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2,015,849	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2015557}'	No	2024-09-18 19:21	active	1507	🔥🔥Click to read the next chapter for free👉	Two years of marriage, and I'd never set foot in my husband Elijah's office. Today was the first time I went to his company. After all this time, why was I suddenly entrusted to deliver these important documents? Could it be possible that they’re finally learning to accept me? Taking a deep breath, I gently placed my hand on my stomach. The emptiness from losing my baby lingered, even though it had been a long time since that accident. I still felt lost and fragile, wishing for solace that never came. I missed my husband's presence, longing for a comforting word or touch. But he and his family remained distant and uninvolved, leaving me to recover on my own. Now, I was about to step into Elijah’s world — his beloved company. My heart skipped a beat as I entered Elijah's large, elegant office. The room was tastefully decorated, with rich mahogany furniture and a large sign that said Sinclair Realty Group. But what made me stop in my tracks was the sight of my husband huddled with an attractive blonde over some papers. Their shoulders were touching, their cheeks almost brushing against each other. What is going on? I thought in alarm. Suddenly, the woman whispered something in Elijah’s ear while she gently laid her perfectly manicured hands on his arm. My heart jumped. I heard a loud thud on the floor and realized I’d dropped the folder I was holding. They both looked up, startled. And that’s when my gaze locked with that of the woman. I felt a shudder creeping through my skin. Serena Foster! She used to be a classmate of ours at Fairview University. She also happened to be Elijah’s ex-girlfriend. The realization hit me like a ton of bricks. So this is why my evil mother-in-law asked me to deliver this document! Morgana had probably known that Serena was here now. My husband rose from his chair, abruptly pulling away from Serena who was throwing me daggers with her eyes. “You remember Serena, right? She works here now.” I nodded, my heart leaping into my throat and my thoughts raging in a storm. They’re just colleagues, nothing else, I thought, but not with full conviction. Elijah wouldn’t cheat on me, would he? All this time, I’d remained hopeful that he could still fall in love with me. But now, with Serena in the picture, time might just be running out for us. “So why are you here?” Elijah asked, a frown creasing his brow. “Your mom asked me to deliver this,” I explained, hastily picking up the folder and handing it to him. Then narrowing my eyes at Serena, I waited for him to explain why they were working closely, or to at least introduce me as his wife. But much to my dismay, he didn’t. It felt as though my heart was being squeezed tightly, as it dawned on me that he’d never really introduced me to anyone as his wife. Ever. “Sophia, you look shaken up. Didn’t you know Elijah hired me to work here?” Her voice dripped with sarcasm. “Apparently, we make a great team. Funny, I don’t recall seeing you here before.” She was purposely rubbing it in my face, and I wanted to slap that smile away from her face. She then added, “Oh, right, you don’t know anything about business. You might just mess things up.” “I take care of our home,” I said bitterly, looking down on the floor for a bit. I felt belittled, and my husband couldn’t even defend me. Serena looked at me with disbelief and laughed. Just then, Elijah said, “Next time, Sophia, just contact me and I’ll have my assistant come over.” "Fine," I murmured, my voice barely audible, wishing the ground would swallow me up. The weight of hurt and embarrassment pressed down on me, crushing my spirit. My heart thudded as I blinked back tears. He doesn't want me here. Suddenly, Elijah’s secretary came in. “Alice, please prepare coffee for the ladies,” he instructed. “Just black for Serena. No sugar.” Serena’s eyes lit up. “Hey, you remembered!” she exclaimed, obviously delighted. Elijah nodded at her. “Of course.” I watched the exchange with a sinking feeling in my heart. Serena gave me a smug look as if she was reveling in some secret victory. I couldn’t help but feel more depressed. Here was my husband, effortlessly remembering Serena's coffee preferences, yet he couldn't recall something as simple as my allergy to caffeine. “Join us, Sophia,” Serena invited with a devilish grin. “Just like how we used to hang out together in college.” I struggled to contain my emotions, not wanting to break down in front of them. “I have to go,” I managed to say, my voice slightly cracking. “I’ll see you at home.” Elijah’s expression remained unchanged, and my heart felt heavy with the realization of how little I meant to him. The way he treated me had only gotten worse after losing my baby. What did you expect? a small voice hissed in my head. He only married you because he got you to have a baby. You’re the one who keeps hoping he’ll eventually fall for you. As his assistant Connor Hayes drove me home, I thought about how my husband’s mother Morgana had begun ignoring me after I lost the baby. Then one day, she started talking to me again, only to treat me like a housemaid. I fought back tears as the heaviness in my heart escalated. My marriage was falling apart so fast that I couldn’t seem to catch up. When we pulled up the spacious driveway of the Sinclair mansion, a feeling of dread and loneliness engulfed me. I’m back in this prison. Trapped. Helpless. I want to escape this prison! I screamed in my head, glad that Morgana was nowhere to be found. Yet. Running to my room and throwing myself on my bed, sobs wracked my body. And as I cried my eyes out, I felt something with my hand that made me sit up. A small portion of a brown envelope was peeking from under the pillow. My heart tightened, and more tears filled my eyes. I knew exactly what it contained — the papers I’d prepared before. I pulled them out and stared at the title that blurred before my teary eyes. It read: Divorce Agreement. CHAPTER 2 The divorce agreement was written after I accidentally lost my baby. During that time, I couldn’t even look at Elijah’s face without thinking about our baby. The pain was unbearable, so I believed divorce was my salvation. Looking back, preparing the divorce agreement was not a mistake, now that leaving was my only option. My hands shook as I held the papers in my hand. I could hear Morgana’s voice outside. “Sophia!” she called in a sharp tone. She probably heard me come in and was now wondering where I was. Quickly, I hid the divorce agreement and washed my face in the bathroom. That’s when the door swung open. I dried my face with a towel and looked at my mother-in-law. She responded with a cold gaze. She immediately instructed me to do the housework, her tone full of disdain. As I began my chores, she stood there taunting me. “Elijah told me not to ask you to deliver things in the future,” she said with a scoff. “You can’t even be relied on for such a simple task.” Her words cut deep. “When you first came to our house carrying a baby in your belly, it was okay that you couldn't do anything,” she continued. “Then you had lost your baby and you had to spend months recovering and regaining your health. Now you can't even deliver a document, so what's the meaning for Elijah of having you as a wife?" Her words were like daggers, each one piercing my heart. And then, in a cruel twist, she added, “My son would be better off with Serena. She's prettier, smarter, and she even managed to land a job at his company! Unlike you... You can't even perform simple housework that well.” Sure enough, she already knew that Serena worked at Elijah's company. She asked me to deliver the papers today just to make a fool of me. The room felt suffocating, the burden of her words pressing down on me. I felt utterly alone, realizing that no one had ever been on my side. I clenched my fists, struggling against the wave of tears threatening to spill. Sweeping the floor became a mechanical task, a facade to hide my turmoil. The repeated humiliations and frustrations drained me of the energy to fight back or explain myself yet again. I don’t deserve this, I thought sourly. It’s time for me to escape, to save myself. With bitter tears streaming down my cheeks, I rushed to my room and grabbed the papers I’d hidden. Staring at me from the front page were the words: Divorce Agreement. I’ve had enough. Flashbacks of how Elijah and Morgana had been treating me filled my mind. Despite my efforts to be the dutiful wife and daughter-in-law, I’d always seemed invisible to them. I’ve been obedient, helpful, and hardworking… But no one cares. Not even my own husband. I’m nothing to him. He doesn’t love me and he never learned to. That’s the most painful of all. My heart tightened. His indifference cut deeper than any overt cruelty could. And now, with Serena back in the picture, their attention gravitated toward her. I felt more isolated than ever. This is the last straw! I must get out of here, or I’ll lose my sanity! That evening, I hadn’t realized I’d already fallen asleep when I heard the bedroom door open. Something made a loud, clattering noise. I quickly sat up and saw Elijah staggering toward me. He mumbled something about a dinner party as he plopped on the bed and started sliding his fingers down my bare arm. I hastily moved backward, giving him a look of disbelief. He was obviously drunk. If he wasn’t, he would have just ignored me and gone straight to bed. “Hey, playing hard to get, aren’t you?” he said in a slurred manner, his bloodshot eyes becoming more intense. Then without warning, he leaned forward and kissed me on the lips. I didn’t have time to react, though, because he suddenly started unbuttoning my oversized nightshirt. “When did Serena start working at your company?” I asked him coldly. He shrugged, but didn’t stop what he was doing. “Not sure. Probably recruited by HR.” His lips traveled down and then his tongue followed. Finally, the last button on my sleep pajama surrendered. “Serena is such a talented addition to our team,” he remarked with admiration. As I reminisced about the scene I witnessed at the company, my husband and his ex-girlfriend Serena were closely nestled together, sharing laughter and conversation. But I couldn't muster the courage to confront her and ask her to keep her distance from him. Jealousy and pain gripped my chest. I couldn’t believe he was saying all this while undressing me! I knew then that he still had feelings for her. “You know,” he said, oblivious to my disappointment, “she's even outperforming