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-=Yesha's Point of View=-
"Are you breaking up with me?" I questioned.
After hearing what Brix had to say, my voice began to tremble.
His exact words were cool off, which is a gentler way of saying that we should break up, split, or do anything else people use when they don't want to be with their partner.
After our conversation, he just left me here in this park alone, crying my heart out.
I didn't care about the sympathy and curious looks I was getting from those around me; they could gossip about my misery all they wanted!
Why should I care what they think or say when there is so much sorrow in my heart?
To be honest, I was expecting this breakup for a long time, and I know why Brix decided to end things with me: I couldn't surrender myself to him.
I can't bring myself to agree to have sex with him. I'm not sure why I can't give myself to him or any of my previous boyfriends.
I was anticipating him leaving me after being in a relationship for a long time, and I still couldn't find the determination to agree to his demand.
Still, I was hoping that he would be different from the other guys, but I guess I was wrong.
I'm not sure how long I remained in that park, lamenting over my separation from Brix, but after calming down, I decided to leave and go straight home; there was nothing I could do; Brix wasn't going to come back and repent for what he just said.
When I got home, I tried to focus on other things so I wouldn't think about Brix, but no matter what I did, I found myself spacing out and thinking about my failed relationship.
At this point, we've been dating for over a year. We were set to celebrate our first anniversary as a couple in June, but he dumped me just weeks before it was meant to happen.
"God! HELP! I don't know what I should do." I cried in a loud voice.
"Shut your pie hole!" Someone yelled from the first floor of our house.
Oh, that is my mom, by the way.
By the way, my name is Ayesha Santillan, but my friends and colleagues call me Yesha.
I am half-Filipina, half-British, and 22 years old, so I appear slightly different from a typical Filipina.
I have brown hair that is an inch longer than my shoulders and hazel brown eyes with long eyelashes, which some say are my most attractive feature. I have a straight nose, which gives me the appearance of being snobbish, and kissable red lips that don't need lipstick.
I'm 5'7 tall, and people kept telling me that I could be a model or a beauty queen if I wanted to, but that's not how I roll.
I'm merely a simple, innocent girl from the Philippines who dislikes being in the spotlight.
Forget about my father if you're going to ask of me; I haven't seen or heard from him.
The bastard, according to my mother, quickly returned to his country after getting my mom pregnant, neglecting all his responsibilities.
The jerk abandoned his child in the care of a poor and helpless woman, allowing her to endure the full weight of the responsibilities that both of them should be carrying.
Fortunately, my mother is a fighter and was able to raise me on her own.
I'm still a virgin at 22 years old, having been in four... no, five failed relationships since Brix broke up with me for the same reason.
I'm not ready to have sex with them, or perhaps the reason why, is because of what happened to my mother, and I don't want to go through what she went through being a single mom.
I don't want to get pregnant out of wedlock and raise a child without a spouse on whom I can rely.
I know what it's like to grow up without a father, and I don't want my future child to go through what I went through.
My mom hasn't entertained any suitors and has just focused on me since I was born; even though I remember several men trying to charm her, I believe she was still waiting for my biological father to return as if it was going to happen.
To return to my problem, I still believe that a relationship may work even if there is no sex, but I guess I was mistaken because all of my boyfriends wanted to have that kind of interaction.
I suppose all guys are like that, and the only guys who don't want to have sex with their girlfriends are usually closeted gays who got into a relationship with a girl to conceal their true identity.
"Shit! I muttered quietly after failing terribly at not thinking about Brix.
So, instead of staying home and wallowing in self-pity around, I went to see my best friend Julia and asked if she'd want to go to the mall with me.
Julian and I have been friends since elementary school, and she is well-versed in the melancholy details of my life, from my loutish father to my failed romantic relationships.
In our second year of high school, when we were attending a public school close to our home, I realized our friendship would never be broken.
"Juls, I have something to tell you," I stated solemnly, as she was busy looking for cute guys.
"What do you want, Yesha? Can't you see I'm busy?" She asked, irritably without even looking at me.
I resolved to tell her the truth straight away to prevent me from backing out.
"Mark is hitting on me!" I hastily stated.
Her current boyfriend is Mark, the star player on the school's basketball team.
I finally caught her attention as she stared at me, bewilderment written all over her beautiful face.
I was contemplating whether or not to tell her about it, but I didn't want her to be in the dark, knowing full well that it wasn't only me who Mark tried to hit on, but there were other girls.
I had no idea how she would react. Will she be upset with me? Will she assume I'm just trying to separate them?
But before I could find out, she was already walking away; I assumed she was angry with me, only to discover she was walking toward Mark, who was walking in the opposite direction.
"Jul..."
