypse, had just waited out the end of the world. She merely took a nap, and when she opened her eyes, she found herself transmigrated into a period novel, becoming the neglected true daughter who had been lost outside the family. The fake daughter had usurped her identity, snatching away the familial love and opportunities that should have been hers. In the original plot, the true daughter became a supporting character, revolving around the male and female leads, meeting a tragic end. But it was Vivienne Holloway who arrived here. Acting fragile, playing the innocent pure white flower, mastering green tea postures—these were nothing but daily amusements to her. The grand drama of life had already begun; she had no intention of revolving around the novel's protagonists. Snatching opportunities, kicking aside plotlines—no one would control her! Sebastian Caldwell of the Northwest Military Region was notoriously iron-blooded and cold as a commander—decisive in killing, indifferent in temperament, strictly following rules in all matters. He despised people who put on airs most of all. Their first encounter: Vivienne Holloway deliberately played deaf and dumb to fool everyone; Their second meeting: she stepped on human traffickers while humming leisurely and brushing her teeth—the contrast directly shattered Sebastian Caldwell's understanding. Before others she appeared pitifully weak and helpless; behind closed doors her mind remained clear with sharp methods. She possessed a portable space filled with abundant supplies. Dealing with leeching relatives, tearing apart hypocritical fake daughters with bare hands, kicking aside the original male and female leads' plotline with one foot. Sebastian Caldwell fell step by step. To outsiders he remained cold-faced and majestic, commanding reverence from all. Returning home he could only indulge helplessly: "Fine fine fine—you're the most fragile in all heaven and earth."

Vivienne Calloway, a college graduate serving as a village official, transmigrated into a novel and became the most tragic cannon fodder fake heiress in a 1970s doting family story! The moment she opened her eyes, her heartless adoptive parents were forcibly sending her away, throwing her back to her biological parents' home in some remote countryside. Not only that, but they also wanted the returning real heiress to take her college entrance exam slot and steal away eighteen years of her life! Her adoptive parents morally blackmailed her: "The real heiress suffered eighteen years for you. What's wrong with letting her have one exam score? Everything you have should be returned to her!" But Vivienne Calloway knew the full picture: this so-called suffering real heiress had been pampered by five top-tier brothers and never experienced the slightest grievance! On the contrary, it was she, the fake heiress, who ended up betrayed by all and died miserably. Even more laughable was that the adoptive parents' family would soon be sent down and ruined, with no blessings left to enjoy! Having seen through the plot, Vivienne Calloway completely woke up—she absolutely would not replicate the original owner's pathetic life! Clinging to powerful thighs? Unnecessary! Fleeing overnight? Too undignified! With a portable space in hand and confidence backed by martial arts skills, she headed straight for the countryside, determined to tame those five future big-shot biological brothers! If she couldn't win them over through charm, she'd subdue them through force—in short, these five brothers were hers for the taking! She thought she only needed to handle five powerful older brothers. Who knew that on this brother-taming journey, she'd accidentally entangle herself with Nathaniel Forrest—the village's most mysterious and abstinent team leader. He was cold and taciturn with hidden authority. Yet step by step, he fell for her alone—his extreme favoritism transforming this fake heiress abandoned by her entire family into the village's most dazzling cherished darling!

Winnie Hartwell transmigrated into a brainless supporting female character in a novel. In the original story, this supporting character was the male lead's devoted lapdog. To clear the path for him, she used every trick in the book to marry the male lead's greatest rival—Vincent Ashford. Vincent was the villainous male supporting character in the novel, with a gloomy and ruthless personality—a genuine cold-blooded psychopath. After marrying the villain, the supporting character constantly humiliated him, trying to win the male lead's favor. Not only did she fail to please him, but she ended up being thrown into the ocean to feed sharks by the villain. Winnie, who had just transmigrated into the scene where she was stepping on the villain's back with a small leather whip in hand: What? There's someone crazier than me? Then I absolutely have to see what this is all about! Winnie waved her little leather whip, cackling: "Tremble, Vincent, you're finally in my hands!" The psychopathic villain pulled a bloodthirsty smile. He knew this woman had married him with ulterior motives. He was just mulling over how to get rid of this woman when the next second, he saw her lunge straight at him with a deranged grin plastered across her face..... Winnie: "Tonight I'll definitely shower you with love~" The psychopathic villain who had just been forcefully kissed: ? The psychopathic villain's ears turned red as he cursed with a dark face: "Are you a pervert?" Winnie only got more excited upon hearing this: "I'm a pervert, you're a psychopath! A match made in heaven! I'm shipping it, I'm shipping it!" Later, because Winnie was too much of a pervert, her psychopathic husband's condition gradually improved. Coincidentally, at this time Winnie received an offer to return home, and she chose to go back. Little did she know that the day after she left, Vincent personally dug up her grave and lay down inside it himself...