many of the senior colleagues who've been with the company for years.” Even as we locked eyes, there was something in his gaze—a kind of infatuation—that he never seemed to exhibit when it came to me. He’s probably picturing me as her! I thought with disgust. I was so disappointed in him, and didn’t want him anywhere near me. But when I pulled away, he threw me an irritated look. “What’s wrong with you?” he asked, taken aback that I was saying no to his advances unlike before. I didn’t answer. He narrowed his eyes at me. “You’ve been down in the dumps for months now! I thought you’d snap out of it, but you’ve only gotten worse. It’s depressing to even see you.” I cringed at his words, the searing pain crushing my heart. He couldn’t even see how my spirit was being shattered because of him. “Maybe it’s because of the baby we lost…” he mused. Sliding his fingers down the surface of my cheek and then my neck, he added in a drunken slur, “Why don’t we just make another baby?” I couldn’t believe my ears. I knew that whenever he was drunk, he spoke without inhibitions. He was often brutally honest in this state. Hence, he meant every word and that only showed how much he didn’t understand me or the problem we had in this marriage. My whole body was shaking as the misery and fury I’ve been keeping inside rose to the surface. He doesn’t get it. Or maybe he just doesn’t care. I was totally pissed off. And that’s when I blurted it out. “I want to divorce you.” CHAPTER 3 I could sense his mind reeling from the unexpected news. He opened his mouth as if to say something. I expected him to respond, to react, to ask questions. Anything at all! But he never said anything. My heart thumped hard as we gazed at one another — strangers who’d been forced to live together. I had tried so hard to make this marriage work even after we had lost the baby. But it takes two to succeed at this, I realized. “I want a divorce,” I repeated, keeping my voice steady. “I’m serious.” Slowly he nodded. “Yes, sure,” he answered before getting up and disappearing into the bathroom. My heart felt like it was about to explode. I pulled my open shirt around me, desperately covering myself up, as I coiled into a fetal position with my head throbbing. A tear dropped down my cheek, and I quickly brushed it away. This is it. I’m going to be free. And yet somehow, I didn’t feel that ecstatic. His reaction only confirmed my worst suspicions. Now I know the truth — he never loved me at all. He’s not even upset about the divorce! I sighed. It’s time for me to move on. The next day, after eating breakfast on my own, I mustered up all my courage and called Elijah to the study. “We should sign this,” I said without any emotion, showing him the divorce papers. He sat on the sofa across from me, looking at me quietly. His gaze always made me feel a little nervous, but today was different. I signed the papers and urged him to do the same. “Elijah, please,” I whispered, making sure my voice wouldn’t break. “Let's end this.” His face contorted in a horrible expression as he ruthlessly grabbed the agreement from me. But he didn’t sign immediately. He took a long time going over each page while I waited impatiently. Then his phone suddenly rang. I saw it light up with Serena’s name, making my heart tighten. I can’t believe this woman’s timing! But Elijah only glanced at it before returning to reviewing the papers. Perhaps he didn’t want to answer it because I was in the room with him. A myriad of emotions threatened to engulf me. I stood up and positioned myself in front of him with my arms crossed against my heart. “Why don’t you just hurry up and sign those so you can get going? Someone might be waiting for you in the office.” He glanced at me warily, then took out his pen and signed everything. With an angry grunt, he threw the papers down on the sofa and stormed out of the room. Watching him go, I was filled with overwhelming feelings — relief, frustration, anger, sadness. “I’m finally free,” I murmured to myself incredulously. While I was packing my bags in the bedroom, Morgana suddenly charged inside. In her usual bossy voice, she said, “The morning’s almost over, Sophia! Go do the laundry now.” With a sarcastic huff, I turned around to face her. “Sorry, but Elijah and I just signed a divorce agreement. I will no longer do any housework for you.” Her face reddened in anger. I could almost see steam coming out of her ears as she crossed her arms on her pit and scolded me angrily. "You married into our family for two years, no children, and now you want a divorce," she spat out bitterly. I scoffed, not bothering to respond. It doesn’t matter anymore. I can finally ignore her completely! But then, almost as quickly as her anger had surfaced, her mood changed. “You know what? It's actually quite nice,” she said, her tone almost mocking. “Elijah can finally marry someone better, like Serina. Every single day that I see you hanging your head in despair, it just makes my blood boil. Anyone would make a better wife than you!” Her words infuriated me. I wanted to slap away that haughty look on her face, but it would just be a waste of energy. I’m done here. I’m done with all this. Suddenly, memories flooded back of a time when Morgana had shown kindness, especially during my pregnancy with her grandchild. She had been caring and considerate. However, after I lost my baby, her demeanor changed drastically. She began treating me like a mere servant rather than a member of the family. I could never understand why she became so hostile all of a sudden. Sometimes I wondered if it had more to do with herself than with me. That afternoon, I went home to where I grew up. As I settled in, I felt relieved that at least I had a place I could call my own. “Luckily I hadn’t sold it,” I muttered, looking around the living room and remembering my adoptive father. This house is the only connection I have left with him. Night swept in quickly. I was worn out and exhausted. Climbing onto my old bed, I was ready to relax when I received a message from my best friend Kayla. It showed a secretly taken photo of Elijah and Serena in a club, sitting intimately close and laughing together. A chill ran down my spine as I read the angry message from Kayla: That Elijah! You have no idea what I saw! Elijah was out partying and flirting with that Serena, which he never did with you! My heart sank, anger and sadness clouded my mind as I realized he was indeed getting back together with Serena and flaunting her around. Forcing back my tears, I told Kayla: It’s over between me and Elijah. We were divorced. CHAPTER 4 “Aaarrgghh! I so hate that guy for doing this to you!” Kayla hissed. “If I had known he’d treat you like that, I wouldn’t have allowed you to even come near him during our grad celebration! And I wouldn’t have kept pushing you to hook up with him, no matter how gorgeous he was!” Being the daughter of Raven Media’s renowned CEO, Kayla Davis always hung out with high society. She saw Elijah a lot at parties since they belonged to the same circle. We also all happened to attend Fairview University where Kayla and I had majored in Interior Design. Hence, she not only knew Elijah but Serena too. “You should have seen them at the party last night!” she cried out, causing some people to give us a dirty look. Lowering her voice, she leaned forward with a repulsed look. “They didn’t even care that I was there! They were just… Aaahhh! I really couldn’t take it, so I went over there and gave them a piece of my mind. I told them they ought to be ashamed of themselves!” “Oh, wow,” I uttered in disbelief. “But it’s over now, Kayla. I’m doing my best to move on.” Kayla was still fuming. But then, she eventually smiled and leaned over to squeeze my hands. “I’m always here for you, Sophia. You know that.” “Thanks so much. I’m really grateful to have someone who really cares about me,” I responded with a fluttering heart. “Well, you’ve always had my back even in high school. So now it’s my turn to return the favor.” Kayla and I became best friends during our freshman year in high school. We came to know each other well when we first worked on an art project together. We’d hit it off at once, and the rest was history. “Anyway, I can see that Elijah never loved you and he doesn’t deserve you, Sophia,” she went on. “So what are you planning now?” “Well, I’ve been giving it some thought…” I began, suddenly feeling excited for the future. “A few weeks ago, I applied for this postgraduate program at Goldwell Institute of Art in France—” “You did not!” she interrupted me, her lips turning up into a huge grin. Suddenly, she jumped up from her seat and gave me a hug. “This will surely be your big break!” I laughed. “I haven’t been accepted yet, you know.” “Oh, but you will be!” Kayla’s enthusiasm was so contagious that I could already picture myself studying there, exploring France, and enjoying myself. But then, my mood suddenly changed again when I heard my phone ringing and saw Elijah’s name popping up on the screen. I froze up. Kayla’s eyes narrowed when she saw it too. “Go ahead and answer it. See what he has to say.” As soon as I accepted the call, I heard Elijah’s sharp tone of voice on the other end. “You filed for our divorce, and now your family wants cash from me?! Unbelievable!” “Wait, what do you mean?” “You know I’m busy in the office, then here comes your brother with another excuse for needing financial help! He had the nerve to barge into the conference room and disrupt our meeting!” Elijah railed angrily. I felt mortified and helpless. “I’ll talk to Troy.” “Good. Make sure he doesn’t come back again ever.” Then he hung up. I was so shocked that I couldn’t speak for a while. My family's constant demands for cash had reached a tipping point. No matter how many times I tried to set boundaries, they continued to use me and interrupt Elijah. It felt like I had no control over the situation, and it was greatly upsetting. “Sorry I have to go now, Kayla,” I said, bravely deciding to act immediately. She nodded in understanding and we said goodbye. I immediately rushed to the house where my adoptive mother and brother had moved to after my adoptive father Tom Bennett passed away. He’d left me the original house where he’d taken care of me like his real own child. But the rest of the inheritance had been taken by his wife and son. They’d bought a bigger house and I never heard from them again. Not until they learned of my marrying a wealthy man in the famous Sinclair clan. Brenda was certainly not pleased to hear what I had to say. “What did you say?! You divorced Elijah, the billionaire CEO of Sinclair Realty Group?!! Are