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2,629,355	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2628704}'	Yes	2024-12-10 16:52	active	1985			GET_OFFER	http://fb.me/	Frank Fletcher Nissan	https://www.facebook.com/FletcherNissan/	6,451	1969-12-31 18:00	Get Offer	fb.me	CAROUSEL		http://fb.me/	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/469894174_484557521311948_8482015500689525072_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=100&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=36XsdfNzyhwQ7kNvgECKkHV&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=A_Wr4Sm7_2EBotFaLM2CLis&oh=00_AYA7F24Qa5BvvWnn5MpMlYYAZvSeE6pT5RX6tZ-1uBCnLw&oe=675E986A	PERSON_PROFILE	Frank Fletcher Nissan	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,620,090	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) null	No	2024-12-09 18:45	active	1979	FREE Toy Giveaway	❄️ Tis the Season for FREE Family Fun & 5G Savings! ❄️ Join us for a FREE Winter Holiday Event at the Boost Mobile store at 6300 Van Buren Blvd Riverside, CA 92503 on 12/14/2024! 🎁 The first 50 kids get a FREE TOY! 🎁 Plus, discover amazing deals on the latest 5G smartphones and family plans. This event is FREE and open to everyone! Come celebrate the season with us. #HolidayCheer #FamilyFun #5GSavings #BoostMobile	EVENT_RSVP	https://www.facebook.com/events/926006605778390/	Boost Mobile - Local Events	https://www.facebook.com/oneboostnation/	5,995	1969-12-31 18:00	INTERESTED	FREE Toy Giveaway	EVENT	❄️ Tis the Season for FREE Family Fun & 5G Savings! ❄️ Join us for a FREE Winter Holiday Event at Boost Mobile! 🎁 The first 50 kids get a FREE TOY! 🎁 Plus, discover amazing deals on the latest 5G smartphones and family plans. This event is FREE and open to everyone! Come celebrate the season with us! #HolidayCheer #FamilyFun #5GSavings #BoostMobile	https://www.facebook.com/events/926006605778390/	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/469452282_1008140527739275_402826487700274939_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=102&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=de7MFbCP8mkQ7kNvgGZlYSr&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=AvniGbOymOc0Xvw50qhDoaa&oh=00_AYC2EQD-uPmn_HlG2YUdJsr8PEJqWoA_dFgNNk8c2lj5xQ&oe=675D77D7	PERSON_PROFILE	Boost Mobile - Local Events	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,626,375	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) null	No	2024-12-10 04:54	active	1984	Colony X-Mas Sale & Giveaway WINTER'S CACHE DOWNTOWN PALMER	Winter's Cache is celebrating Colony Christmas with a Holiday Sale & Gift Basket Giveaway! ✨ 20% OFF STOREWIDE – Explore timeless treasures like vintage jewelry, evening wear, unique gifts, and so much more. 🎁 ENTER TO WIN a $200 GIFT BASKET – Every purchase gives you a chance to take home a basket packed with handpicked Winter’s Cache goodies. 📍 LOCATION – Upstairs in the Downtown Palmer Plaza, right above Turkey Red. 550 S Alaska Street, Suite 201. Friday, December 14th: 11 AM – 6 PM Saturday, December 15th: 11 AM – 7 PM Come for the deals, stay for the magic! We’re looking forward to sharing the holiday cheer with you. 🎅	EVENT_RSVP	https://www.facebook.com/events/930710355675298/	Make A Scene Magazine	https://www.facebook.com/makeasceneak/	3,392	1969-12-31 18:00	INTERESTED	Colony X-Mas Sale & Giveaway WINTER'S CACHE DOWNTOWN PALMER	EVENT	Winter's Cache is celebrating Colony Christmas with a Holiday Sale & Gift Basket Giveaway! ✨ 20% OFF STOREWIDE – Explore timeless treasures like vintage jewelry, evening wear, unique gifts, and so much more. 🎁 ENTER TO WIN a $200 GIFT BASKET – Every purchase gives you a chance to take home a basket packed with handpicked Winter’s Cache goodies. 📍 LOCATION – Upstairs in the Downtown Palmer Plaza, right above Turkey Red. 550 S Alaska Street, Suite 201. Friday, December 13th: 11 AM – 6 PM Saturday, December 14th: 11 AM – 7 PM Come for the deals, stay for the magic! We’re looking forward to sharing the holiday cheer with you. 🎅	https://www.facebook.com/events/930710355675298/	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/469894623_1600363270732241_4819853057282602538_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=108&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=Up6bDOTmZswQ7kNvgEC3bBj&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=A1flXavV0tfrQKHA6wDVyD_&oh=00_AYC-AJ6S3UEwV7zAqt8uCS44JrV9fMSgAOs5VD0Xk2z4xg&oe=675DF13C	PERSON_PROFILE	Make A Scene Magazine	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,621,840	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2621839}'	No	2024-12-09 18:57	active	1980	👋 Kiss That Stubborn Fat Goodbye	🍎If you hate dieting, watch THIS… Dr. Steven Gundry reveals a simple way to reach your weight loss goals. This new secret helps turn off your body’s “hunger signal,” allowing you to lose weight without: ❌Restrictive Dieting ❌Rigorous Workouts ❌Following the Latest Weight Loss Trend Men and women are amazed at how easily they’re able to shed inches from their trouble areas. “I was able to easily lose more pounds and see significant fat loss in many areas.”