Word has it that the fake daughter of the Hartwell family is shameless, always trying to compete for favor with the real daughter. Serena Hartwell was speechless: My biological parents are both top-tier researchers, and I need to compete for favor? Word has it that the fake daughter of the Hartwell family is a pauper, always mooching off others. Serena Hartwell glanced at the hundreds of millions in stocks on her computer and said nothing. Word has it that the fake daughter of the Hartwell family got pregnant out of wedlock and gave birth to two bastards. Well, the out-of-wedlock part is true, but as for bastards—that depends on whether Mr. Mercer agrees to it or not. Sebastian Mercer, holding two adorable children with a dark expression, proceeded to acquire all the media outlets. Then, he looked at her with doting eyes: "Given my good performance, baby, would you grant me a proper title?"

After three years of marriage, Nina Blackwell had spent all three years living as a widow. She had accommodated him at every turn, always being sensible, understanding, and patient, only to receive cold divorce papers from {{Ethan Blackwell}}. Her husband despised her humble origins, her mother-in-law made things difficult for her every day, and her rival even moved into their home while pregnant, closing in on her at every turn. With her heart utterly dead, Nina Blackwell signed the papers and walked away without hesitation. No one could have imagined that on the very day of the divorce, a grand procession of lavish royal cars would arrive to take her back home. Her long-lost identity was finally revealed: she was the royal family's legitimate princess, who had been living outside the royal family! Her biological parents placed the crown before her. “Our precious daughter, you will inherit the throne.” Her eldest brother commanded a top arms empire and supplied her with luxury mansions and unlimited black cards. “Little sister, spend my wealth however you like.” Her second brother was a world-renowned genius doctor. “Just tell me who bullied you.” Her third brother was a top kung fu superstar. He led people straight to dismantle her ex-husband's power. “How dare you lay a hand on my sister? Every one of you, come out and face your punishment!” Only after losing her did President {{Ethan Blackwell}} realize her worth—and completely panic. He cast aside his pride and clung to her desperately as he launched an agonizing pursuit to win her back. “Nina Blackwell, I can give you both my money and my life. Will you marry me again?” Nina Blackwell merely arched an eyebrow and reached out to hook a finger through the tie of the man beside her. Her tone was brazen: “Too late, Mr. Former President. You should address me as Her Majesty the Queen. This is the royal consort chosen for me by the royal family. He has an exceptional physique, striking looks, unwavering devotion, and always puts me first in everything.”

After marrying David Reynolds, Charlotte Parker spent over a decade dutifully caring for her bedridden mother-in-law. She could never bring herself to splurge on expensive clothes, yet one day, she caught sight of her husband parading around town with his mistress—dressed head-to-toe in Chanel, toting a six-figure Hermès crocodile bag. And that wasn't all. There was also a love child, around ten years old. The boy obediently called her mother-in-law "Grandma," and the old woman immediately declared that the family fortune would one day be his. Her husband, ever the generous spender, announced plans to upgrade his mistress and their illegitimate son to a luxury duplex—worth a cool five million. Meanwhile, Charlotte was still stuck in the shabby, decades-old apartment allocated by her huaband workplace back in the day. The betrayal was the wake-up call she needed. She realized the first half of her life had been wasted on the wrong people. From now on, she would live for herself—free and unshackled. She wanted a divorce. Her husband sneered, "All you're good for is cooking and cleaning. You wouldn't survive without me." Her mother-in-law scoffed, "Women of our generation endure worse. Who hasn't suffered a little? Divorcing at your age—how disgraceful!" Relatives chimed in, "You've put up with it this long. What's another twenty or thirty years? Just bear with it a little longer." Bear with it? She had endured enough for a lifetime. No more! … Everyone expected the middle-aged divorce to become a pitiful, lonely joke. But to their shock, Charlotte not only re-entered the workforce—she thrived, climbing the career ladder with unstoppable momentum. And love? A second chance came knocking. Wait—what? The man she was dating, the one she might remarry… was actually the wealthiest tycoon in the capital? Her ex-husband's family was drowning in regret, begging her with tears to take them back. A squad of imposing bodyguards blocked their path. "Sorry," they said coolly. "Our lady says she doesn't know any poor relatives."