you out of your mind?!!” Behind her, my brother Troy looked as if he wanted to punch the wall. “It was never going to work out,” I said, trying to maintain my composure. “Just please stop bothering him. We’ve cut our ties. You can’t ask for anything from him anymore.” “Oh, man!” Troy exclaimed with frustration. Two years ago, after I married Elijah, Brenda and Troy came back and pretended like we were a tight-knit family. At first, Elijah was kind and understanding of their needs. But when he noticed how abusive they had become, always asking for financial support, he became impatient and angry. One time, they even borrowed cash in my name and never paid it back. It had become one of the reasons why Morgana was so angry with me. “Did you fight? Maybe you can still fix it!” Brenda said, looking desperate. Troy scoffed. “When I went to his office, I saw him talking to this beautiful, sexy blonde. I’m guessing there’s a third party involved! People who don’t know better would think that woman is his wife!” CHAPTER 5 My heart felt like it would explode any time now. “It doesn’t matter,” I eventually said to Troy. “It’s none of my business now. I don’t care what he does with that woman or with whomever.” Then staring hard at him and my foster mother, I said sharply, “We’re definitely not getting back together, so the two of you should just stop going to him for anything! Just stop!” “But…” Brenda began to protest. I raised my hand to stop her. “Elijah and I are over. Besides, I’ll soon move to France and study there. And since you only contacted me again because of Elijah’s wealth, then now you won’t have any more need for me, right?” They were both shocked at my words because I had never spoken like that in the past. But it was time for me to step up and put myself first for once. “All thing that you swindled out of my ex-husband’s pocket, consider it as your payment for raising me,” I went on in a steady voice. “We don’t have to see or talk to each other ever again.” On the way home, I began to feel a migraine coming. I closed my eyes and massaged my temples as I sat in the back seat of a cab. All of this drama’s taking a toll on me, I guess. But as I neared the house, I felt increasingly queasy and unwell. I realized my health hadn’t fully recovered since the loss. “Could you please take me to the hospital?” I asked the driver, trying to keep my voice steady despite the rising nausea. He nodded and quickly changed course, navigating toward the nearest medical facility. The ride felt endless, each bump in the road exacerbating my discomfort. By the time we arrived, I could barely contain the churning in my stomach. I burst through the hospital doors, a wave of dizziness threatening to overwhelm me. My vision blurred, and I stumbled forward, nearly colliding with a figure in front of me. Before I could hit the ground, strong hands gripped my arms, steadying me. Gasping for breath, I looked up and found myself staring into the concerned eyes of a very handsome and familiar-looking man. “Are you okay? You look like you're about to faint,” he said, his brows furrowed with worry. With our eyes locked on each other, before I could even reply, a look of recognition crossed his features. “Oh, wait! It’s you. Sophia Bennett from Green Valley High, right?” I was surprised, looking at him closely. His features reminded me of someone I knew a long way back. “Uh, Daniel?” I eventually said, recalling his name. We had gone to the same high school, but he was a year older than me. “Yes, yes. Wait, let me bring you to our family doctor. You look really pale.” I felt too sick to pretend I was fine, so I just let him lead me through the corridor and into one of the clinics. He quickly introduced me to the doctor whom he seemed to know well. As the doctor greeted me, concern etched across his face, I explained how I'd been feeling. He listened attentively, nodding as I spoke. After a brief discussion, he led me to an examination room, asking Daniel to wait outside. The examination was thorough, and I appreciated the doctor's calming demeanor. Afterward, he suggested some basic tests to determine the cause of my symptoms. “How are you feeling now?” Daniel asked kindly once I sat down beside him in the waiting area. “A little better, but still kinda dizzy,” I answered honestly. “Thanks for the assistance, but it’s okay if you have somewhere to be. You’ve already done too much for me.” “Oh, it’s okay,” he said with a smile. “Unless you don’t want me here.” “It’s nothing like that, of course!” I quickly replied. “Thanks for accompanying me. It feels good to have someone to talk to while I’m here.” “Well, I’m all ears. People say I’m a good listener.” I beamed at him, his presence a comforting anchor in the sterile hospital environment. Chuckling, I said, “I don’t really know you, Daniel…” “You know my name. That’s a start.” His grin seemed to brighten up the surroundings, and I just felt immediately comfortable with him. I couldn't help but feel a sense of familiarity and trust wash over me. We hadn't been close in high school, but something about his calm demeanor and genuine concern made me want to open up. “I remember… Daniel Pierce…” I began, smiling. I could feel my headache and nausea diminishing. “High school jock, but a bit geeky and always at the top of the class.” He laughed. “You’ve got a good memory, Sophia Bennett. I remember you too — the smart, quiet, very talented artist whom all the boys noticed but never had the nerve to approach.” I laughed too at his astonishing description of me. “You’re joking!” “No, it’s true… Really! I’m sure you’ve managed to get yourself a very good-looking husband. Let me guess, a CEO?” He was kidding, but hitting close to home made me frown as I remembered Elijah. “Good-looking, yes. CEO, yes. But husband? Not anymore.” “Oh.” His expression changed immediately. “I’m sorry to hear that.” “You know, it's been a rough few months,” I began tentatively, twiddling my thumbs in my lap. “I'm actually going through a divorce, and my family... they keep asking for cash from my ex-husband, which just complicates things even more.” Daniel's expression shifted to one of empathy, and he nodded, encouraging me to continue. “And then I lost my baby...It's been tough, physically and emotionally. I just feel like I'm carrying the weight of the world on my shoulders, you know?” He nodded in understanding. “I’m so sorry to hear all that, Sophia. But you seem like a really strong woman. I’m sure you can get back on your feet in no time. Usually, it helps to be in a change of environment. Have you considered that?” “Yeah, starting anew in a foreign land,” I answered, thinking about my application in France. “Hmm… sounds like a pretty bold move," Daniel remarked, his eyes reflecting admiration and amusement at the same time. “It takes courage to make such a big change.” I smiled weakly. “Actually, I've applied for graduate studies in France. It's something I've always wanted to do.” Daniel's eyebrows shot up in surprise. “Really? That's incredible! I recently got accepted at the Goldwell Business School in Paris…” My jaw dropped. “What? I’m planning to go to the Goldwell Institute of Art!” He looked at me with astonishment. “What are the odds, huh? Looks like we’ll be seeing more of each other. Those institutions share practically the same campus.” I couldn't believe the coincidence, though I was still feeling down. “That’s really… something else.” “Surely you’ll get in. Where do you plan to stay in Paris?” “The Latin Quarter, of course. I’m looking at an apartment there, since it’s where most students live.” Daniel chuckled. “And it looks like we’ll be neighbors too. I think we were meant to cross paths again right now, right here.” He gave me a lopsided grin. “Who knows? Maybe we’re destined to explore France together! When you book your plane ticket, let me know. Let’s fly together. I mean, if that’s alright with you?” His offer warmed my heart, and for the first time in a long while, I felt a glimmer of hope. “Thank you, Daniel…” Suddenly, I heard my name being called by the assistant, motioning for me to come back into the clinic. “Miss Sophia Bennett?” she informed me. “Your test results are here.” CHAPTER 6 Daniel followed me into the doctor's office, providing support. The doctor smiled warmly at us, his expression giving nothing away. “Well, Sophia,” he began, his tone measured, “the results are in. Congratulations to you both.” I felt a rush of confusion and disbelief. “You’re going to be parents. Congratulations!” the doctor added. I’m… pregnant?! How could that be? My last baby had left me only months ago. Even I just signed divorce papers with Elijah, and now I'm carrying his child? The room spun around me as embarrassment flooded my cheeks. Probably because he was mistaken for the baby's father, Daniel looked surprised but did not contradict the doctor. “Other than that, you’re perfectly healthy, Sophia,” the doctor assured me. He went on to discuss some things with Daniel, but I hardly heard them talking. My heart pounded crazily, and my mind felt fuzzy. Once again, I felt like I was caught up in a weird dream. None of it was real. Daniel was quiet as we left the hospital. I didn’t know what to say either. “Let me drive you home, Sophia,” he offered once we were outside. His eyes were filled with concern for me. I was just too tired and confused to say no, so I simply nodded. He did not ask any questions, and I was glad. What am I going to do? I asked myself in silence while in the car, feeling the panic rising in my throat. This is the worst timing ever. Elijah and I just got divorced, and I’m supposed to have a whole new life ahead of me. Anxiety took over me. Everything was about to change again. If I have this baby, it won’t have a father, I thought bitterly. And how can I take care of it on my own while living in a different country where I don’t have anyone to help me? My hand moved toward my tummy. There was no baby bump yet, but knowing that there was a little one growing inside gave me chills. Suddenly, I remembered how painful it had been to lose my baby before. This is a blessing, a second chance for me to become a mother. Would I want to risk losing another baby? Slowly I began to calm down. I took deep breaths until my head began to clear. This is a miracle, I told myself. I should be grateful. As I rubbed my belly, I spoke in my mind. I’m so sorry, baby. It’s just all too sudden. But I know that I’m going to take care of you and love you with all my heart. Days flew by, bringing a welcomed calm without Elijah, Brenda, and Troy in the picture. However, internally, I remained in turmoil. Then, the news I had