* – Cindy, Nashville, Indiana Discover this secret for yourself 👉 https://rebrand.ly/DWAG2 *Individual results will vary	LEARN_MORE	https://rebrand.ly/DWAG2	Gundry MD	https://www.facebook.com/GundryMD/	543,255	1969-12-31 18:00	Learn more	DailyWeightAdvantage.com	VIDEO		https://rebrand.ly/DWAG2	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/469485441_3884230911817591_4412829442593980359_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=100&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=A_L56yeV7WAQ7kNvgGXLeXx&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=AuTwqxEcZitSPlNj2K7PfVp&oh=00_AYDVs7D0xd6YlzUuBkSlIp7IWmypbpEOeT21cyhIeEFYcw&oe=675D57CA	PERSON_PROFILE	Gundry MD	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,628,692	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2628703}'	Yes	2024-12-10 16:48	active	1985		When you've been injured in a car accident, make Bellovin your first call! Time is of the essence. Let us guide you on the best road to recovery and compensation. Your Accident Attorney in Tucson Arizona (520) 369-2088 Call now! . . . . . . #tucsonaz #tucson #personalinjurylawyer #medicalmalpractice #injurylawyer #injuryattorney #slipandfall			The Bellovin Law Firm	https://www.facebook.com/BellovinLawFirm/	225	1969-12-31 18:00			IMAGE			1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/469677876_571867055598664_6922621225049553194_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=110&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=4J6OWpJGoDYQ7kNvgHgjNO-&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=AnNd79xsptsTBaQcQ9lcP6K&oh=00_AYAZi9sxdSeEqBxHxwdtP83HEAZWdf9h6hloIVfWGOdW0w&oe=675E7325	PERSON_PROFILE	The Bellovin Law Firm	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,622,990	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) null	Yes	2024-12-09 19:36	active	1981	Read next chapter	She and her stepsister fell in love with the same man, but when he knelt down to beg her to save her stepsister, she felt desperate. She demanded to become his wife to save her stepsister. Two years later, when she got the divorce agreement as scheduled, she realized that she had ended up losing everything. ===== Emma Cooper boarded her flight home after three grueling months of filming. Today was also the final day of Emma's contractual marriage. The four-hour journey felt endless, but at last, the plane touched down. Once she retrieved her suitcase, she made her way toward the exit, expecting a company car. But as soon as the doors slid open, she spotted someone familiar--Edwin Reid, the Jenner family's long-time driver. He stood by a sleek black Rolls-Royce, his posture rigid and respectful, waiting. Dragging her suitcase, she approached. Edwin immediately took over, wordlessly opening the car door for her. Inside, a man sat in silence. His presence was cold yet commanding, encased in a perfectly tailored black suit. His sharply chiseled face devoid of any expression, he didn't look up--not even a glance her way. It was Ricky Jenner, her husband of two years. His unexpected appearance caught her off guard, though she quickly remembered why he was here. Their arrangement was ending today. Of course, he would show up. Emma slid into the car, maintaining a careful distance, the space between them as silent and tense as ever. For two years, Ricky had made it clear--he didn't want her close. Tonight was the first time they had been seated so near, and the closeness felt foreign. The faint scent of his cologne lingered between them, familiar but distant, like everything about him. Edwin quietly loaded her suitcase into the trunk and slid back behind the wheel. As the car pulled away from the airport, the silence inside grew suffocating. Ricky's expression remained as cold and distant as ever, his presence casting a shadow over the space. Emma's heart raced, each breath coming in shallow, uneasy waves. Twenty minutes later, the Rolls-Royce rolled to a stop in front of the Jenner family's grand estate. Before Emma could collect her thoughts, the butler rushed out, swiftly opening the door. Ricky stepped out first, his long strides carrying him toward the house without so much as a glance in her direction. "Let's go to the study," he muttered, his tone clipped, not even bothering to slow his pace. Emma's nerves had been on edge the entire ride. She knew what was coming. The moment she entered the study, she saw Ricky pull out a stack of papers from the desk drawer, tossing them in front of her. "Let's get a divorce," he said. Emma's heart twisted painfully in her chest, but she remained composed. She had loved Ricky for ten years, and wearing the title of Mrs. Jenner had never brought her closer to his heart. His body, his soul--none of him had ever belonged to her. "Nicola is old enough to marry now, isn't she?" Emma said, her voice trembling despite her best effort to keep it steady. Ricky's brow twitched slightly, a flicker of impatience crossing his sharp features. He didn't bother responding to her comment. Instead, he immediately extended the pen toward her, a silent demand. Emma forced a smile, but it felt like a crack in her mask. Without her usual makeup, her lips looked pale, and her face seemed drained of life. The exhaustion was undeniable. "Just sign it," Ricky said, emotionless and firm. She accepted the pen and, without sparing a glance at the contents of the contract, flipped to the last page and signed her name. The act felt final, yet hollow. As she placed the pen down, Emma glanced up at Ricky. His eyes, still striking, stared back at her with an icy detachment that sent a shiver through her. It was as if he was looking at a stranger, not his wife. "It's getting late. I'll move out tomorrow, if that's alright?" Emma asked, her voice fragile, her smile tense