For seven years, Rose Bennett was Ryan Knight’s secret wife. While all of New York believed Samantha Hikk would become Mrs. Knight, Rose silently endured a cold marriage to a man who never loved her. Until one night, Samantha is rushed into Rose’s emergency room pregnant… and Ryan is the one protecting her. That is the night Rose stops loving him. What Ryan never knew was that Rose had already given birth to his daughter years ago after he rejected both mother and child without hesitation. So Rose walks away—with only two suitcases, a hidden daughter, and the shattered remains of seven years. But the woman Ryan abandoned is no ordinary wife. Rose is the hidden genius behind Aetheris Medical AI, the revolutionary system about to change the entire medical world. As Rose rises to the top, becoming untouchable, powerful, and impossible to replace, Ryan finally realizes the devastating truth— He didn’t lose a woman who loved him. He lost the only woman he would ever love. And by then, even their daughter no longer calls him father.

A celestial sovereign's tribulation ends in failure, causing his soul to traverse into another world—only to find himself suddenly saddled with an adorable, porcelain-doll-like daughter. And to make matters even more astonishing, this little angel happens to have a breathtakingly beautiful mother! Thus, the once-mighty immortal transforms into a doting dad and an utterly devoted husband. But here's the kicker—this dad knows magic. And when a supernatural powerhouse decides to raise a family in the modern world, chaos, dominance, and face-slapping antics are inevitable. Brace yourself—this is the explosive, no-holds-barred tale of an unrivaled legend carving his own path through the urban jungle!

Spiritual Botanist Evelyn Johnson transmigrated into the body of a celebrity hated by the entire internet. Everyone demanded she leave the entertainment industry. Evelyn Johnson took their advice to heart—packed her bags and returned to her rural hometown to farm. Back home, there were mountains, fields, and fish ponds. An elderly grandmother. And two fatherless children, Ethan and Emma Bennett. Vegetables sold for 30 per pound. Fruits for 40 per pound. Chickens and ducks for 50 per pound. Pigs and sheep for 60 per pound. Netizens before ordering: "Only idiots would buy this." Netizens after ordering: "Please, let me be that idiot."

**Divorce + Winning Back the Ex + Clear-headed Heroine + Career Comeback** Amelia Carter had sacrificed her career for love, staying in a secret marriage for three years. Every day, she prepared lunch with her own hands for Eric Reeves—only to be repaid with trending headlines of him accompanying his "first love" to a prenatal checkup. Her heart turned to ice. Slamming the divorce papers in front of him, she said coolly, "Sign it. I'm setting you free." Later, when he came begging with red-rimmed eyes, she merely smirked. "Mr. Reeves, the whole city knows you're... *lacking*. I still have my pride to maintain."

[Time-Travel + Rebirth + Fake vs. Real Heiress + Face-Slapping + Golden Finger] Apocalypse-level powerhouse Keira Summers transmigrates into a period drama—only to find herself cast as the most tragic fake heiress ever written! Their fates are polar opposites, a living satire. The real heiress lives in the prestigious military compound in the capital, doted on by parents and brothers, fast-tracked through school, sent abroad for a gilded degree, and finally wedded to a top commander—three babies in one go, life flawless and complete. The original soul who stole her identity? Trapped in a crumbling mud hut in the countryside, beaten and scolded daily, forced to drop out and work before she turned fifteen, then bartered away in a marriage deal to clear family debts. A lifetime of domestic violence and misery, ending in squalor. Reborn, Keira Summers’s eyes hold nothing but icy mockery. Want her to stay the stepping-stone so the real heiress can keep her perfect life? Not a chance. When the true heiress feigns gentleness and steps forward to “comfort” her: “Big sister, our family’s poor—please be understanding of Mom and Dad, don’t fuss over what you’ve lost.” Keira Summers arches a brow, voice razor-sharp: “You stole my life, bathed in my blessings, and now you want my understanding? Your lucky streak ends today.” A max-level boss never wastes energy on self-doubt. She opens by crushing the heiress’s exclusive golden finger, then launches into calm-crazy mode, shredding the unjust plot thread by thread. While the real heiress still fusses over a new dress and secretly compares herself, Keira Summers has already leveraged top-tier academic talent to dive deep into scientific research—advancing step by step, building strength to serve her country. Biased family, hypocritical heiress, doomed destiny—she steamrolls them all. In this life she breaks free of the mire, discards the rotten script, and wields science like a blade. She rises to the summit, forging herself into a legend no one can match.