been eagerly awaiting arrived—I had been accepted into my dream university to study art and design once more! Despite the uncertainty of juggling studies with a baby, I couldn't let this opportunity slip away. In just a week’s time, I found myself waving goodbye to Kayla at the airport. “Call me when you get there!” she said, her eyes gleaming with tears. It was the first time we would be apart for a long time, and we were like sisters. As I settled into my seat on the airplane, bound for Paris, excitement and nervousness mingled within me. The prospect of starting a new life in a different country threatened to overwhelm my senses. The plane began its ascent, lifting off the ground. I felt a wave of panic wash over me. Beside me, Daniel sensed my unease and reached over, gently squeezing my hand. “Everything will be okay,” he reassured me. “I'm here. We'll do this together.” His words were a comforting balm to my anxious soul, and I found great comfort in his presence. As we chatted throughout the plane ride, ate together, fell asleep, and then chatted some more, I began to relax and come to terms with the situation. I can do this, I thought with more confidence. Then touching my tummy, I silently whispered, You’re my lucky charm, my baby. By the time we landed safely, Daniel and I were like old buddies. I was truly grateful that he was with me. As the cab wound through Paris, iconic landmarks flashed past—the Eiffel Tower dominating the skyline, the majestic Louvre in the distance, and quaint streets bustling with cafes and shops. Despite my worries, the beauty of the city had me momentarily elated, filling me with a sense of excitement and wonder. Beside me, Daniel seemed entranced, his eyes wide with wonder. Soon, we were unloading my bags at my new apartment. It was semi-furnished, and I was immediately drawn to the light blue walls and the inviting white sofa. But my favorite part of all was the large window that gave me a fantastic view of the busy city street below. This was it—the start of my new life in Paris. I turned to Daniel, who was looking around the apartment with a satisfied smile. “Looks like you've got yourself a nice little place here,” he remarked, glancing back at me. "Yeah, I think I'm going to like it here," I replied. Daniel chuckled. “Just remember to take it easy, okay? You've had a long journey.” I rolled my eyes. “I'm fine, Daniel. I'm not going to keel over from exhaustion.” He raised an eyebrow, and then grinned. “I'm just saying, you’ll be too heavy for me to carry if you collapse!” I threw the throw pillow at him jokingly. “Oh, shut up.” We both laughed. He added, “You need to get some beauty sleep, Sophia. I'm sure you'll want to look your best when you meet your new classmates.” “Oh, so now you're concerned about my appearance?” Daniel grinned. “Hey, a little rest never hurt anyone. And who knows, maybe you'll meet a cute French guy who'll sweep you off your feet.” I playfully nudged him. “I think I'll pass on that, thank you very much. I'm here to focus on my studies, not my love life.” He appeared pleased with that statement. “Fair enough,” he answered with a teasing smile. “But you never know what could happen. Paris is the city of love, after all.” I felt a little flutter in my heart, wondering if I could learn to look at him as more than a friend. Perhaps it's more accurate to say he's akin to a brother rather than just a friend. The assistance he's provided far exceeds anything I've received from Elijah in years. Sighing, I went over to my bags. “Come on, just help me unpack already so we can check out your apartment next.” As we were unpacking, my phone rang. I figured it was Kayla so I asked Daniel to answer it, showing him that my hands were full at the moment. “Hello?” I heard Daniel say. He put the call on speaker mode. “Who the hell is this? Where's Sophia?” a very familiar male voice demanded, his tone aggressive and impatient. My heart felt like it had just plummeted to the ground. I felt my whole body trembling when Daniel handed the phone to me. I didn't have to hold the phone to my ear to hear Elijah's furious growling, "Sophia, YOU CAN'T just walk away like this! Where the hell are you now?! Without my permission, you are not allowed to go anywh...." I pressed the button to end the call without hearing his entire words, calming my quivering heart with a big and deep breath. It's true that Elijah has never been very considerate or tender with me, but he hasn't really stepped on me rudely either. It's just that lately, he's been indifferent to me. Anyway, he'd never been as emotionally cranky as he was now. Did my leaving make him care? No, don't be silly, Sophia, he can be with Serena again now. He's free. How do you expect that he would care about you, a woman he had never loved? Daniel noticed my paradoxical anxiety. "Who is he?" Daniel inquired. But I could see in his eyes that he clearly knew the answer to that question. I sighed, "My husband. No, ex-husband."	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2,014,307	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2014259}'	No	2024-09-18 19:15	active	1505		Her groom ran away from wedding to pursue his first love. Heartbroken, she randomly found a disabled man who was also abandoned to get married. Unexpectedly, he turned out to be a billionaire! ===== Chapter 1 How About We Get Married? "Today is our wedding day! What am I supposed to do if you leave?" At the wedding, Elyse Lloyd was in a panic as she grabbed Theo Ward's wrist to stop him from leaving, her eyes filling with pleading. "Kaelyn knows about our wedding, and now she's threatening to jump off a building. You are aware of her depression, aren't you? I have to go save her." Theo explained impatiently and pushed Elyse aside. The venue was filled with the family and friends of both parties, all seated and waiting. The officiant had posed the question to Theo about his willingness to marry Elyse. Instead of replying, he ignored the officiant, answered his phone, and then abruptly attempted to leave. "Kaelyn Bennett totally stabbed you in the back before. She's caused you so much pain--why the heck must you go see her right now?" "You're not in a position to judge what happened between me and Kaelyn. No matter her wrongs or the pain she caused, you don't measure up to her." A pain struck Elyse's heart. "You're more concerned with your wedding than a living person's life. You're so heartless. Let's reschedule the wedding." Without a glance at her pale face, he strode away from the ornate altar, oblivious to the puzzled looks of gathered guests. Elyse cried out, sitting pitifully on the floor. She trembled, tears ruining her carefully applied makeup. The man she had loved for three years, disregarding her dignity, had chosen another woman without a second thought on their big day. He was consumed with thoughts of Kaelyn's distress but seemed indifferent to how lost and humiliated she felt, left alone at the altar. All around her, countless eyes watched, some mocking, some pitying, and others even gloating. Elyse had never felt such torment! Her father, Lanny Lloyd, approached. She hoped for comfort, but instead, he scolded her sharply, "You can't even keep a man. How useless!" After berating her, he left with his wife, Glenda Lloyd, without a backward glance. Her sister, Mabel Lloyd, emerged from the crowd with a smirk. "Well, that's embarrassing, Elyse. Your groom ran off, and now you're a laughingstock. I'm embarrassed for you. Imagine how Mom and Dad feel." After saying that, she turned and left. One by one, all of Elyse's family members departed, leaving her completely alone. Initially, Theo's parents felt guilty, but upon witnessing her family's reaction, all traces of guilt dissipated. "Even her own parents didn't support her. It seems this isn't entirely Theo's fault." "Yes, if she were a good partner, why would her fiancé leave her?" "Did she cheat on him? What else would make a groom leave like that?" The murmurs of criticism from the surrounding guests grew louder and harsher. Suddenly, there were noises nearby. Turning around, Elyse spotted a man in a suit sitting alone in a wheelchair. The officiant, looking flustered, asked, "Where is your bride?" Wiping away her tears, she halted a passing staff member and inquired, "That man is a groom, right? Where is his bride?" The staff member glanced at her and responded, "She didn't show up. I heard it was because she couldn't deal with her husband's disability." "And he's been waiting here all this time?" The staff member nodded. The wheelchair-bound groom was facing away from Elyse, and they were a fair distance apart. She couldn't see his expression, but she understood the pain of being left alone. They were both unfortunate souls, abandoned. After a moment of reflection, a determined look settled in Elyse's eyes. She had loved Theo for three years, but he had betrayed her. Why should she remain loyal to him? She realized she didn't need to be with him at all. As she suddenly stood up, the guests who had been whispering and mocking her fell silent. All eyes instinctively focused on her as she lifted the hem of her dress and confidently walked toward the man in the wheelchair. The sight of a bride in a white wedding dress approaching left the man's guests equally stunned. Hearing the rustle of her dress, the man in the wheelchair turned around slowly. Elyse halted and gazed at the handsome man before her, a spark of surprise in her eyes. She then extended her hand and said, "Hello, I heard you're in need of a bride. My groom just left me. How about we get married?" Chapter 2 What Was She Up To? "My name is Elyse Lloyd. If it's all right with you, we can get married today," she proposed confidently. Her bold proposal left the crowd in shock, prompting several to capture the moment with their phones. "Miss Lloyd, are you certain about this decision? Given my disability, I may not be able to provide the future you envision," the man replied openly, without hiding his condition, and gently urged her to think it over. "I've made up my mind," Elyse responded with determination. "I'm Jayden," he introduced himself. Seeing her resolve, Jayden Owen grasped her hand and shared his concern, "I fear you might regret this choice later on." Elyse chose not to respond. She was sure of her decision. She had once been solely focused on marrying Theo, who never truly reciprocated her love. Now, who she married seemed inconsequential. After efficiently wrapping up the wedding formalities at City Hall, Elyse and Jayden were now bound by matrimony, officially united as husband and wife. With the marriage certificate in hand, Elyse