as she searched Ricky's face for even a shred of warmth. But Ricky's response came swift and sharp, dashing any hope. "Edwin will take you to a hotel." Was he really sending her away this very moment? Not even allowing her the courtesy of one last night under this roof? Her forced smile faltered, then vanished altogether. The silence between them stretched, heavy. Their eyes locked for a fleeting moment before she turned away, her heart hardening with each step as she left the room. In her bedroom, Emma took the suitcase she hadn't even had the chance to unpack. When she dragged her suitcase downstairs, the maids rushed to help, but she waved them off, her smile weary. "Thank you, but I can handle it." They exchanged helpless glances, standing quietly in a line as they watched her approach the door. In the two years she had spent in this house, Emma had grown to care for the people here. Everyone, except Ricky, had shown her warmth. A pang of sorrow hit her, but after enduring two years of emotional isolation, she no longer had the strength to fight. It was over. Time to move on, and finally, let go. Despite the searing pain ripping through her chest, Emma remained dry-eyed. She had learned how to hide her emotions well. As she slid into the backseat of the car, she forced herself to appear composed. Edwin drove her through the city streets and dropped her off at a five-star hotel. Without a word, he left. Inside, Emma checked in and powered on her phone, which had been off for hours. There was a missed call from her father, Colby Cooper. She inhaled deeply, bracing herself as she dialed his number. Colby picked up almost immediately. "Emma, Nicola's condition has worsened," he said, his voice rough, weighed down with exhaustion and worry. Emma's heart skipped a beat. "What? When did this happen?" "About a week ago." "Why didn't you tell me sooner?" she asked. "You were busy filming. I didn't want to burden you," Colby explained. Emma paused, the silence between them heavy. Her mind flashed back to two years ago, when she had donated her bone marrow to save Nicola Cooper. The realization hit her--she knew exactly why her father was calling. "What do you need me to do?" she asked, her voice steady but resigned. "No, there's nothing you need to do. Ricky's already taken care of everything--he's brought in top doctors, and the hospital found a bone marrow match for Nicola from the registry. You just need to visit when you can," Colby said. Emma stayed silent, her chest tightening. Colby, sensing her hesitation, gave her Nicola's room number and urged her to come soon, mentioning how much Nicola missed her. A sharp pain gripped her heart. She managed a weak "okay" before quickly ending the call, unable to hear more. That night felt endless. She tossed and turned on the unfamiliar hotel bed, her mind racing. By 2 a.m., she gave in, ordering a bottle of red wne. She drank most of it before finally drifting off into a fitful sleep. The next morning, close to noon, Emma was jolted awake by her phone ringing. Her agent's voice was quick and urgent on the other end. She pitched the idea of her joining a popular rural reality show--one that guaranteed fame for all who participated. "I'm not interested. I need a break," she replied, her voice groggy with exhaustion. Her agent snapped, clearly frustrated, "A break? Do you think you can take a break whenever you feel like it? Look, you've been in this industry for three years. You've turned down intimate scenes, refused reality shows and avoided any publicity stunts with male celebrities. The company has bent over backward to accommodate you! But what now?" Her voice grew sharper. "Three years in, and you still lack ambition. Keep this up, and your career will be done." "Then let it be done." "Emma, you..." Her agent's voice was cut off as Emma ended the call without hesitation. The frustration simmered inside her, but she didn't dwell on it. She headed straight to the bathroom, ignoring the incessant buzzing of her phone. After a long shower, feeling slightly more clear-headed, she decided to reach out to Jenifer Howard, a close friend she hadn't seen for a while. Emma asked if she could stay at Jenifer's place for a few days. Jenifer was thrilled and agreed, coming over to pick her up almost immediately. Once settled at Jenifer's, Emma unpacked her things and shared a quiet meal with her friend. That afternoon, she made her way to Ecatin General Hospital. Standing outside Nicola's room, Emma watched through the glass as the caregiver tried feeding her sister. Nicola, frail and pale, managed only a few bites before she began to retch. Emma's chest tightened with a sorrow she couldn't fully articulate. Nicola was her half-sister, five years younger and barely twenty now. They had been inseparable as children; Nicola had always looked up to her, following her everywhere. But everything changed when they both fell in love with Ricky. Two years ago, when Nicola was first diagnosed with leukemia, Ricky had been beside himself with worry. That was when the truth hit Emma--Ricky didn't love her. His heart belonged to Nicola. Chapter 2 You Don't Deserve To Be Around Nicola Back then, Emma's blod test results had come back clear--there were no complications, no signs of rejection. She could save Nicola. In truth, Emma wouldn't have hesitated to donate her bone marrow to a stranger, let alone her own sister. But before she could even voice her decision, Ricky