Who Sings 'I'Ll Be Missing You' With Puff Daddy?

Hannah Smith is a doting wife to her Billionaire business tycoon husband Xander Miller. To everyone’s eyes, she is a gold digger, a person who got lucky to get in bed and get pregnant by the cold-hearted Billionaire. Little did everyone know Hannah's existence in Xander's world saved him from the scandal caused by his first love 3 years ago but instead of giving Hannah--his wife the love, and respect she deserves, he treated her like a servant. And the moment, his first love returned to the country he threw divorce papers to his devoted wife. Hannah accepted the inevitable end of their loveless marriage wholeheartedly but when she was threatened with losing her child she was forced to fight back. Fueled with rage and memory of the abuse she experienced from her ex-husband and in-laws. Hannah vowed to seek vengeance and bring chaos to the most influential family in Texas.

【Terminal illness+ Betrayal+Bitter Love+werewolf+Regret+ countdown】This is a series of stories, and each can be read independently. I gave him my heart, literally. Three years ago, when Blake was dying from heart failure, I was the only compatible donor. I didn't hesitate, I let them cut out my beating heart and put it in his chest, accepting an artificial replacement that was never meant to last forever. Now my mechanical heart is failing and Blake? He's too busy planning his wedding to another woman to notice I'm dying. Lydia offers him everything I can't, political connections, a path to becoming Alpha, and a future without a sickly mate dragging him down. He calls it a marriage of convenience and promises he'll come back once he has what he wants. But I've spent three years watching him choose her over me. I'm done waiting. In thirty days, I'll undergo the Soul-Severing Ritual. My memories, wolf, and my very existence, all of it will be erased. I will disappear from the world completely. And Blake will finally understand what it feels like to lose someone who loved him with her whole heart.

I died on the day I was supposed to receive the Pack’s Distinguished Service Award. Three hours after I died, my parents, my brother, and my mate were just wrapping up the graduation party they’d thrown for my sister. While my sister, Ella, was posting a cozy family photo on Instagram, I was locked in our basement, using my tongue to swipe on my phone and call for help. The only person who answered was my mate, Ryan. All he said was, "Sophie, cut the drama. Ella's graduation party is important. Enough with the tantrums!" This was the ninety-ninth time they had let me down. And the last. I lay in a pool of my own blood, my lungs still. They thought I was just throwing a fit, hiding somewhere. That if they taught me a lesson, I’d come crawling back. But they didn't know. I was home the whole time. I was already dead.

The day Calista Everhart gets divorced, her divorce papers end up splashed online, becoming hot news in seconds. The reason for divorce was highlighted in red: "Husband impotent, leading to an inability to fulfill wife's essential needs." That very night, her husband, Lucian Northwood, apprehends her in the stairwell. He voice was low as he told her, "Let me prove that I'm not at all impotent …"

In the glittering world of New York’s elite, Genevieve Vaughn once believed her marriage to billionaire Desmond Vaughn could become something real. Born from a scandal and sealed by family obligation, their union started as duty—but for a fleeting moment, it felt like love. Until the blame for their childless marriage slowly poisoned everything. Shunned by her husband and his powerful family, Genevieve watched Desmond grow cold and distant. Then came the ultimate betrayal: his pregnant mistress, Olive, whom he planned to install as his second wife. On what should have been their anniversary, Genevieve is banished from the lavish celebration while Desmond publicly claims Olive across town. Humiliated and heartbroken, she quietly erases every trace of herself from their mansion, ready to disappear forever. But when a relentless reporter corners her for a statement, Genevieve makes a shocking decision. In one calm, devastating sentence, she announces their divorce to the world—turning her pain into headlines. As the news explodes across the city, Desmond abandons his triumphant night and races home… only to find his wife gone. She walked away. And this time, she’s not looking back. You Lost Me, Desmond Vaughn.

The day after Sean Ford proposed to Nikki Sanders, he dumped her. “Vivian is pregnant,” he had told her flatly. “I have to take responsibility.” Nikki slit her wrists, filling the entire bathtub with blood. When told the news, he sounded like he couldn’t care less. “If she wants to die, let her.” Four years later, they met again. She was an ER doctor who had buried herself in work. He was the youngest captain in Air Costina’s history. But when it came to Nikki, every bit of his pride was gone. Every time she tried to start over, Sean found his way back into her life. He was falling apart over the woman he had once let go. Meanwhile, Nikki wanted nothing more than to kick him out of her life for good. “Get lost. You’ve got a wife and kid, so stop pretending you still care about me.” The usually calm and collected Sean finally snapped. “We never got married. We never even got a marriage license. Just look at the paternity test.” Piece by piece, the truth about what happened back then came to light. “So what?” Nikki said coldly. “To me, an ex is as good as dead.” “Then let me start over. Let me win you back.” “Get in line.”