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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.

【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!

Three years into their marriage, the first time they met, he said, “The match is successful she needs the surgery.” She was nothing but a living marrow bank for the woman in his heart. Later, he demanded again, “I need one of your kidneys to save her.” She asked, “Xavier Thornton, do you even know that I can feel pain?” His eyes were cold and indifferent. “I only need her to live.” When the operation ended, Rosalie Sterling was nowhere to be found. All that remained for him was a divorce agreement and a letter soaked with tears. “If I’d known loving you would be this hard, this painful, why would I have scarred myself to save your life?” He bolted out of the hospital like a madman only then did he realize she was the girl he was meant to pamper for the rest of his life…

[Military Marriage + Transmigration into a Book + Pocket Space + Face-Slapping Scum + Sweet Pampering with Adorable Kids] Josephine Sullivan—once dazzling and fearless—had died in her last life shielding others, fighting a gangster to mutual destruction. When she opened her eyes again, she had slipped into a period novel and become the notorious Shanghai capitalist heiress a cannon-fodder girl manipulated by her scumbag father, vicious stepmother, and scheming stepsister, ending in utter misery. The original owner had been blind and stupid, despising her fiancé—the taciturn, iron-willed officer Benedict Hawthorne—as crude and unromantic, desperate to break the engagement. After her stepsister’s instigation, she’d drugged Benedict in a muddled attempt to force him to call it off. Instead, she turned herself into the laughingstock of the city; the next morning Benedict annulled the match. Worse, her father sold her to a lecherous old man for cash. Ten years of torment later she died wretchedly, while her father and stepmother fled to Hong Kong with the Sullivan family’s century-old fortune, living in luxury. The instant Josephine transmigrated, she accidentally spent the night with Benedict, who had just returned from a mission. Looking at the tall, long-legged officer with chiseled features and explosive stamina, and recalling the original’s tragic end, Josephine’s eyes iced over: this life, no one would control her! When the scum trio tried again to provoke her and force her to break the engagement for money, Josephine struck back ruthlessly: she packed the three ingrates off to the Great Northwest for re-education, sneering as they left, “Since you love scheming so much, go reflect in the wilderness—taste what real displacement feels like!” With the pests gone, Josephine unexpectedly activated her personal space—stocked with ration tickets, supplies, money, and a spirit spring that nourished everything. Later, rumors spread that Benedict had been injured on a mission and would never father children. Josephine showed up at his door cradling three exquisite, jade-carved toddlers, eyes curved in a smile. “Sweethearts, say hello to Daddy!” Benedict stared at the three mini-mes in his arms, then at the radiant Josephine; the hardened soldier’s heart melted on the spot. From then on, the training ground took on a new look— Under the blazing Morrison, Benedict drilled the three little ones in standing at attention. The kids stood ramrod straight, tiny faces flushed, pouting and muttering: “Daddy’s so gentle with Mommy but so strict with us!” “Yeah! He’s scared Mommy will get mad and make him sleep in the study!” “Daddy’s lame—we’re not scared of Mommy at all!” Benedict’s face darkened. “Attention! No talking!” The three little soldiers snapped upright, pretending obedience while secretly making faces at each other. In their milk-soft hearts they grumbled: Daddy’s mean, we don’t like him—we love our gentle, awesome Mommy best!

Age Gap Romance/Arranged Marriage/Strong Heroine/Found Family/Revenge/Slow Burn Romance Nineteen-year-old Clarice Sullivan was forced by her scumbag father to marry Theodore Grant, a man of thirty-one. On their wedding night, Theodore, transformed into a ravenous wolf, left her utterly exhausted. "I thought you said you couldn't?" she muttered, rubbing her aching lower back. "Aren't men in their thirties supposed to know some restraint?" Theodore, irritated, pinned her down again. "Round two!" he growled. After marriage, Theodore switched into full protective-and-doting-husband mode. "Darling, my worthless father is trying to hit me again!" "Just wait," Theodore snapped, his temper flaring. He promptly dismantled the entire Sullivan family. "Darling, she drugged me—tried to hand me over to another man!" Clarice pointed accusingly at her wicked half-sister. Theodore's fury erupted. He slapped the woman hard across the face and ensured her reputation was ruined beyond repair. With Theodore's unwavering devotion backing her, Clarice repaid every slight and cruelty a thousandfold. When others criticized her for being spoiled, Theodore scoffed, "I'm the one who spoiled her—got a problem with that?"