had already thought of her as cold and indifferent, assuming she wouldn't step up to save Nicola. He was so desperate that he even knelt before her, pleading for her help--a sight that shattered Emma's heart. Never in her life had she seen Ricky humble himself for anyone like that. She had known Ricky since they were kids. From elementary school to high school, they had been inseparable. Childhood sweethearts, as some might have called them. Ricky used to get into fights with other boys just to defend her, and he would stay up late into the night to help her prepare for exams. She had believed, naively, that after all those years of being by his side, she would eventually earn his love. But she was wrong. Feelings, she had come to understand, were never won by logic or time. Emma was never as good at acting cute or knowing exactly how to please Ricky as Nicola. While he cared for both of them, the way he doted on Nicola was always more tender, more genuine. He must have loved her deeply. The thought pierced Emma's heart, and her eyes stung with unshed tears. What hurt most wasn't just Ricky's love for Nicola but the fact that he had assumed she was heartless enough to let her sister die. That judgment, so harsh and wrong, had infuriated her. In a moment of blind anger, she had demanded that Ricky marry her. She wanted to be his wife. Even though the marriage would only last two year, she had believed--foolishly--that it would be enough time for Ricky to fall in love with her. But reality, sharp and unforgiving, had torn that hope apart. She had lost. Miserably. "You still have the nerve to show your face here?" A biting voice yanked Emma out of her thoughts. Emma quickly wiped away her tears and turned to see Verena Cooper standing behind her, her expression instantly turning cold. Verena, her stepmother, was forty but looked a decade younger. With her perfectly styled hair and chic designer clothes, she exuded elegance and control. When Emma was still mourning the loss of her mother, Verena, who had been the family's servant, got pregnant. The father of the baby was Colby. "Spare me the crocodile tears!" Verena sneered, brushing past Emma as she entered the hospital room. Emma swallowed her frustration and followed behind, forcing herself to remain composed. When Nicola saw her, a faint light flickered in her otherwise tired eyes. "Emma," she said softly, a trace of warmth in her voice. Emma smiled, walking over to gently take Nicola's hand. "I heard you've been missing me." Nicola nodded, her expression gentle. "I haven't seen you for three months. I really missed you." Emma's heart twisted painfully. Nicola, with her innocence and kindness, made everything so much more difficult. How could her own sister, the one she'd loved and cared for, be the one standing between her and the man she longed for? When Nicola had fallen ill, Emma had crossed a line she could never uncross--using that tragedy to secure her place as Mrs. Jenner. She had expected Nicola to resent her for it, maybe even despise her. In her mind, their meetings would be cold, filled with resentment and distance. But Nicola still cared about her as though nothing had changed. And that was the hardest part of all. Every time Emma looked at her sister, the guilt became unbearable. "I'm taking a break right now, so I've got plenty of time to spend with you," Emma said, her eyes still red from emotion, but she forced a smile. Nicola's face lit up. "That's amazing! I want you to visit me every day until I'm discharged, okay?" "Of course, I'll be here every day," Emma replied warmly. From the side, Verena rolled her eyes, glaring at Emma with open contempt. She held her tongue for Nicola's sake, but every time she looked at Emma, her anger flared. She couldn't forget how Nicola had become a shell of herself when Ricky married Emma. Fighting her bitterness, Verena coaxed Nicola to sleep. Once Nicola was asleep, she turned to Emma, her voice cold. "Ricky's coming soon to see Nicola. If you don't want an uncomfortable scene, you'd better go." Emma stood silently, taking in her words. After one last glance at Nicola, now peacefully asleep, she turned and headed for the door. Just as she reached the doorway, Verena's voice cut through the air once more. "Don't bother coming back. After everything you've done to her, you don't deserve to be around Nicola." Emma didn't say a word. She walked out, her steps heavy with the weight of a truth she'd long grown accustomed to carrying. Emma quietly closed the door behind her and collapsed onto a bench in the corridor. She buried her face in her hands as tears flowed uncontrollably, her body shaking with silent sobs. Jenifer had been waiting outside in the car for far too long. Concerned, she decided to head into the hospital to check on Emma. When she entered the corridor and saw Emma hunched over on the bench, looking utterly defeated, Jenifer was about to rush over when she noticed Ricky stepping out of the elevator. He paused when he spotted Emma, but after a brief pause, he walked toward her. Emma had been following Ricky everywhere since childhood; she knew the sound of his footsteps anywhere. Hearing that familiar rhythm, she quickly wiped her face and tried to compose herself, though the effort felt futile. "Are you here to see Nicola?" she asked, forcing a smile as she looked up at him. Her eyes were swollen from crying, with streaks of smudged makeup on her face. She looked