experienced a profound sense of relief. Theo had broken her heart, and she was resolute in never returning to him. Regarding her father, since she would not be marrying into the Ward family, he had another daughter to think about. She understood her little sister Mabel too well. As someone driven by greed, how could Mabel resist the temptation to become Theo's wife and a member of the Ward family? Thus, marrying Jayden was Elyse's perfect escape from her family's clutches. She had no intention of going back home again. While she gazed thoughtfully at the marriage certificate, Jayden asked, "What's on your mind? Regretting your decision to marry a disabled man?" Elyse shook her head, took hold of the wheelchair, and replied, "I think it was a good decision." Jayden smiled slightly, though his eyes betrayed a hint of skepticism and mistrust. How could any woman genuinely want to marry a disabled man? He figured she was just putting on an act--an act that couldn't last forever. He needed a bride momentarily to distract his family while he pursued his own goals. Well, he decided, he might as well see what she was up to. Elyse helped Jayden into the car, and they drove to his house. Jayden's home was opulent, complete with a garden and a swimming pool, and staffed with a butler in a tuxedo and uniformed maids. As Elyse stepped onto the plush wool carpet, she truly realized that her new husband was far from ordinary. The butler, Driscoll Lee, approached them respectfully and inquired, "Mr. Owen, is this your bride?" Surveying the opulent house and recollecting her newlywed husband's full name, a sudden realization dawned on Elyse. The Owens were the most influential family in town, and Jayden Owen was particularly notable among his peers for his business acumen and exceptional talent. He was one of the wealthiest men around. However, after a car accident a year ago that cost him his legs, Jayden had faded from the public eye and his prior achievements were largely forgotten. So, she had married the legendary Jayden Owen? Elyse recalled hearing rumors about his engagement to a girl from the Foster family. The bride who had disappeared on her wedding day was supposed to be that Foster girl. Upon hearing Jayden's full name at City Hall, Elyse hadn't dwelled on it much. If she had known his background sooner, she wouldn't have had the courage to broach the topic of marriage with him. Jayden noticed the shock and panic on her face but remained silent. He still doubted that she truly hadn't recognized him. After all, his disability was well known. "This is Elyse Lloyd, my wife. From now on, she will be the hostess here," Jayden introduced her firmly. "Joanna Foster escaped on our wedding day because she didn't want to marry a disabled man," he added bluntly. "Joanna Foster disappeared on the wedding day?" Driscoll expressed his surprise. The Foster family had been eager to forge a union with the Owen family through marriage, pushing for Jayden to marry Joanna. On the wedding day, however, the bride had disappeared. Wasn't this a deliberate humiliation of Jayden? Driscoll felt sympathy for him and offered some consolation, "Sir, perhaps it's for the best that she left. It seems you might have found the right person after all." Elyse had shown no concern for Jayden's disability and was willing to marry him. That indeed counted for something. Chapter 3 He Could Walk Fluidly Looking at Jayden's legs, Elyse felt a wave of sympathy for him. Jayden had once been at the pinnacle of success, and now he seemed so vulnerable. Just because he was disabled, his bride had callously abandoned him at the altar, showing him no respect whatsoever. He must have felt even more devastated than she did during the wedding. Approaching Jayden, Elyse took his hand and said earnestly, "Don't worry. We are husband and wife now. I will take care of you for the rest of our lives." Jayden's expression turned rigid. Could she really mean it, promising to take care of him for a lifetime? He doubted her sincerity, thinking she was just putting on an act of compassion. Without a word, Jayden maneuvered his wheelchair into the study on the first floor. "I'm sorry," Driscoll said apologetically. "Since his accident, he's been a bit more temperamental." "It's fine. I understand," Elyse replied, dismissing it with a wave of her hand. Anyone in his situation might change. She then followed Driscoll upstairs to a room on the second floor. -- "Sir." In the study stood a bald man named Vinny Bailey, clad in a tight black shirt that accentuated his prominent tendons. Respectfully, Vinny ignited a lighter and lit a cigar for Jayden. "Joanna has gone abroad. The Foster family is desperately trying to come up with a solution." "They've taken thirty million and five major projects from me. Is this their way of repaying me?" Jayden let out a puff of smoke and remarked casually, "If I don't teach them a lesson, others will see me as a pushover. The Fosters need to learn a few things." "Do you want us to bring Joanna back?" Vinny inquired, nodding. "And as for your new wife, should we make some introductions with our men?" "No need." Jayden, cigar clenched between his teeth, lifted a document from the desk and strolled over to the window. The wheelchair was tucked away in a corner of the room, ignored, as he moved fluidly across the floor. This document detailed Elyse's entire life, from her childhood through to her college life, even including her romance with Theo. He casually flipped through the pages and drawled, "An ordinary woman. She married me just for my money." Back then, the Owens had declared their search for a wife for Jayden, aiming simply to secure an heir. Upon the announcement, no wealthy family was eager to marry their daughter to him, except for the Fosters, who had enriched themselves through their daughters' marriage. The Fosters' motive was straightforward--to exchange their daughter for resources and money. Vinny saw no other reason for Elyse to marry Jayden but for financial gain. Yet, there was another twist. "She was originally going to marry Theo Ward." "Ward? The Ward family that's well-known?" Jayden lifted an eyebrow. "Yes. But apparently, the groom ran off to reunite with his ex-girlfriend after receiving a phone call." Vinny paused, then speculated, "Maybe she married you just to spite Theo Ward." Jayden ceased perusing the documents and glanced up at Vinny with a hint of annoyance. "You're looking at it too simplistically. By marrying me, she stands to gain more. That's the real reason she married me, despite my disability." In Jayden's eyes, Elyse hadn't yet revealed her true intentions. But he didn't mind her interest in his money. He needed a wife to appease his family. If she married him for gain, it would make a future divorce simpler for him. -- Perched on the edge of the bed, Elysee scrolled through her phone and noticed the trending topics. #Bridegroom Ran Away For His Ex #Bride Marries Stranger To Anger Her Ranaway Groom She casually scrolled through the comments. The public deemed the entire situation unbelievable and both parties' actions as unreasonable. Nevertheless, discussions had thrust Elyse's name into circulation because of it. Some even discovered she was a violinist in an orchestra and stumbled upon a video of her past performance. Unable to resist, Elyse was watching these videos when Theo called. "Where are you, Elyse? Let's meet and talk." Chapter 4 Who Were You Married To? As Elyse descended the stairs to the villa's entrance, Driscoll approached her with concern. "It's quite late. Where are you off to? Shall I arrange a car for you?" "No, thanks. I'll be back soon." Driscoll watched her depart before heading to the study. Elyse, having agreed to meet Theo, called a taxi and was soon en route. Fifteen minutes later, she entered a coffee shop and instantly noticed Theo, who was in high spirits, busy texting on his phone. A flicker of sarcasm crossed her eyes as she approached and sat across from him. Theo looked up, his expression souring. "Why are you so late? Do you have any idea how long I've been waiting?" Staring back at him, Elyse felt a chill. They had been together for a long time, yet he was always domineering toward her, a stark contrast to his demeanor with Kaelyn. She had once loved him, believing she could endure anything. Only today had she realized how foolish that was. If she didn't love herself, how could she expect anyone else to love her? "If you don't want to wait, you can leave," Elyse retorted icily. Theo, taken aback by her response, grew visibly more upset. "You're holding a grudge about what happened at the wedding, aren't you? I get why you're upset, but you can't be more understanding and reasonable? I left because Kaelyn was in dire straits--she was depressed and contemplating suicide." "You can go to anyone you want. You don't need to explain anything to me--I don't care anymore." Elyse found humor in his words. Theo couldn't believe she was indifferent. They had been together for three years, and everyone knew how deeply she loved him. He thought her claim of indifference was merely a result of anger. But he was confident he could easily resolve this. Just a few sweet words and she'd come back to him. "It's not a big deal. I came back to you after handling everything, didn't I? I'll visit your parents soon, and we can start planning the wedding again," Theo said. "No need for that." "What?" "There won't be a wedding." Elyse's face was devoid of emotion. "We're done." "Why are you still upset? I left at the wedding, but I came back for you. Can't you forgive me?" Theo frowned. "Forgive you? Forgive you for abandoning me for another woman?" Elyse slammed her hand on the table. "Do you have any idea what I've been through since you left? Your family has been calling me names, even though you were the one who left me at the altar--just for another woman!" "Elyse Lloyd!" Theo shouted her name furiously. "What others say is their issue. Isn't our three-year relationship strong enough for you to trust me?" "Three years, and yet you never forgot your ex," Elyse countered, her face marked by disappointment. "I believed we'd be together forever, but it seems three years was our limit. We're done, Theo. It's clear we're not suited for each other." While speaking, she retrieved a ring from her bag and set it down on the table--the same ring he had used to propose. She recalled the joy she felt that day, now overshadowed by her current despair. Elyse gave Theo one last look, mentally closing the chapter on their three years together. She grabbed her bag and departed without a backward glance. Theo was stunned. Was Elyse