Four-year-old Nora Whitfield: her father, the “Soldier-God” who died on the frontier; her mother, dead of illness. The child became an orphan, then her heartless uncle flung her into the woodshed, fed her moldy scraps, and planned to sell her to settle his debts. At the brink of despair, the retired war dog her father left behind lunged forward with a roar that shielded its tiny mistress. Together, girl and old hound tore through the siege and set out on a grueling search for family. The uncle only sneered—what storm could a scrap of a girl and a decrepit dog raise? He had no idea he’d stirred up catastrophe. When Nora Whitfield pulled out the blood-stained family photo she kept pressed to her heart. The five comrades in that picture were now the nation’s five supreme war-gods—commanders of entire military regions. The moment they saw the bruised, bone-thin little girl quaver out the word “Uncles,” those five generals exploded in fury. “You dare torment a martyr’s orphan? You’re courting death!” In an instant, a million elite soldiers mobilized—solely to keep this lone child safe. Whoever dared bully Nora Whitfield would pay a bitter price; no one would escape unscathed. Hurt our martyr’s orphan, and even across endless distance we will annihilate you.

Melody Thornfield had been none too bright in her last life, letting her husband’s ex lead her by the nose until she destroyed her own marriage step by step. The moment she leapt from the hospital window, Melody swore that if there were a next life, she would never love Adrian Thornfield again. Yet why was it that the man who had forcibly divorced her in that past life—who had sworn to see her rot in prison—was now… “Mr. Thornfield, the young madam’s company is hiring male designers.” “Mm. Hack their system and change ‘male’ to ‘female.’” “Mr. Thornfield, Mr. Angelis wants to court the young madam.” A certain man rose, murderous aura crackling… The next day, there is a new legend: Lennox Angelis had his leg broken by a baseball bat—wielded by a man burning with jealousy.

She was stabbed to death by her master, only to unexpectedly be reborn into the body of the fake daughter of the Sterling family who had been switched at birth. To take the fall for the real daughter, the entire Sterling family sent her to prison. Her parents said, "You lived under Rosalie's identity for eighteen years. This is what you owe Rosalie." Her eldest brother said, "It's nothing for you to go to prison, but Rosalie can't." Her second brother said, "You're only losing five years, but Rosalie is losing her entire future." Her third brother said, "You owe Rosalie. You should take the fall for her." On the day of her release, the fake daughter became the real daughter of a top-tier wealthy family. Later, the new elite of the wealthy circles, the divine physician whom top magnates honored as a distinguished guest—that was her. The metaphysics grandmaster revered by the four hidden prestigious families—that was also her. The tycoon sitting on hundreds of billions in assets—still her. She also became someone the Sterling family envied and looked up to. Later, her adoptive parents and three brothers came to their senses and begged for forgiveness. Sorry, but prison is where you belong.

Lydia Thompson had a dream where she was sold to an old man. To escape this fate, she threw herself at Master Bo's mercy without hesitation. From that point on, the aloof and abstinent Master Bo found himself accompanied by a sweet and soft little darling who constantly demanded kisses and hugs. When someone bullied her, he would say menacingly, "Who dares to make my darling cry?" On their wedding night, he held her in his arms and kissed her forehead, his voice a seductive whisper, "Darling, cry for me, and I'll give you everything." Before meeting her, he dreamed of her every night. After meeting her, he loved her every day.

Daughter on the brink of death, Blair Wright was heartlessly abandoned by his ex-wife. In utter despair, he encountered a wealthy heiress—only to discover the dragon within him had awakened... From that moment on, Blair Wright, infused with the power of the dragon's bloodline, began his unstoppable rise through the city!

[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.

On the day the Parker family fell into misfortune, Clara Parker and her sister were both reborn. In their previous life, the frail and sickly Clara followed her father and brother into rural exile, yet thrived with her medical skills—marrying well and building a successful career. Meanwhile, her sister, who chose to remarry into a military leader's family, struggled bitterly in the wealthy household and met a tragic end. Given a second chance, her sister spoke up first: "Mom, Dad, since my sister is delicate, let her go with Mom to the military district for a better life! As for the countryside... I'll go." Clara lowered her eyes, hiding a smile: Fine by me. The greedy, womanizing husband and the snobbish "family" can all be yours. This lifetime's good fortune—it's my turn now. Everyone in the military compound knew that the Collins family's new stepdaughter was a delicate beauty. Fragile and tender, she looked like she'd topple over in a breeze. Whispers spread, and everyone waited to see how this capitalist's daughter would stumble. But later— Her medicinal cuisine filled the compound with mouthwatering aromas, and neighbors lined up to learn her recipes. Her prescriptions worked wonders, even seasoned army doctors sought her advice; With her gentle words, she charmed the three stepbrothers of the Collins family into orbiting around her, and even the toughest little troublemaker in the compound became her loyal follower. But the most astonishing twist? The stone-faced officer who once vowed to "never marry" cornered her in a jeep, his ears tinged red as he handed her a marriage certificate: "Comrade Clara Parker... It's already been approved by the organization. Just sign here." On the wedding day, her older sister, who had rushed in from the countryside, stared at her radiant younger sister surrounded by well-wishers and finally broke down: "How could this be... Did I make the wrong choice again?!"