fragile, a shadow of her usual self. Ricky's response was indifferent. "You've already visited her?" "Yes," Emma whispered. For a moment, something in her appearance must have stirred a hint of sympathy, because Ricky, in an unusual display of kindness, added softly, "Don't worry. Nicola will be undergoing a bone marrow transplant soon. She'll get better soon enough." "I know." With just those words, Ricky simply turned to push open the door to Nicola's room. But before he could step inside, Emma couldn't help but call after him, "Please, take good care of her." If she couldn't have him, then maybe it was time to let go, to give him back to Nicola--the one he truly loved. Ricky paused, his hand on the door. Without turning to face her, he replied in a voice laced with restrained anger, "I don't need you to remind me. I'll take care of her." His words were sharp, each syllable weighted with frustration. Emma flinched. She had already signed the divorce papers, freeing him from their hollow marriage, giving him the chance to return to Nicola. This was what he had always wanted, wasn't it? So why did he still seem so furious with her? Was he really that eager to be rid of her? Did he hate her that much? Ricky disappeared into the room, but Emma remained frozen on the bench, her eyes locked on the closed door. She felt hollow, lost in the emptiness of it all. Jenifer, who had been watching from a distance, couldn't bear it any longer. She rushed over, gently pulling Emma to her feet and dragging her away from the hospital ward. In the days that followed, Emma continued visiting the hospital, but she no longer went inside Nicola's room. She only stood by the door, looking through the glass to catch a glimpse of her sister. Sometimes she would see Ricky taking Nicola for walks outside, their closeness painfully clear. From afar, she would watch, a quiet spectator to the life she had no part in. Ricky's coldness toward her was always in stark contrast to his gentle care for Nicola, a contrast that left Emma with a deep, aching wound that never seemed to heal. A month later, Nicola successfully underwent her bone marrow transplant. There were no signs of rejection or complications, and her recovery was progressing smoothly. For the first time in a long while, Emma felt a sense of relief. In the past month, Ricky spent nearly all his time at the hospital, constantly by Nicola's side. He seemed to have forgotten about going to the courthouse with her to finalize the divorce. Emma had watched enough of his affection toward Nicola. She was ready to close this chapter, ready to walk away and rebuild her life. That day, she made up her mind to call him. The phone rang for what felt like an eternity before Ricky finally picked up. "What is it?" he asked, his tone as cold and detached as ever. Emma didn't hesitate. "When are we going to finalize the divorce?" There was a heavy pause on the other end of the line. When Ricky finally spoke again, his voice was distant, but his words caught her off guard. "I haven't signed the papers yet." Her heart skipped a beat. After all this time, he still hadn't signed the divorce papers? Emma froze for a moment, her mind racing. Why hadn't Ricky signed the papers yet? Could he have changed his mind? Was there a possibility he no longer wanted the divorce? The thought was fleeting and absurd, and she quickly dismissed it. Ricky had always wanted to be free of her. Now that Nicola was recovering and old enough to marry, there was no reason for him to hold on. This delay couldn't possibly mean anything different. "Meet me at the courthouse tomorrow at nine," she said, her tone sharp, leaving no room for discussion before hanging up the phone. Meanwhile, in Ricky's office. For two years, Ricky had been waiting for this moment--the end of their marriage. The divorce papers had been drawn up months ago, prepared by his assistant, ready for the final signatures that would sever their ties for good. He had thought the moment he signed would bring relief, a clean break. But after Emma had actually signed them, something gnawed at him. A strange unease he couldn't shake. Ricky wasn't sure anymore, not even of himself. He wasn't something to be traded or handed over between two women. His decisions were his own--no one else had the right to make them for him. He calmly finished his work, then pulled the divorce papers from his desk drawer and tore them to pieces. "Divorce?" Ricky's lips twisted into a mocking smile. "It's not that simple. The game has just begun." ...... ==== Two years ago, Ricky found himself coerced into marrying Emma to protect the woman he cherished. From Ricky's perspective, Emma was despicable, resorting to underhanded schemes to ensure their marriage. He maintained a distant and cold attitude toward her, reserving his warmth for another. Yet, Emma remained wholeheartedly dedicated to Ricky for more than ten years. As she grew weary and considered relinquishing her efforts, Ricky was seized by a sudden fear. What happens next? 