dumping him? He always saw her as a simp, her family reliant on his. How could she just walk away? Humiliated, he chased after her, grabbed her shoulder, and said forcefully, "You have no right to break things off! Remember, your father's business relies on me. Without me, your family has nothing. Come back, and we'll marry in a few days to make up for today!" "Let me go!" Elyse fought back fiercely and yelled with defiance and frustration, "I'm married. Stop bothering me!" "So what if you are married! You will always belong to me." After blurting that out, he froze and asked incredulously, "What did you say? You're married? Who to?" While he was momentarily dazed, Elyse wriggled free from his grip. She hadn't anticipated turning around to find Jayden sitting in a wheelchair quietly a few meters behind her. "Jayden!" she exclaimed. Chapter 5 You Can Stand? "Didn't I make it clear? I'm married. We're over. This is my husband," Elyse said as she quickly moved to Jayden's side, gripping his arm. Theo stared at Jayden, failing to recognize him. With a sneer, he said, "To get back at me, you married a disabled man?" He then extended his hand, commanding in a domineering tone, "Elyse, come here! I'll make it up to you when we get back." But Elyse looked at him as if he were a stranger. "Did you hear me? Come here!" Theo grew frustrated. Elyse reflected on how she would have responded in the past--she would definitely walk over to his side. She had loved him deeply for three years. Her feelings had been genuine. Yet, the depth of her affection made the betrayal harder to bear. On her first birthday after they got together, she wanted to celebrate it by the sea. To make her happy, Theo bought a camera, promising to capture beautiful photos of her. As they were about to board the plane for their trip to the seaside, Kaelyn was injured on a film set and called Theo. Without any hesitation, Theo left her stranded at the airport. It was the most disappointing birthday Elyse had ever experienced. Theo had once vowed to attend her debut performance with her orchestra, yet she ended up not seeing him there. She lingered in the hall all night, only to learn the next day that he had missed the performance because Kaelyn had become drunk at a dinner party while trying to land a role. He stayed because he was worried she might be taken advantage of. For three years, he had been Kaelyn's protector, but he had never offered Elyse the same safeguard. This accumulation of disappointments came to a head at the wedding. She knew she deserved love and respect, not neglect. "I am Jayden's wife now. I owe my loyalty to him," declared Elyse with a chill in her voice. "Elyse Lloyd!" Theo roared, enraged. He thought Elyse was merely being spiteful and fabricating things due to the day's incidents. As he tried to seize her hand, Jayden intervened, blocking him swiftly. Theo struggled to free his hand, but was unable to. He couldn't overpower a disabled man? The realization pissedhim off. "Release me!" Theo exploded with anger. "She has no desire to leave with you. Can't you understand?" Jayden pressed slowly, his force causing Theo's features to twist in distress. Jayden held on until Theo cried out in pain before releasing him. "Remember this day, Elyse. You'll regret it in the future!" With a hint of embarrassment, Theo glared at Elyse and stormed off after his declaration. Watching him leave, Elyse felt a bitter smile form within her. She knew Theo would not easily let go of being humiliated, but there was no turning back for them now. "Let's go home, Elyse." "Okay." After helping Jayden into the car, they both sat silently, gazing out the window and avoiding any mention of Theo. "How did you know I was out here?" Elyse asked, her curiosity piqued. Without turning to face her, Jayden replied, "Driscoll mentioned it wasn't safe for you to be alone at this hour, so I came to pick you up." In truth, he had suspected she was up to something secretive, but it turned out she was merely meeting her ex. This revelation left him slightly disappointed. "Since you've married me, you should sever ties with your ex. My family members are strict, and I can't cover for you if they find out you're still seeing another man." "I won't see him again. I met him just to return a ring," Elyse responded, nodding. Jayden said nothing more. As long as Elyse respected his boundaries, she was free to make her own choices. When they arrived home, Elyse noticed Jayden heading straight for the study again. Curious, she asked Driscoll, "Why is he always in the study?" "The study is not only his workplace, but it has also become a sanctuary for his soul," Driscoll explained. "And why doesn't he return to his room?" "He does sometimes, but we rarely know when. He prefers that we don't fuss over him too much." With that, Driscoll departed. After freshening up in her room, Elyse was preparing for bed, but her thoughts lingered on the day's events with Jayden. She realized that despite his reserved nature, he was genuinely concerned for her safety. Feeling grateful and wanting to express her thanks, she left her room and walked towards the study. As she approached, she noticed the door was slightly ajar, casting a sliver of light into the hallway. Elyse pushed the door open and to her surprise, saw Jayden standing. She gasped and asked, "Jayden, you can stand?" ==== "You need a bride, I need a groom. Why don't we get married?" Both abandoned at the altar, Elyse decided to tie the knot with the disabled stranger from the venue next door. Pitying his state, she vowed to spoil him once they were married. Little did she know that he was actually a powerful and healthy tycoon. Was Jayden's fake disability revealed just like that? What happens next? 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2,014,305	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2014257}'	Yes	2024-09-18 19:15	active	1505	MULAI MEMBACA👉	Usai bercerai, sang mantan suami segera mengumumkan pertunangannya dengan sang kekasih. Dia terbangun dari kenyataan, menyembunyikan perutnya yang hamil dan pergi, tanpa mengetahui bahwa setelah dia pergi, pria itu menjadi gila mencarinya ke seluruh dunia. ===== Pada suatu malam yang penuh badai, Kelly Khansa menyandarkan diri ke kepala ranjang, membolak-balik buku dan merasa mengantuk. Tiba-tiba, pintu kamar berayun terbuka. Terkejut, Kelly mendongak dan mendapati suaminya, Johan Rahadian, berada di ambang pintu. Sebelum Kelly sempat mengucapkan sepatah kata pun, Johan bergegas ke arahnya... Ketika dia hampir pingsan, Johan melepaskannya dan menuju kamar mandi. Beberapa saat setelah Johan menghilang di balik pintu kamar mandi, ponselnya yang berada di atas nakas mulai menyala. Secara refleks, Kelly melirik ke arahnya dan melihat sebuah pesan baru muncul di layar. "Johan, aku minta maaf, oke? Bisakah kamu berhenti kembali pada istrimu yang bisu setiap kali kita bertengkar? Itu benar-benar menyakitiku." Cahaya memudar dari mata Kelly. Dia menyadari bahwa dia tidak akan pernah menguasai seni mengomel dengan manja atau menyampaikan keluhan dengan lembut di tengah keheningan malam. Karena penyakit yang dideritanya sejak kecil, suara Kelly telah dicuri darinya, sehingga dia tidak dapat berbicara. Dia hanya bisa mengeluarkan suara-suara yang pecah. Melalui kaca buram jendela kamar mandi, Kelly dapat melihat siluet Johan yang tinggi. Dia mengalihkan tatapannya dengan cepat. Setelah keluar dari kamar mandi, Johan mengeringkan rambut dengan asal-asalan sambil menatapnya dengan tatapan meremehkan. "Apa kamu baru saja melihat ponselku?" tanyanya. Kelly menegang, menggelengkan kepala dengan cepat, dan menyangkal secara tidak sadar. Dia ingin menjelaskan bahwa itu adalah tatapan yang tidak disengaja. Namun kesabaran Johan sudah menipis. Dia berkata dengan dingin, "Jangan sentuh ponselku lagi." Kelly memaksakan diri untuk tersenyum, lalu menggigit bibir sambil mengangguk. Cinta Johan bukanlah miliknya. Pernikahan mereka diatur oleh kakek pria itu. Johan dengan terus terang mengatakan bahwa dia menikahinya semata-mata karena Kelly adalah putri angkat Keluarga Rahadian, dan dia tidak ingin menentang keinginan kakeknya. Selama lima tahun, Kelly tidak pernah bertindak melewati batas, sepenuhnya sadar bahwa Johan bersama orang lain, tetapi dia tetap diam, takut pria itu akan menganggapnya mengganggu. Sambil menarik napas dalam-dalam, Kelly memberi isyarat tangan bahwa dia akan mengambilkan segelas susu untuknya. Tanpa keberanian untuk menatap tatapan cuek Johan, dia buru-buru keluar dari ruangan. Di belakangnya, Johan mengambil ponselnya dan menghapus pesan itu tanpa memeriksa isinya. Kelly bangun lebih awal. Johan, yang terkenal karena kebiasaannya pilih-pilih makanan, memiliki perut yang sensitif. Selama bertahun-tahun, Kelly dengan cermat menyiapkan sarapannya setiap pagi. Saat Johan menuruni tangga, hal pertama yang menarik perhatiannya adalah Kelly yang sedang sibuk di dapur. Tali celemeknya menonjolkan pinggang ramping Kelly wanita itu adalah lambang kelembutan, selalu tenang dan menghindari keributan, benar-benar seorang istri yang patut dicontoh. Sebuah kelembutan yang samar muncul di wajah Johan yang biasanya tanpa ekspresi. Dia mengambil inisiatif untuk angkat bicara. "Ayo kita sarapan bersama." Dengan gembira, Kelly mengangguk penuh semangat dan memberi isyarat tanda terima kasih. Dia melepaskan celemeknya dan duduk dengan hati-hati di sampingnya, lebih dekat dari sebelumnya. Johan memberikannya sepotong roti lapis, yang diterima Kelly dengan hati-hati dan senyum penuh rasa terima kasih. Dengan sikap acuh tak acuh, Johan berkata, "Besok adalah perayaan seratus hari kelahiran bayi kakakku. Kamu harus ikut denganku." Kelly hampir saja melepaskan roti lapis itu dari jemarinya karena keheranan. Johan jarang mengundangnya ke acara-acara publik. Namun di sinilah pria itu, memintanya untuk bergabung dengannya untuk acara seperti itu. Matanya berkedip-kedip dengan keraguan dan konflik. Jejak keengganan melintasi ekspresi Kelly, tanpa disadari oleh Johan. Dengan santai, Johan menambahkan, "Aku akan menyuruh asistenku mengantarkan beberapa pakaian besok dan menjemputmu di siang hari." Kelly tidak punya pilihan lain selain setuju. Keluarga Rahadian memiliki pengaruh yang sangat besar di Arka, dan Denny Rahadian, sang putra sulung, sedang merayakan syukuran seratus hari anak pertamanya dengan sebuah pesta yang mewah. Denny telah memesan sebuah hotel mewah untuk acara tersebut, yang kini penuh dengan kegembiraan. Kelly, yang mengenakan gaun berwarna krem yang dilengkapi dengan riasan tipis, tampak bersinar. Wajahnya yang cantik dan matanya yang cerah membuatnya menjadi pusat perhatian. Namun, tatapan yang