Rache Am Ex

Five years ago, I was the "worthless" foster son who had taken the fall for a crime I never committed. I went to prison for my brother's future, thinking that my family would be there to care for my wife. I was wrong. While I rotted away in Blackgate Prison, my inheritance had been stolen: they had wiped off my existence and treated my wife as a slave. They thought I would die in there. But the fate had different plans. In the darkest cell, I met with a mysterious master. I did not just survive; I was reborn. I learned the Nine Heavens Medical Art and activated the Sovereign Martial Body. I healed warlords and crippled assassins in a single touch. Now the prison gates are open. I am no longer the submissive orphan. I am a Dragon King. To my foster family celebrating my misery: Prepare your coffins. To all those billionaires trying to touch my wife: Prepare to lose your hands. I will save lives with my left hand and destroy my enemies with my right hand. The King is out, and debts must be repaid in blood.

Silas and Thеo wеrе еvеnly matchеd, thеir grunts and shouts punctuating thе air. "You took еvеrything from mе!" Thеo scrеamеd, his ragе giving him strеngth. "And I'd do it again," Silas spat back, his knее connеcting with Thеo's stomach.

“Mom, I am pregnant with Maxwell Cross and not that Worthless loser,” Anastasia said. Damian Grayson was despised, cheated on and betrayed by his wife, Anastasia, and his in-laws insulted him. His true identity remained hidden. Those who tried to show their powers would have to kneel before him, begging for mercy. With his supernatural powers, he could heal and conquer evil forces.

After five years of a secret marriage, my wife, a cold and renowned chef, suddenly asked for a divorce. I smiled bitterly, left with nothing, and embarked on an extraordinary path, becoming an acclaimed automotive expert and a successful entrepreneur. Post-divorce, she regretted deeply after watching me, her former husband, dazzling and captivating countless hearts in the automotive world. She wished she hadn't acted rashly. Wanting to win me back, she even begged to visit my high-end car shop, hoping to reignite our old flame of love. "Honey, am I not captivating enough? Come back to me, please. I want to rebuild our life together." I frowned slightly, lips parting in a cold voice, "Madam, please restrain yourself. I am not your husband; so don't make such shameless claims. If you want to find fulfillment, please turn left and walk out the door to find whatever person you can." Once, you looked down on me and treated me like trash. Now, I stand at the peak of success, beyond your reach.

Despised by his wife she asked for a divorce after bringing another man home into their bed. The heavens seem to roar in fury and when thunder struck his phone, a new app was installed. *Infinite Wealth App: Congratulations New User, let's begin your rise to glory!* *Ding! New car has been awarded!* *Ding! User's bank account has been credited!* *Ding! Property awarded to user!* *Ding! Complete tasks and receive massive rewards!* When his ex wife sees him rise, she falls to her knees in regret. Those who put him down wish they could turn back the hands of time.

The doctor swallowed, stammering a little. “It’s… Mr. Drayton, your husband. Connor’s blood type matches Mr. Carver’s. If he agrees, we can transfuse from him. But I should warn you. Mr. Drayton has already lost blood in the crash. Taking more could risk weakening him further.” She turned to the doctor with the exact same cold voice. “Then what are you waiting for? Do it. Take whatever Benjamin needs.” A cold numbness washed through Connor. Connor Drayton's Millionaire Wife Threatens Him To Donate Blood For Her Ex, Benjamin Carver, Or Get Divorced. But How Will The Situation Turn?

James struggled to sit up, his body throbbing with pain. How much more of this can I take? Everywhere I turn, it’s nothing but mockery and betrayal. For years, I’ve been nothing but a pawn in someone else’s game. His mind drifted to his sister in the hospital, clinging to life because he couldn’t afford better care. Maybe they’re right. Maybe I am worthless.

"Boss, we thought we lost you!" "I am not your boss!" he replied.  When he looked into the mirror, he was someone and something else. "I once was…" *** Shawn Rossacks is a diligent lowly worker in the Goldfield's Canopy. But he knows too much and was killed to restore the reign of power. However, the 6-Tier system institutes his rebirth, with Bruce having missions to fulfil under different consecutive personalities. 

Samuel Jonathan was a poor orphan, who was struggling to attend college. However, falling in love with Amelia Rosenberg rendered him unable to pursue his college degree because he wanted to please her. He dropped out of school and was working to fend for Amelia’s fees and personal well-being. But one day, she dumped him for the richest guy in college, Derek Cole; after everything Samuel had done. Sam wasn’t only humiliated by his ex, he was constantly humiliated by his coworkers and his boss every day, just when he thought that the universe was against him, he discovered that he wasn’t really an orphan, and his father was the wealthiest man in Los Angeles.

After being electrified, Roug crossed through a strange world. But instead of coming there in his own body, someone forced his soul into a monster's body, and his soul got inserted into a goblin's body, not to mention it's just a malnourished kid. Now being a goblin, he must survive in this strange world full of magic and fantasy. But even after that, he wants to return to his original world. But his system, it's pretty nasty, always making things difficult for him and forcing him to live in this alternate world despite Jiro's numerous rejections. Will the system succeed in making Jiro stay in her world? Or Jiro would still find his way back into the real world? [ Congratulations: The soul insertion has been completed, and the host has found a new body ] The system notified. " Insertion? What does that mean? I need my real body, I want to go back to my world ". [ I am sorry host, but you can't return. I hope you won't make things difficult for me, I am also a poor soul ] (Attention: The cover image is not mine, it belongs to its rightful owner)