Mark couldn't finish his remark as Julia slapped her hard, and before he could react, Julia ended her relationship with Mark.
When she returned, I was dumbfounded, and I didn't know what to say or how to react to what had unfolded.
Her face was flushed from the outrage she was feeling, but she managed to grin at me when she finally looked at me.
"Are you ok?" I asked in a worried tone.
"Of course! Why wouldn't I be? And thank you, Yesha, for being honest with me; I had noticed how he glanced at you when he thought I wasn't looking, and your confession confirmed my suspicion," she responded.
"Are you not upset with me because I ruined your relationship?" I asked, still a little skeptical.
"Oh, please! You didn't do anything wrong, so don't feel bad or worried about it, and you're actually helping me because I like someone else." in a humorous tone, she said.
And our friendship has grown stronger since then; we're no longer just best friends, but more like sisters from different mothers.
Let's go back to the source of my most recent pain.
I took a quick shower first, then rode my motorcycle to Julia's house after getting permission from my mother.
I'm still paying for this motorcycle; my mother was initially opposed to me having one since she felt it was inappropriate for a lady like me to ride such a vehicle. Nonetheless, I was eventually able to persuade her.
We live in a modern era where traditional norms do not bind women, and it is also more convenient to travel by motorcycle, especially when I need to get to work.
I'd been driving for ten minutes before arriving at Julia's house, which wasn't that far from home.
"Julia!" I yelled as I continued to pound on their front door.
After a few moments, the door finally opened, revealing Julia's father, uncle Gerry.
Because Julia and I are close, I opted to refer to his father as uncle Gerry, which he agreed to.
"Hello there, Uncle Gerry. Is Julia at home?" I asked, even though I was already aware that his daughter was at home.
"Yesha, good afternoon. Julia is upstairs, so go right ahead," he explained, and after letting me in, he returned to his favorite couch to read his newspaper.
After I thanked him, I went straight to Julia's room, which, as is characteristic of Julia, was a complete mess, as if the person occupying this room wasn't a girl at all.
Julia was deep asleep, wrapped in a blanket when I arrived. I'm not sure how she sleeps, especially in this heat.
"Juls, wake up," I whispered, gently shaking her arm, but she didn't budge, so I tried harder, asking her to accompany me to the mall.
"Yesha, go away! Please don't bother me! I've just returned from duty," I could see she was tired and sleepy when she replied, but I kept going.
"Juls, please, I need you," I begged, my voice shaking with sorrow.
I tried to hide it previously because I didn't want to make my mother worried about me, but now that I'm with Julia, I don't have to.
She abruptly lifted the blanket from her face, and I could tell how serious she was as I gazed into her eyes.
"So, did Brix break up with you already?" She inquired,
Finally, she rose up and hugged me after I nodded my head in response to her question.
The tears I held back finally poured freely from my eyes as I let the pain finally leave my chest.
She didn't interrupt me while I told her what had happened, and after comforting me that everything would be fine, she finally decided to accompany me to the mall.
It took her fifteen minutes to get ready, and then we rode my bike to the nearby mall.
We went to our favorite pizza parlor on the third floor of the mall because she hadn't had her meal yet.
"So, let me get this straight: that person broke up with you because you wouldn't agree to have sex with him?" She queried as she chewed her pizza.
"I suppose so; I can't accept that he couldn't understand that I wasn't ready yet," I said grumpily, my gaze fixed on my pizza.
Seeing Julia shake her head after hearing what I just said puzzled me.
"Did I say anything wrong?"
"I'd like to know why you're opposed to sex. Even though we're in the twenty-first century, I understand that some women still choose to keep their virginity before marriage. But I know you, and I'm guessing you're not one of them," she said,
"I don't want to be like my mom," I said, alluding to the fact that my mother raised me as a single parent.
"If that is what troubles you, there are other countermeasures you can take. You could ask that Brix wear a condom, or you could use birth control pills; if you like, I could give you some pills."
"Oh, my gosh! I had no idea you were using those!"
I was surprised to learn that she was using those contraceptives and even more surprised to learn that she had prior experience having sex.
"Pea's brain! Those are from the hospital, and I am still a virgin for the record," she replied as she flicked her fingertips across my brow.
"Does it mean I should give myself to Brix?" I asked, still a bit hesitant.
"It is entirely up to you, Yesha. It depends if you love him and if you're willing to surrender your V-card to him," she said.
"Of course, I love him! If I didn't love him, I wouldn't be shedding tears like this!" I stated.
I ignore a small voice in my head that tells me I didn't love Brix, and the only reason I'm hurt like this is my disappointment with having five failed relationships.
"Then why don't you get started?" She inquired, her gorgeous face contorted into an annoyed grimace as she looked at me.