menyapanya adalah tatapan kritis, bukan kekaguman. "Betapa beruntungnya dia! Dia terlahir tidak dapat berbicara, tapi dia menikah dengan sangat baik. Kenapa aku tidak bisa seberuntung itu? Apakah karena aku bisa bicara?" "Dan apa gunanya berbicara untukmu? Dapatkah kamu membangkitkan simpati seperti yang dia lakukan?" "Apa maksudmu?" "Ingat, dia terlihat begitu menyedihkan sehingga Rizky Rahadian mengambilnya sebagai anak angkat dan menikahkannya dengan Johan. Dia pintar memanfaatkan rasa kasihan orang lain!" "Orang-orang menyebutnya keberuntungan, tapi itu semua sudah diperhitungkan. Kamu harus belajar darinya!" Dalam hati Kelly memprotes, ingin membantah bahwa Rizky hanya bersimpati padanya. Namun, dia tahu bantahannya yang tanpa suara tidak akan dipedulikan siapa pun. "Kelly, kamu akhirnya datang! Kami sudah menunggumu." Bab 2 Anak Sebuah suara yang manis dan merdu memenuhi udara. Suara itu berasal dari kakak ipar Kelly, Marsela Ramlan, yang sedang menggendong bayinya dan tersenyum hangat pada Kelly. "Ayo gendong bayinya untuk mendapatkan keberuntungan," desak Marsela. "Kamu dan Johan telah berusaha selama lima tahun tanpa ada kabar kehamilan. Inilah saatnya untuk mempercepat usahamu." Semua mata tiba-tiba tertuju pada Kelly dengan tatapan setajam pisau. Tangan Kelly mulai berkeringat karena cemas. Marsela melanjutkan, "Dengar, tidak ada yang menyalahkanmu. Tapi, bersikap lembut saja tidak akan cukup sebagai seorang istri. Bagaimana kamu bisa memenuhi tanggung jawabmu jika kamu tidak bisa melahirkan anak?" Dihimpit rasa malu, Kelly beranjak untuk mengambil bayi Marsela. Namun, Kelly tiba-tiba dihentikan oleh tangan yang lain. Ibu mertuanya, Shella Rustandi, dengan cepat mengambil bayi Marsela. "Anak ini sehat. Kita tidak bisa membiarkan dia terkena risiko terkena nasib buruk atau sakit setelah kamu menggendongnya." Hati Kelly rasanya seperti ditusuk jarum. Dia mencoba menjelaskan bahwa bukan karena dia tidak bisa melahirkan anak. Masalahnya adalah... Kerumunan orang bingung dengan bahasa isyarat Kelly, dan Shella menyela dengan tajam. "Bahkan jika kamu bisa memiliki anak, kami lebih suka kamu tidak melakukannya. Bagaimana jika anakmu juga tidak bisa berbicara? Kami tidak bisa membiarkan hal itu terjadi!" Kerumunan orang bergumam setuju, "Tepat sekali, kita harus memikirkan kesejahteraan anak-anak!" Kelly merasakan ketakutan yang dingin. Jika dia tidak bisa memiliki anak, maka tentu saja wanita itu bisa? Dia tidak mandul seperti yang disiratkan oleh Marsela. Dia pernah hamil secara tidak terduga. Namun, Shella, yang bersikeras bahwa anak itu mungkin mewarisi kebisuannya dan bahwa Johan tidak menginginkan anak seperti itu, memaksanya untuk melakukan a*orsi. Kelly tidak dapat menyampaikan bahwa kebisuannya disebabkan oleh suatu penyakit, bukan karena keturunan. Oleh karena itu, dengan berlinang air mata, dia menggugurkan kandungannya. Rasa sakit dari keputusan itu masih terasa, lebih tajam dari yang pernah dia bayangkan. Marsela berkata dengan lembut, "Bu, aku paham kekhawatiranmu. Tapi, aku hanya bisa memiliki satu anak perempuan, dan aku menghadapi komplikasi yang mungkin mencegahku untuk memiliki anak lagi. Jika Kelly tidak dapat memiliki anak, garis keturunan kita bisa berakhir di sini." Sambil menoleh ke Johan dengan ekspresi lembut, Marsela bertanya, "Johan, apa pendapatmu tentang hal ini?" Perhatian di ruangan itu tertuju pada Johan, banyak yang mengantisipasi terjadinya keributan. Sudah menjadi rahasia umum bahwa Johan tidak menyukai perjodohan yang diatur untuknya. Penolakan publik terhadap Kelly pasti akan menjadi berita utama. Namun, sikap dingin menyelimuti wajah Johan yang tegas saat dia membalas dengan sarkastik, "Kamu terlalu banyak bicara. Apa maksudmu?" Ekspresi Marsela goyah, menyadari bahwa dia secara tidak sengaja telah melewati batas dengan orang yang salah. Shella pun turun tangan, berusaha melerai. "Kakak iparmu hanya mengungkapkan kekhawatirannya karena peduli padamu. Bagaimana kamu bisa berbicara dengan begitu kasar padanya?" Marsela menunduk, suaranya diwarnai penyesalan. "Denny sedang pergi untuk urusan bisnis, dan aku telah menangani semuanya sendiri sejak bayi kami lahir. Aku hanya bermaksud menunjukkan bahwa aku peduli, tapi aku minta maaf jika aku telah menyinggung perasaanmu." Keraguan Johan terlihat jelas, suaranya membeku saat dia berkata, "Jika mengurus rumah tangga terasa sangat berat, kamu tidak perlu memaksakan diri untuk melakukannya." Johan memberi isyarat pada asistennya, memerintahkan asistennya untuk meletakkan hadiah. "Kehidupan pribadiku tidak untuk dibicarakan orang lain," ucapnya dengan tegas. Dalam keheningan yang mencekam setelahnya, dipenuhi dengan tatapan heran dan bingung dari orang-orang di sekitar mereka, Johan menarik Kelly pergi dari pesta. Kelly tercengang, nyaris tidak menyadari kejadian itu sampai mereka duduk di dalam mobil. Dia tidak menyangka Johan akan membelanya secara terbuka. Alis Johan sedikit berkerut, kekesalan menyelimuti suaranya saat dia berkata, "Abaikan saja apa yang mereka katakan." Kelly menggelengkan kepalanya, menandakan bahwa komentar-komentar itu tidak memengaruhinya. Kekesalan Johan semakin menjadi-jadi. "Jadi, selama lima tahun ini, apakah kamu benar-benar tidak pernah mempertimbangkan untuk memiliki anak?" Kelly selalu patuh dan baik hati, cintanya pada Johan tidak perlu dipertanyakan lagi. Namun, ketidakpeduliannya yang tampak jelas terhadap gagasan memiliki anak sekarang membuat Johan meragukan perasaannya. Sejak pernikahan mereka, Kelly telah memendam impian untuk memiliki seorang anak. Namun, dia tahu bahwa selama Shella masih ada, hal itu akan tetap menjadi mimpi. Dia bertanya-tanya apakah Johan sedang menguji keinginannya untuk menjadi seorang ibu. Berhenti sejenak, Kelly akhirnya memberi isyarat untuk melupakan kejadian itu. Dia takut, seperti yang dikatakan Shella, bahwa anaknya mungkin tidak akan bisa berbicara seperti dirinya. Sedikit kekecewaan melintas di mata Johan saat dia menjawab, "Senang mengetahui bahwa kamu telah memikirkannya." Bab 3 Ditemani oleh Orang yang Dicintainya Kelly tidak memperhatikan perasaannya, dengan asumsi bahwa Johan tidak tertarik untuk memiliki anak. Dia berbalik menatap ke luar jendela, matanya mengamati pemandangan kota. "Apakah kamu ingin pergi berbelanja? Atau mungkin ke tempat spa? Aku bisa mengatur seseorang untuk menemanimu," ucap Johan, suara pria itu terdengar dari belakangnya. Kelly menggeleng, bahasa isyaratnya menunjukkan bahwa dia memiliki pekerjaan yang harus diselesaikan. Johan berkata dengan lembut, "Kamu tidak berada dalam posisi yang genting. Kamu tidak perlu memaksakan diri terlalu keras. Kamu bisa tinggal di rumah dan menikmati hidup sebagai istriku." Bagi Kelly, meskipun tidak memiliki cinta, Johan hampir merupakan suami yang ideal dalam segala hal. Selain membuatkan sarapan untuknya, dia tidak memiliki kekhawatiran rumah tangga lainnya, dan pria itu memberinya uang saku bulanan yang besar. Dia bahkan memberinya kartu kredit tambahan untuk belanja tanpa batas. Namun, Kelly mendambakan cinta, bukan kenyamanan materi. Ketika dia pertama kali pindah bersamanya, Johan baru berusia tujuh belas tahun. Pria itu telah berjanji untuk memperlakukannya dengan baik dan mencintainya selamanya. Meskipun janji pertamanya telah ditepati, janji kedua sudah lama terlupakan. Tersesat dalam lamunannya, Kelly hampir tidak menyadari bahwa mobil sudah berhenti. Ketukan lembut di jendela menyadarkannya dari lamunannya. Saat jendela diturunkan, tampak wajah pucat dengan mata merah yang bengkak. Itu adalah pemandangan yang menyedihkan dan menyayat hati, kekasih Johan, Sandra Maulana. Air mata sudah mulai mengalir di wajah Sandra sebelum dia sempat mengucapkan sepatah kata pun. Sambil berpegangan pada jendela mobil dengan penuh kesedihan, dia berbicara dengan suara yang lembut dan memelas. "Aku menunggumu begitu lama, tapi tidak pernah mendengar apa-apa. Aku pergi ke rumahmu, dan mereka mengatakan bahwa kamu sedang menghadiri perayaan seratus hari kelahiran bayi kakakmu. Aku harus mengikutimu ke sini, hanya berharap ada kesempatan untuk bertemu denganmu. Apa kamu benar-benar marah padaku? Apakah kamu datang ke sisinya untuk mencari ketenangan dan menghindari ucapanku yang tak henti-hentinya?" Ada nada sarkasme yang jelas dalam kata-kata Sandra. Kelly dapat merasakan ejekan tidak langsung itu, seolah-olah menyebutnya bisu. Melihat ekspresi Sandra yang bingung, sikap Johan yang tadinya tidak peduli sedikit melunak. "Apa kamu sadar apa kesalahanmu?" Sandra menjawab dengan nada manja, "Jika kamu ingin mendengar permintaan maaf, kamu harus membiarkanku melakukannya secara langsung. Bagaimana aku bisa meminta maaf dengan baik sambil berdiri di tengah cuaca dingin?" Tatapan Sandra kemudian beralih ke arah tempat duduk Kelly. Johan menoleh ke arah Kelly dan memecah keheningan setelah beberapa saat. "Tempat kerjamu ada di sana. Apa kamu tidak mau keluar?" Sebenarnya, masih ada jarak yang cukup jauh dari tempat kerja Kelly, meskipun tidak terlalu jauh. Dulu, Johan selalu mengantarkannya tepat di depan pintu. Kelly, yang patuh seperti biasa, mengangguk dan melangkah keluar dari mobil, hatinya berat. Sambil berpaling, Kelly berjalan menuju tempat kerjanya. Tapi dia tidak pergi jauh. Kelly diam-diam mengamati mobil Johan dari sebuah toko buku tidak jauh dari situ, berdiri di dekat jendela yang menjulang tinggi. Entah kebetulan atau disengaja, mobil itu tidak beranjak pergi, dan jendelanya tetap terbuka. Dari tempatnya berdiri, dia bisa melihat ke dalam mobil. Meskipun posisi Sandra menutupi wajah Johan dari pandangan Kelly, Kelly yakin Johan sangat bahagia. Bagaimanapun juga, pria itu ditemani oleh orang yang dicintainya. Air mata dengan cepat memenuhi mata Kelly dan dengan pelan mengalir di pipinya, mengaburkan riasannya yang tipis. Tampaknya pernikahan kemunafikan dan keterasingan selama lima tahun ini harus diakhiri...... ...... Apa yang akan terjadi selanjutnya? 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2,016,269	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2016159}'	No	2024-09-19 04:27	active	1508	Americans With $10,000+ In Credit Card Debt Can Now Write Off $1,000s From Their Debt...	𝐀𝐓𝐓𝐍: Americans With $10k+ Credit Card Debt You are now eligible to write off $1,000s of your debt thanks to this credit card relief program 💸 For years the big banks & credit card companies have been profiting from YOU, wrongfully adding high interest, fees & charges to your account… … and all the minimum payments you make are ONLY paying off the interest & charges. They are keeping us stuck in this debt cycle for a reason!! But this NEW 2024 Debt Relief Program is here to put a stop to these bad practices and help us everyday Americans become Debt-FREE 🙌 Here’s how the program can help: ✔️ Writes Off 50%+ Of Your Credit Card Debt ✔️ Eliminates All The High Interest Rates & Fees ✔️ Puts $1,000s Back In Your Pocket If you have over $10k+ in credit card debt & keep up with your minimum payments… YOU qualify! Give the team a call TODAY on (888) 335-1469 to see how many $1000s in relief you qualify for! P.S. More than 521,952+ people have already called this year to get the credit card debt relief they deserve. NOW is the time to get yours! 