Cultivation powerhouse Zara Kingsley crossed into the 1970s with a pocket dimension stuffed with a billion units of supplies. The moment she opened her eyes, she’d become the unlucky punching bag of adoptive parents and a scheming stepsister. The stepsister wanted to snatch her job and exile her to the countryside? Zara Kingsley emptied the girl’s entire house in one swipe and signed her up for the Great Northwest—go eat dirt and open up wasteland! The adoptive parents embezzled her birth parents’ pension and planned to sell her little siblings for cash? One anonymous letter to the authorities sent the pair of parasites straight to the firing squad—blood for blood. The reborn heroine, armed with foreknowledge, tried to steal her jade pendant dimension and her fiancé, dreaming of replacing her and soaring to the top? Zara Kingsley laughed coldly, seized the spatial treasure for herself, and monopolized every fortuitous encounter. As for that trash fiancé—he’s all yours; whoever wants him can have the bad luck. From then on, Zara Kingsley let herself go completely, hell-bent on being as unscrupulous as possible, sprinting down the road of face-slapping and sweet revenge. Then came the day she was sent down to the countryside—and the rumored sterile, ice-faced big shot Henson Lancaster set his sights on her. One was aiveness-obsessed cultivation madwoman; the other, a ruthless, black-bellied military titan. They clicked at first sight, marched to the registry, and got their marriage certificates. Husband and wife, perfectly matched—trash-bashing without breaking a sweat! You be my crazy wife, I’ll be your crazy husband; two apex predators joining forces—whoever blocks the way gets flattened. The reborn heroine was dumbstruck: the fiancé she stole turned out to be useless, the opportunities she coveted were all hijacked, and the cannon-fodder Zara Kingsley—supposed to die early—had instead become the nation’s darling. She reclaimed her birth parents, cleared their names, and, together with Henson Lancaster, amassed an untold fortune. Multiple buns in one pregnancy, living life in full swagger.

Serena Whitmore opened her eyes to find herself trans inside a novel—right after her real body had been declared brain-dead. She was now the stepmother of five future villains, and her brand-new husband had died on the battlefield almost as soon as the wedding ended. The five kids who would one day implode into blackened, plot-derailing disasters were still pitiful little things: hungry, cold, homeless. A “Villain-Correction System” shackled itself to her. Mission: farm, raise the cubs, give them a warm childhood so they’d grow up straight and bright and never break the storyline again. Just when everything was running smoothly, the system informed her that a father figure was essential to the villains’ healthy growth curve. While Serena Whitmore stared at that problem in despair, a tall, lean, devastatingly handsome man showed up at the gate. “Wife, I’m their dad.” The guy who’d supposedly collected his death-coupon in chapter one was suddenly alive—turned loyal-dog-slash-big-bad-wolf whose only hobbies were spoiling his wife and competing with his own children for her attention. Shameless man: “That’s my wife. If you want one go find your own.” Little radish-tops: “That’s our mama!” Man: “Not blood-related—doesn’t count.” Reading Notes Main tag: farming + child-rearing; daily chores and firewood-oil-salt-rice. Will NOT turn into palace-or-harem intrigue! Not happening! ML type: traditional loyal foodie on the outside, sly fox inside; career goal = spoil wife. Note: 1v1 double-clean!! (Kids are NOT related by blood!)

Ji Wufeng was originally an 18-year-old high school student, the heir of a super-rich family. However, he was tragically betrayed and killed by his ambitious cousin and his beloved girlfriend. "I was so stupid, how could I have trusted you despicable pair!" He exclaimed, "If there is an afterlife..." At the brink of his death, a powerful spirit was reborn within him. It was the King of the Gods. "You pathetic mortals, now, it's my turn to make you suffer!" The entire world trembled.