Lily Sherwood and Victor Sutton had been an enviably loving couple for forty years, treating each other with respect all their lives. Everyone praised her for marrying well, calling her life complete. It wasn't until she was reborn to the eve of their engagement that she finally woke up. The so-called forty years of devoted marriage had been nothing but her own one-sided wishful thinking and self-delusion from beginning to end! In her previous life, she had married Victor Sutton in grand style, becoming the enviable wife of a diplomat and living a respectable, glamorous life. But in this life, Victor Sutton—also reborn—with malicious intent, secretly swapped the marriage agreement first and turned around to marry her younger sister. Her sister sneered triumphantly: "Sister, Brother Victor should have been mine all along. This lifetime, I'll enjoy all the glory and wealth for you!" Forty years of deep affection and obsession became an enormous joke overnight! To silence public criticism, the Sutton family forcibly pushed Lily Sherwood onto Theodore Vance—a disabled officer rumored to have severely injured legs who would spend most of his life paralyzed in bed. Everyone waited to laugh at her, convinced her life was completely ruined. Theodore Vance, originally bedridden and half-dead upon hearing he'd been forcibly given a different bride, sat up in shock from his deathbed illness on the spot. He abandoned his dejected appearance, immediately ordered top-tier betrothal gifts prepared, and married Lily Sherwood in grand fashion. After marriage, this iron-blooded military young master completely transformed into a gentle loyal dog, giving all his careful favoritism to her. Late at night, Lily Sherwood woke with a start and caught the man leaning over her nearby. She froze in bewilderment: "What are you doing?" Theodore Vance's eyes brimmed with tenderness. His voice low and lingering with emotion he smiled openly: "Doing everything a qualified husband should do." Meanwhile on the other side Victor Sutton who'd successfully married the sister was utterly dumbfounded. His home was chaotic with constant quarrels marital conflicts escalating by the day his career full of obstacles and setbacks at every turn—his days were an absolute mess! In contrast Lily Sherwood whom he'd discarded like worn-out shoes saw her fortune soar after marriage carrying natural husband-boosting luck raised by Theodore Vance's family as their precious pearl living a thriving prosperous life!

【Marriage First, Love Later • Slow-Burn Romance • Taming the Iron Man • Army-Wife Daily Life • Stunning Heiress】 When she opened her eyes, top jewelry designer Serena Blackwood had time-traveled from the 21st century straight into 1971. Seven years into her marriage, her husband and son had eyes and hearts only for the “white-moonlight” mother-and-daughter pair, while she stayed alone in the countryside, living her best life and raking in cash. Then an accident awakened her memories, and she was horrified to discover she was the vicious cannon-fodder first wife in a period novel. Her husband was a steel-blooded officer; her son would grow into the paranoid, brutal “Buddhist prince” of the capital’s elite circle. Both men would go mad for the white-moonlight duo and even drag Serena down with them. In the end, her own son broke her limbs and threw her into the deep mountains to feed the wolves—an agonizing death. Having unlocked the finale ahead of time, Serena couldn’t sit still. She slung a backpack over her shoulder and marched straight to the army base. Divorce—she wanted it now! While the father and son were still obsessed with the white moonlight, she’d seize the chance to cut ties and save her own skin. The moment she reached the military district, her husband was already away on a mission. She waited in the family quarters for the divorce papers, taking the opportunity to de-program her thoroughly brainwashed son. But when the officer husband returned, he seemed like a different man—doting, attentive, and raining money on her! Serena: ?? Maybe… hold off on the divorce for a bit? Everyone soldier in the district knew Chief Morrison’s wife was some country bumpkin he despised. Until one day, the famously cold, hard Chief Morrison trailed after a stunning beauty, calling softly, “Wifey…” Everyone face-planted. Rumors really can’t be trusted!

Serena Whitmore opened her eyes to find a drop-dead gorgeous man with eight-pack abs unbuttoning his pants right in front of her! Only then did she realize she’d transmigrated into a period drama novel as the tragic ex-wife of the male lead. According to the plot, she would soon divorce her disabled husband out of disgust, then spend the rest of her life as the pitiful foil to the transmigrated heroine who would bear the male lead five loving children. Serena Whitmore smiled: The pocket dimension is mine, the male lead is mine, and the storyline is mine too! The transmigrated heroine plans to heal the male lead with a spirit spring? One flick of Serena’s silver needles: “Sterility? Two jabs and it’s cured!” Need cash after the house raid? The space gives tenfold returns—pauper to ten-thousand-yuan household in seconds. No grain for the countryside? She buys up the black market, tenfold returns again, and the whole village dines on canned food. Drought with no water? She drains West Lake in one turn, then irrigates ten thousand mu with spirit spring water. When the transmigrated heroine finally counts down to the day of returning to the city, she finds the husband who should have been divorced gently cradling Serena Whitmore’s waist, his gaze tender: “Take it slow—our little one’s kicking again?” And that spirit-spring pocket dimension she’d marked out so early? It’s long since become Serena Whitmore’s personal warehouse. Nestled in the man’s arms, Serena Whitmore flashes the heroine a lazy smile: “Sorry, darling—” “I rewrote your script.”

Fade Chen, a mysterious young man from Tianwu Mountain, started his adventure in urban city. He was a master of martial arts, and a doctor of excellent medical knowledge. He was doomed to be successful.