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2,622,451	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) null	Yes	2024-12-09 19:36	active	1981	Read next chapter👉	She and her stepsister fell in love with the same man, but when he knelt down to beg her to save her stepsister, she felt desperate. She demanded to become his wife to save her stepsister. Two years later, when she got the divorce agreement as scheduled, she realized that she had ended up losing everything. ===== Emma Cooper boarded her flight home after three grueling months of filming. Today was also the final day of Emma's contractual marriage. The four-hour journey felt endless, but at last, the plane touched down. Once she retrieved her suitcase, she made her way toward the exit, expecting a company car. But as soon as the doors slid open, she spotted someone familiar--Edwin Reid, the Jenner family's long-time driver. He stood by a sleek black Rolls-Royce, his posture rigid and respectful, waiting. Dragging her suitcase, she approached. Edwin immediately took over, wordlessly opening the car door for her. Inside, a man sat in silence. His presence was cold yet commanding, encased in a perfectly tailored black suit. His sharply chiseled face devoid of any expression, he didn't look up--not even a glance her way. It was Ricky Jenner, her husband of two years. His unexpected appearance caught her off guard, though she quickly remembered why he was here. Their arrangement was ending today. Of course, he would show up. Emma slid into the car, maintaining a careful distance, the space between them as silent and tense as ever. For two years, Ricky had made it clear--he didn't want her close. Tonight was the first time they had been seated so near, and the closeness felt foreign. The faint scent of his cologne lingered between them, familiar but distant, like everything about him. Edwin quietly loaded her suitcase into the trunk and slid back behind the wheel. As the car pulled away from the airport, the silence inside grew suffocating. Ricky's expression remained as cold and distant as ever, his presence casting a shadow over the space. Emma's heart raced, each breath coming in shallow, uneasy waves. Twenty minutes later, the Rolls-Royce rolled to a stop in front of the Jenner family's grand estate. Before Emma could collect her thoughts, the butler rushed out, swiftly opening the door. Ricky stepped out first, his long strides carrying him toward the house without so much as a glance in her direction. "Let's go to the study," he muttered, his tone clipped, not even bothering to slow his pace. Emma's nerves had been on edge the entire ride. She knew what was coming. The moment she entered the study, she saw Ricky pull out a stack of papers from the desk drawer, tossing them in front of her. "Let's get a divorce," he said. Emma's heart twisted painfully in her chest, but she remained composed. She had loved Ricky for ten years, and wearing the title of Mrs. Jenner had never brought her closer to his heart. His body, his soul--none of him had ever belonged to her. "Nicola is old enough to marry now, isn't she?" Emma said, her voice trembling despite her best effort to keep it steady. Ricky's brow twitched slightly, a flicker of impatience crossing his sharp features. He didn't bother responding to her comment. Instead, he immediately extended the pen toward her, a silent demand. Emma forced a smile, but it felt like a crack in her mask. Without her usual makeup, her lips looked pale, and her face seemed drained of life. The exhaustion was undeniable. "Just sign it," Ricky said, emotionless and firm. She accepted the pen and, without sparing a glance at the contents of the contract, flipped to the last page and signed her name. The act felt final, yet hollow. As she placed the pen down, Emma glanced up at Ricky. His eyes, still striking, stared back at her with an icy detachment that sent a shiver through her. It was as if he was looking at a stranger, not his wife. "It's getting late. I'll move out tomorrow, if that's alright?" Emma asked, her voice fragile, her smile tense as she searched Ricky's face for even a shred of warmth. But Ricky's response came swift and sharp, dashing any hope. "Edwin will take you to a hotel." Was he really sending her away this very moment? Not even allowing her the courtesy of one last night under this roof? Her forced smile faltered, then vanished altogether. The silence between them stretched, heavy. Their eyes locked for a fleeting moment before she turned away, her heart hardening with each step as she left the room. In her bedroom, Emma took the suitcase she hadn't even had the chance to unpack. When she dragged her suitcase downstairs, the maids rushed to help, but she waved them off, her smile weary. "Thank you, but I can handle it." They exchanged helpless glances, standing quietly in a line as they watched her approach the door. In the two years she had spent in this house, Emma had grown to care for the people here. Everyone, except Ricky, had shown her warmth. A pang of sorrow hit her, but after enduring two years of emotional isolation, she no longer had the strength to fight. It was over. Time to move on, and finally, let go. Despite the searing pain ripping through her chest, Emma remained dry-eyed. She had learned how to hide her emotions well. As she slid into the backseat of the car, she forced herself to appear composed. Edwin drove her through the city streets and dropped her off at a five-star hotel. Without a word, he left. Inside, Emma checked in and powered on her phone, which had been off for hours. There was a missed call from her father, Colby Cooper. She inhaled deeply, bracing herself as she dialed his number. Colby picked up almost immediately. "Emma, Nicola's condition has worsened," he said, his voice rough, weighed down with exhaustion and worry. Emma's heart skipped a beat. "What? When