Quickly, I got up and left, ignoring Julia's question about who would pay for our meal.
I proceeded to the parking lot where my bike was parked and rode it to Brix's condo apartment in Makati, where he lives.
When I got to the building, it was well past 8 p.m., and knowing Brix's routine, I was confident he had already gone home.
My heartbeat was beating so fast as I waited for the elevator to take me to the floor where his unit was located; I didn't realize I was clutching the paper bag so tightly due to my anxiety.
Inside the paper bag is a box of condoms I bought at a nearby drugstore.
I nearly died of shame while paying for the items, and even though I didn't get my change, I left the store right away.
Finally, I arrived at the 27th floor, exited the lift, and headed to his condo unit, 27-C.
I was about to knock when I realized I still had his spare key.
I used the spare key he gave me to get into the property; there was no one in the living room when I entered, so I assumed he was already in his room.
"Don't overthink, Yesha," I kept telling myself as I was about to change my mind; thankfully, I stuck to my decision to give him my virginity.
Slowly, very slowly. I approached Brix's room and opened the door, but the smile on my face disappeared as I saw what was inside.
I can't believe he just broke up with me a few hours ago and was already banging another girl!
I felt my hope and dreams vanish instantly, and all I wanted to do was to disappear.
Now I know that it was really over between us.
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#33 Final Chapter
最終更新: 1/7/2025#32 Chapter 31: A Promised of Forever
最終更新: 1/7/2025#31 Chapter 30: Is It Too Late
最終更新: 1/7/2025#30 Chapter 29: Wait in Vain
最終更新: 1/7/2025#29 Chapter 28: Unexpected Turned of Event
最終更新: 1/7/2025#28 Chapter 27: Scandal
最終更新: 1/7/2025#27 Special Chapter
最終更新: 1/7/2025#26 Chapter 26: Together Again
最終更新: 1/7/2025#25 Chapter 25: My Parents
最終更新: 1/7/2025#24 Chapter 24: The Bitch Half-Sister
最終更新: 1/7/2025
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令嬢は離婚を機に大富豪への道を歩む
「瀬央千弥、離婚して」
周りの連中はこぞって彼女を嘲笑った。あの瀬央様がいなくなったら、御影星奈は惨めな人生を送るに決まっていると。
ところが実際は――
財閥の名家がこぞって彼女を賓客として招き入れ、トップ俳優や女優が熱狂的なファンに。さらに四人の、並々ならぬ経歴を持つ兄弟子たちまで現れて……。
実家の御影家は後悔し、養女を追い出してまで彼女を迎え入れようとする。
そして元夫も、悔恨の表情で彼女を見つめ、「許してくれ」と懇願してきた。
御影星奈は少し眉を上げ、冷笑いを浮かべて言った。
「今の私に、あなたたちが手が届くと思う?」
――もう、私とあなたたちは釣り合わないのよ!
離婚後、奥さんのマスクが外れた
彼は言った。「彼女が戻ってきた。離婚しよう。君が欲しいものは何でもあげる。」
結婚して2年後、彼女はもはや彼が自分を愛していない現実を無視できなくなり、過去の関係が感情的な苦痛を引き起こすと、現在の関係に影響を与えることが明らかになった。
山本希は口論を避け、このカップルを祝福することを選び、自分の条件を提示した。
「あなたの最も高価な限定版スポーツカーが欲しい。」
「いいよ。」
「郊外の別荘も。」
「わかった。」
「結婚してからの2年間に得た数十億ドルを分け合うこと。」
「?」
裏切られた後に億万長者に甘やかされて
エミリーと億万長者の夫との結婚は契約結婚だった。彼女は努力して夫の愛を勝ち取りたいと願っていた。しかし、夫が妊婦を連れて現れた時、彼女は絶望した。家を追い出された後、路頭に迷うエミリーを謎の億万長者が拾い上げた。彼は一体誰なのか?なぜエミリーのことを知っていたのか?そしてさらに重要なことに、エミリーは妊娠していた。
君と重ねた季節
彼の心の中で、彼女は卑劣で恥知らずな、愛を奪った女でしかなかった。彼は自らの最も冷酷無情な一面を彼女にだけ向け、骨の髄まで憎む一方で、心に秘めた女性にはありったけの優しさを注いでいた。
それでもなお、彼女は十年間、ただ耐え忍びながら彼を愛し続けた。やがて彼女は疲れ果て、すべてを諦めようとした。だが、その時になって彼は焦りを覚える……。
彼女が彼の子をその身に宿しながら、命の危機に瀕した時、彼はようやく気づくのだ。自らの命に代えてでも守りたいと願う女性が、ずっと彼女であったことに。
妻が去り、妊娠を知った俺は、ただ泣き崩れるしかなかった
しかし、結婚して5年後、彼は離婚を切り出した。その時初めて、彼の想い人が私の父の隠し子(私の異母兄弟)だと知った。
離婚を決意した七海だったが、その時にまさかの妊娠が判明した。
離婚後つわり、社長の元夫が大変慌てた
彼女は心を殺して、署名した。
彼が初恋の相手と入籍した日、彼女は交通事故に遭い、お腹の双子の心臓は止まってしまった。
それから彼女は全ての連絡先を変え、彼の世界から完全に姿を消した。
後に噂で聞いた。彼は新婚の妻を置き去りにし、たった一人の女性を世界中で探し続けているという。
再会の日、彼は彼女を車に押し込み、跪いてこう言った。
「もう一度だけ、チャンスをください」
離婚後、ママと子供が世界中で大活躍
本来の花嫁である義理の妹の身代わりとして。
2年間、彼の人生で最も暗い時期に寄り添い続けた。
しかし――
妹の帰還により、彼らの結婚生活は揺らぎ始める。
共に過ごした日々は、妹の存在の前では何の意味も持たないのか。
離婚当日、元夫の叔父に市役所に連れて行かれた
溺愛令嬢の正体は、まさかの霊能界トップ!?