💰	LEARN_MORE	https://thedebtbureau.org/hica-ogqlp-ncv1-cc	The Debt Bureau	https://www.facebook.com/thedebtbureau/	3,585	1969-12-31 18:00	Learn more	www.thedebtbureau.org	VIDEO		https://thedebtbureau.org/hica-ogqlp-ncv1-cc	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/459874788_3928454787481090_184746465064562970_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=109&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=_Ri_u_igbXQQ7kNvgF-x6Ht&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=AWszQkPYVoLKYQau8aIM9QF&oh=00_AYDJ08VCO3JKu9kRfdf4BAutKiKE7Wg1fhW5h0zF_vzxIA&oe=66F1D0B7	PERSON_PROFILE	The Debt Bureau	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,013,702	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2013661}'	No	2024-09-18 19:15	active	1505	Certified 2020 Hyundai Santa Fe	How about test driving one of these rides? They're available at Kelly Hyundai.	SHOP_NOW	https://eas.edmunds.com/rd/dealer-link?eas_vin=5NM	Kelly Hyundai of Hamburg	https://www.facebook.com/KellyHyundaiOfHamburg/	2,194	1969-12-31 18:00	Shop Now	eas.edmunds.com	DPA	58,708 Miles	https://eas.edmunds.com/rd/dealer-link?eas_vin=5NMS3CAD0LH289565&f_eas_cid=61fad181e4b0a8a541456aab	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/434513745_790455796464418_3754295843688497183_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=103&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=ntG8EBHt73wQ7kNvgEchnEW&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=A3GDH60rtZekEeNw7LnKqDq&oh=00_AYDVSMxsHlK5-XmDwU2YmYhtJRYu8sMbH1mVeHM0rbk8tA&oe=66F123D8	PERSON_PROFILE	Kelly Hyundai of Hamburg	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,016,645	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2016800}'	No	2024-09-19 04:27	active	1508	High Interest? Discover Debt Relief!	Crushed by debt? Credit card companies won’t tell you this secret: You could slash your credit card debt by up to 50% if you owe $50,000 or more. This isn’t another loan or the nightmare of bankruptcy—it's a real, federally regulated solution. Don’t wait until it’s too late—click here now to see if you qualify. If you're drowning in $50,000+ of debt, this could be your lifeline. Act now, and take the first step towards financial freedom today!	LEARN_MORE	https://www.unitedfinancialcoach.com/?utm_source=f	Unitedfinancialcoach.com	https://www.facebook.com/61564583628000/	1	1969-12-31 18:00	Learn more	unitedfinancialcoach.com	IMAGE	By clicking the "Submit" button above, you agree to the TERMS OF USE and PRIVACY POLICY and agree to authorize Consolidated Credit under the Fair Credit Reporting Act (FCRA) to obtain your consumer report, credit profile, or other credit information associated with you from any consumer reporting ag...	https://www.unitedfinancialcoach.com/?utm_source=facebook&utm_medium={{placement}}&utm_campaign={{campaign.id}}&utm_content={{adset.id}}&s2={{campaign.id}}&s3={{adset.id}}&s4={{ad.id}}&s5={{placement}}	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/458499493_1203270624155404_8114285936766270579_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=106&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=Yq8Q2Jz57aIQ7kNvgHMTKU4&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=AHaKmRkyFlXDlxByhSmSoL2&oh=00_AYBshEgAZxv4xlNm4T8ifHorxY0Wc_DuP84Gke1IyTmt2Q&oe=66F1D192	PERSON_PROFILE	Unitedfinancialcoach.com	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,016,463	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2016418}'	No	2024-09-19 04:27	active	1508	Low-Cost Credit Repair: A Nonprofit Option	Credit repair can be simple, fast, and low-cost. At Evergreen Financial Counseling, a 501(c)(3)nonprofit, we’re dedicated to helping people move past their financial obstacles. Our credit program will show you how to rebuild your credit score in 2 years—even if you’ve been through a financial meltdown like bankruptcy. Questions? We’re here to answer!	SIGN_UP	http://fb.me/	Evergreen Finanical Counseling a 501c3	https://www.facebook.com/100086498252029/	5	1969-12-31 18:00	Sign Up	fb.me	DCO	Request information on our services.	http://fb.me/	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/460153098_8148523801899375_5044449116067536534_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=100&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=faNiFwD1vBoQ7kNvgEQ72Xq&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=AZc15QUgzWwxpJCYTtgSlpR&oh=00_AYB4zsYlnIJU9hh45FG6W729e7yMCaVHz-JIQHaQ3vfZow&oe=66F1C450	PERSON_PROFILE	Evergreen Finanical Counseling a 501c3	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,016,807	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2016797}'	No	2024-09-19 04:27	active	1508	Americans With Over 20K In Debt Can Now Apply	New Debt Relief Program for Utah residents that owe more than $20K! Click Below and Fill Your Info on the next page to Apply It only takes 30 seconds But be quick, last chance to get a fresh start... Click Below 👇	LEARN_MORE	https://davidthomasfinance.com/deal/find/SF/index.	Tom Douglas	https://www.facebook.com/tomdouglasmortgage/	202	1969-12-31 18:00	Learn More	DAVIDTHOMASFINANCE.COM	DCO	{{product.description}}	https://davidthomasfinance.com/deal/find/SF/index.php	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/459096110_1743602556382764_1988026634773171485_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=110&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=DGV10s0myekQ7kNvgGnuMo8&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=A7ATn562MLXyC3KJTUBcGdW&oh=00_AYCInTeBg3tdgJ5TqshT7u9fSIY0tLVFCj6YjgXBk6RJnQ&oe=66F1C0AD	PERSON_PROFILE	Tom Douglas	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,016,558	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2016240}'	Yes	2024-09-19 04:27	active	1508	Write Off $1,000s In Credit Card Debt Thanks To New Loophole...	FINALLY! Help is now available for American’s with more than $10,000+ in Credit Card Debt… After the banking crisis of March 2023, a group of Financial Whistleblowers discovered a NEW loophole that is set to help well over 14 million everyday Americans write off $1,000s in debt. The best part? The big banks can’t do anything about this right now as they are vulnerable… The qualification requirements are simple: ✔️ Must Have $10,000+ In Credit Card Debt ✔️ Must Be An American Citizen ✔️ Must Be Making Your Minimum Payments Over 521,952+ people have already called, and this NEW Credit Card Debt Giveback Program is pledging to help as many people as they can. Don’t struggle with $10k+ in credit card debt anymore, this new loophole can write off as much as 50% of this debt. Call their team NOW!	LEARN_MORE	https://thedebtbureau.org/bcca-ogqlp-ncv1-cc/	The Debt Bureau	https://www.facebook.com/thedebtbureau/	3,585	1969-12-31 18:00	Learn more	www.thedebtbureau.org	VIDEO		https://thedebtbureau.org/bcca-ogqlp-ncv1-cc/	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/460114083_553763563672028_4016145955094324002_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=103&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=w6mD60F6xFIQ7kNvgEEER1y&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=ATdyxEPrdaaS25Ea3VkFtX-&oh=00_AYCop73BqqbvLcpKnpIPtypMJYokhGI-_K0JnXjNYRBUjw&oe=66F1C190	PERSON_PROFILE	The Debt Bureau	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,016,170	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2015979}'	No	2024-09-19 04:27	active	1508	Program Writes Off $10k+ In Credit Card Debt For Struggling Americans...	Write Off $10k+ In Credit Card Debt TODAY…👇 The total credit card debt owed by Americans just passed $1 trillion, making it now the highest amount that us everyday Americans have owed to credit card companies in history… 🤯⚠️ … and 14 million of us now have over $10,000 in credit card debt across all of our different cards. But THANKFULLY we’ve found somewhere to get help if you’re currently struggling with debt! A 2024 credit card debt program was recently launched to help Americans with over $10,000+ in credit card debt write off their debt for FREE. … that’s right, if you owe more than $10,000+ right now on your credit cards, you are eligible to reduce your debt by $1,000s in just 15 minutes. The best way to see if you qualify is by calling their friendly team for FREE on: (844) 476-0976 Be quick, we aren’t sure how long this program will be available for, and we don’t want anyone who’s struggling with their debt to miss out! 💸	LEARN_MORE	https://thedebtbureau.org/1tca-ogqlp-ncv1-cc	The Debt Bureau	https://www.facebook.com/thedebtbureau/	3,585	1969-12-31 18:00	Learn more	www.thedebtbureau.org	VIDEO		https://thedebtbureau.org/1tca-ogqlp-ncv1-cc	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/460049424_485544877679533_6002104850638993253_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=100&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=GrP27gIxWKsQ7kNvgE_xr7r&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=AKUxZpMeXwG_FX1kkLlv0TQ&oh=00_AYCZ3C106D4sNseyil7nqP3DGlhLsDXEE_wzlChjxARrQA&oe=66F1CD4A	PERSON_PROFILE	The Debt Bureau	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,014,591	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2014590}'	No	2024-09-18 19:18	active	1506	Hand & Upper Extremity Center	metrohealth.org	LEARN_MORE	https://www.metrohealth.org/hand?utm_source=facebo	MetroHealth	https://www.facebook.com/metrohealthCLE/	15,953	1969-12-31 18:00	Learn More	metrohealth.org	CAROUSEL	metrohealth.org	https://www.metrohealth.org/hand?utm_source=facebook&utm_medium=display&utm_campaign=sr_Hand_CAROUSEL_07.29.2024&utm_term={{ad.id}}&utm_content=4898207-e32-n-m-c{{campaign.id}}-g{{adset.id}}-a{{ad.id}}-u-cat-k-mod	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/453049219_1000426675151243_2330731599115841281_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=105&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=6CPhmQZysVAQ7kNvgGSDVNI&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=Axpk5jwL8IKVClOw2HmDENR&oh=00_AYBWHYyzvxGmeqELtfhe6SoZpoH-TDsJMOagNH7v0bvMEQ&oe=66F13591	PERSON_PROFILE	MetroHealth	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
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