did this happen?" "About a week ago." "Why didn't you tell me sooner?" she asked. "You were busy filming. I didn't want to burden you," Colby explained. Emma paused, the silence between them heavy. Her mind flashed back to two years ago, when she had donated her bone marrow to save Nicola Cooper. The realization hit her--she knew exactly why her father was calling. "What do you need me to do?" she asked, her voice steady but resigned. "No, there's nothing you need to do. Ricky's already taken care of everything--he's brought in top doctors, and the hospital found a bone marrow match for Nicola from the registry. You just need to visit when you can," Colby said. Emma stayed silent, her chest tightening. Colby, sensing her hesitation, gave her Nicola's room number and urged her to come soon, mentioning how much Nicola missed her. A sharp pain gripped her heart. She managed a weak "okay" before quickly ending the call, unable to hear more. That night felt endless. She tossed and turned on the unfamiliar hotel bed, her mind racing. By 2 a.m., she gave in, ordering a bottle of red wne. She drank most of it before finally drifting off into a fitful sleep. The next morning, close to noon, Emma was jolted awake by her phone ringing. Her agent's voice was quick and urgent on the other end. She pitched the idea of her joining a popular rural reality show--one that guaranteed fame for all who participated. "I'm not interested. I need a break," she replied, her voice groggy with exhaustion. Her agent snapped, clearly frustrated, "A break? Do you think you can take a break whenever you feel like it? Look, you've been in this industry for three years. You've turned down intimate scenes, refused reality shows and avoided any publicity stunts with male celebrities. The company has bent over backward to accommodate you! But what now?" Her voice grew sharper. "Three years in, and you still lack ambition. Keep this up, and your career will be done." "Then let it be done." "Emma, you..." Her agent's voice was cut off as Emma ended the call without hesitation. The frustration simmered inside her, but she didn't dwell on it. She headed straight to the bathroom, ignoring the incessant buzzing of her phone. After a long shower, feeling slightly more clear-headed, she decided to reach out to Jenifer Howard, a close friend she hadn't seen for a while. Emma asked if she could stay at Jenifer's place for a few days. Jenifer was thrilled and agreed, coming over to pick her up almost immediately. Once settled at Jenifer's, Emma unpacked her things and shared a quiet meal with her friend. That afternoon, she made her way to Ecatin General Hospital. Standing outside Nicola's room, Emma watched through the glass as the caregiver tried feeding her sister. Nicola, frail and pale, managed only a few bites before she began to retch. Emma's chest tightened with a sorrow she couldn't fully articulate. Nicola was her half-sister, five years younger and barely twenty now. They had been inseparable as children; Nicola had always looked up to her, following her everywhere. But everything changed when they both fell in love with Ricky. Two years ago, when Nicola was first diagnosed with leukemia, Ricky had been beside himself with worry. That was when the truth hit Emma--Ricky didn't love her. His heart belonged to Nicola. Chapter 2 You Don't Deserve To Be Around Nicola Back then, Emma's blod test results had come back clear--there were no complications, no signs of rejection. She could save Nicola. In truth, Emma wouldn't have hesitated to donate her bone marrow to a stranger, let alone her own sister. But before she could even voice her decision, Ricky had already thought of her as cold and indifferent, assuming she wouldn't step up to save Nicola. He was so desperate that he even knelt before her, pleading for her help--a sight that shattered Emma's heart. Never in her life had she seen Ricky humble himself for anyone like that. She had known Ricky since they were kids. From elementary school to high school, they had been inseparable. Childhood sweethearts, as some might have called them. Ricky used to get into fights with other boys just to defend her, and he would stay up late into the night to help her prepare for exams. She had believed, naively, that after all those years of being by his side, she would eventually earn his love. But she was wrong. Feelings, she had come to understand, were never won by logic or time. Emma was never as good at acting cute or knowing exactly how to please Ricky as Nicola. While he cared for both of them, the way he doted on Nicola was always more tender, more genuine. He must have loved her deeply. The thought pierced Emma's heart, and her eyes stung with unshed tears. What hurt most wasn't just Ricky's love for Nicola but the fact that he had assumed she was heartless enough to let her sister die. That judgment, so harsh and wrong, had infuriated her. In a moment of blind anger, she had demanded that Ricky marry her. She wanted to be his wife. Even though the marriage would only last two year, she had believed--foolishly--that it would be enough time for Ricky to fall in love with her. But reality, sharp and unforgiving, had torn that hope apart. She had lost. Miserably. "You still have the nerve to show your face here?" A biting voice yanked Emma out of her thoughts. Emma quickly wiped away her tears and turned to see Verena Cooper standing behind her, her expression instantly