The crippled prince had become a commoner, but he had married a stunning beauty. His wife was a genius in martial arts and was high above others; he was a loser who had been humiliated. After accidentally awakening the spirit of a Divine King, his fate was reversed and he rose to power. From then on, he would crush those who humiliated him and conquer the peerless beauty! Geniuses, in front of me, are all good-for-nothings! Kings are like ants under my feet! I'm the God Slaying King with a single stroke of the Heaven-breaking Sword!

"My academically challenged wife turned out to be the top scorer on the college entrance exams?" "My supposedly useless wife turned out to paint with her left hand and play the piano with her right?" "My delicate and gentle wife turned out to be an undefeated boxing champion?" "My spendthrift wife turned out to be the mysterious behind-the-scenes boss of a secret conglomerate?" Everyone: "Young Master Kingston, are you blind? How could you divorce such an all-rounder queen?" For a brief moment, Young Master Kingston enjoyed the thrill of divorce, only to find himself plunged into the fiery pits of pursuing his wife again. Her striking face was icy, "Get lost!" Until... At a certain gala one evening. The man smirked devilishly, "Where do you think you're running off to this time?"

【Marriage First, Love Later + Sweet Pampering + Both Virgins + Age Gap + Veteran】 The night before she was supposed to get her marriage certificate, Rachel Caldwell caught her fiancé in bed with her own sister and uncovered her uncle’s plot to steal her inheritance. She and her best friend pulled off a lightning-quick marriage, snatched back her legacy, trashed the scumbag, and tore her relatives to shreds. With the fortune secured and every rat crushed, she was ready for a clean slate. Step one: file for divorce the moment she reached shore. “Big Bro, whenever you’re free, let’s swing by the Civil Affairs Bureau and get divorced.” “No time.” “Please, big bro! The two-month deadline is up. Take whatever share of the inheritance you want—just let’s end this.” “The Whitmore Clan has a rule: no divorces.” “That can’t be right! The very night we got our certificates you wanted a divorce. You can’t flip-flop like this.” “Then we’ll postpone it indefinitely.” Yale Whitmore studied his little wife. Back then, to delay the divorce, she’d used every trick to climb into his bed. He’d given her exactly what she wished for—now she thought she could run? Not a chance. “Big Bro, what will it take for you to sign?” “Fulfill my lifelong wish.” “Name it. Money, power—whatever. I can give you anything.” She was rich and connected now; one man couldn’t be that hard to handle. “Give me a son and a daughter, share three meals a day, watch the turn of every season, and spend a hundred years together.” That was all he wanted—simple as that.

Natalie Mercer transmigrated into a 1970s cannon fodder character, and the moment she opened her eyes, her scumbag father and wicked stepmother were forcing her to go to the countryside! Think they could control her? Dream on! She directly flipped the script on her toxic family, emptied the house of everything valuable, and ran—nobody was going to take advantage of her! On the way to the countryside, she intercepted the original female lead's spatial dimension—spirit fields and spiritual springs all hers, her golden finger maxed out from the start! While others slaved away in the fields for work points, she used her skills to land a job as a propaganda officer at the textile mill—respectable and glamorous! With her space as a cheat code, her connections kept growing, climbing from the factory floor to provincial level, everyone showing her respect! One unexpected incident, she bravely fought enemy agents and made a major contribution, directly crossing paths with the cold-faced military district commander Adrian Blackwood. The commander spoke: "Pretend to be my girlfriend, handle my family, and I'll pay you well." Natalie Mercer: Deal! Who would've thought that acting would turn into real feelings from this iron-blooded tough guy! Fake girlfriend became real wife, the commander spoiled her rotten, and her in-laws cherished her like treasure! With her space in hand, crushing scum, building her career, and flirting with her officer—satisfying all the way! No savior complex, no swallowing grievances, she still became the admired big female lead even while sent down to the countryside!

Genre: Urban Fantasy Su Chen's girlfriend was gravely ill, and he scraped together 300,000 yuan, even going as far as borrowing another 300,000 yuan from others. For her sake, he worked desperately. But he never expected that once she recovered, she would immediately break up with him. "I don't want to pay off the debt with you, don't bother me anymore." "A lousy phone worth only 3,000 yuan, and you have the nerve to give it as a gift?" she said as she threw the phone on the ground. Unexpectedly, this throw activated the special feature of the phone: future news. "On June 28th, a man will win a lottery prize of 5 million yuan!" "On June 29th, Huaming Group will announce the development of an anti-aging serum, causing its stock to soar!" "On June 30th, a true painting by Tang Bohu will appear on Antique Street in the southern city!" Su Chen was stunned. It's only the 27th today! News from the next couple of days is already coming out? What shocked him even more was that these news pieces were all true!