──が、彼女は社交界に背を向け、「配信者」として自由気ままに活動を始める。
江城市の上流社会はこぞって彼女の失敗を待ち構えていた。
だが、待てど暮らせど笑い話は聞こえてこない。
代わりに、次々と大物たちが彼女の配信に押しかけてくるのだった。
「マスター、俺の命を救ってくれ!」──某財閥の若社長
「マスター、厄介な女運を断ち切って!」──人気俳優
「マスター、研究所の風水を見てほしい!」──天才科学者
そして、ひときわ怪しい声が囁く。
「……まゆ、俺の嫁だろ? ギュってさせろ。」
視聴者たち:「なんであの人だけ扱いが違うの!?」
原田麻友:「……私も知りたいわ。」
サヨナラ、私の完璧な家族
癌だと診断され、私が意識を失っている間に、あの人たちは私を置き去りにして、あの女とお祝いのパーティーを開いていた。
夫が、あんなに優しげな表情をするのを、私は見たことがなかった。双子が、あんなにお行儀よく振る舞うのも。――まるで、彼らこそが本物の家族で、私はただその幸せを眺める部外者のようだった。
その瞬間、私は、自分の野心を捨てて結婚と母性を選択したことを、心の底から後悔した。
だから、私は離婚届を置いて、自分の研究室に戻った。
数ヶ月後、私の画期的な研究成果が、ニュースの見出しを飾った。
夫と子供たちが、自分たちが何を失ったのかに気づいたのは、その時だった。
「俺が間違っていた――君なしでは生きていけないんだ。どうか、もう一度だけチャンスをくれないか!」夫は、そう言って私に懇願した。
「ママー、僕たちが馬鹿だったよ――ママこそが僕たちの本当の家族なんだ。お願い、許して!」双子は、そう言って泣き叫んだ。
令嬢の私、婚約破棄からやり直します
婚約まで二年、そして結婚まで更に二年を費やした。
だが長谷川冬馬の心の中で、彼女は幼馴染の市川美咲には永遠に及ばない存在だった。
結婚式の当日、誘拐された彼女は犯される中、長谷川冬馬と市川美咲が愛を誓い合い結婚したという知らせを受け取った。
三日三晩の拷問の末、彼女の遺体は海水で腐敗していた。
そして婚約式の日に転生した彼女は、幼馴染の自傷行為に駆けつけた長谷川冬馬に一人で式に向かわされ——今度は違った。北野紗良は自分を貶めることはしない。衆人の前で婚約破棄を宣言し、爆弾発言を放った。「長谷川冬馬は性的不能です」と。
都は騒然となった。かつて彼女を見下していた長谷川冬馬は、彼女を壁に追い詰め、こう言い放った。
「北野紗良、駆け引きは止めろ」
転生して、家族全員に跪いて懺悔させる
婚約者にも妹にも裏切られた私。
さらに悲惨なことに、二人は私の手足を切り落とし、舌を抜き、目の前で体を重ね、そして私を残酷に殺したのです!
骨の髄まで憎い...
しかし幸いなことに、運命の糸が絡み合い、私は蘇ったのです!
二度目の人生、今度は自分のために生き、芸能界の女王になってみせる!
復讐を果たす!
かつて私をいじめ、傷つけた者たちには、十倍の報いを受けさせてやる...