turning cold. Verena, her stepmother, was forty but looked a decade younger. With her perfectly styled hair and chic designer clothes, she exuded elegance and control. When Emma was still mourning the loss of her mother, Verena, who had been the family's servant, got pregnant. The father of the baby was Colby. "Spare me the crocodile tears!" Verena sneered, brushing past Emma as she entered the hospital room. Emma swallowed her frustration and followed behind, forcing herself to remain composed. When Nicola saw her, a faint light flickered in her otherwise tired eyes. "Emma," she said softly, a trace of warmth in her voice. Emma smiled, walking over to gently take Nicola's hand. "I heard you've been missing me." Nicola nodded, her expression gentle. "I haven't seen you for three months. I really missed you." Emma's heart twisted painfully. Nicola, with her innocence and kindness, made everything so much more difficult. How could her own sister, the one she'd loved and cared for, be the one standing between her and the man she longed for? When Nicola had fallen ill, Emma had crossed a line she could never uncross--using that tragedy to secure her place as Mrs. Jenner. She had expected Nicola to resent her for it, maybe even despise her. In her mind, their meetings would be cold, filled with resentment and distance. But Nicola still cared about her as though nothing had changed. And that was the hardest part of all. Every time Emma looked at her sister, the guilt became unbearable. "I'm taking a break right now, so I've got plenty of time to spend with you," Emma said, her eyes still red from emotion, but she forced a smile. Nicola's face lit up. "That's amazing! I want you to visit me every day until I'm discharged, okay?" "Of course, I'll be here every day," Emma replied warmly. From the side, Verena rolled her eyes, glaring at Emma with open contempt. She held her tongue for Nicola's sake, but every time she looked at Emma, her anger flared. She couldn't forget how Nicola had become a shell of herself when Ricky married Emma. Fighting her bitterness, Verena coaxed Nicola to sleep. Once Nicola was asleep, she turned to Emma, her voice cold. "Ricky's coming soon to see Nicola. If you don't want an uncomfortable scene, you'd better go." Emma stood silently, taking in her words. After one last glance at Nicola, now peacefully asleep, she turned and headed for the door. Just as she reached the doorway, Verena's voice cut through the air once more. "Don't bother coming back. After everything you've done to her, you don't deserve to be around Nicola." Emma didn't say a word. She walked out, her steps heavy with the weight of a truth she'd long grown accustomed to carrying. Emma quietly closed the door behind her and collapsed onto a bench in the corridor. She buried her face in her hands as tears flowed uncontrollably, her body shaking with silent sobs. Jenifer had been waiting outside in the car for far too long. Concerned, she decided to head into the hospital to check on Emma. When she entered the corridor and saw Emma hunched over on the bench, looking utterly defeated, Jenifer was about to rush over when she noticed Ricky stepping out of the elevator. He paused when he spotted Emma, but after a brief pause, he walked toward her. Emma had been following Ricky everywhere since childhood; she knew the sound of his footsteps anywhere. Hearing that familiar rhythm, she quickly wiped her face and tried to compose herself, though the effort felt futile. "Are you here to see Nicola?" she asked, forcing a smile as she looked up at him. Her eyes were swollen from crying, with streaks of smudged makeup on her face. She looked fragile, a shadow of her usual self. Ricky's response was indifferent. "You've already visited her?" "Yes," Emma whispered. For a moment, something in her appearance must have stirred a hint of sympathy, because Ricky, in an unusual display of kindness, added softly, "Don't worry. Nicola will be undergoing a bone marrow transplant soon. She'll get better soon enough." "I know." With just those words, Ricky simply turned to push open the door to Nicola's room. But before he could step inside, Emma couldn't help but call after him, "Please, take good care of her." If she couldn't have him, then maybe it was time to let go, to give him back to Nicola--the one he truly loved. Ricky paused, his hand on the door. Without turning to face her, he replied in a voice laced with restrained anger, "I don't need you to remind me. I'll take care of her." His words were sharp, each syllable weighted with frustration. Emma flinched. She had already signed the divorce papers, freeing him from their hollow marriage, giving him the chance to return to Nicola. This was what he had always wanted, wasn't it? So why did he still seem so furious with her? Was he really that eager to be rid of her? Did he hate her that much? Ricky disappeared into the room, but Emma remained frozen on the bench, her eyes locked on the closed door. She felt hollow, lost in the emptiness of it all. Jenifer, who had been watching from a distance, couldn't bear it any longer. She rushed over, gently pulling Emma to her feet and dragging her away from the hospital ward. In the days that followed, Emma continued visiting the hospital, but she no longer went inside Nicola's room. She only stood by the door, looking through the glass to catch a glimpse of her sister. Sometimes she would see Ricky taking Nicola for walks outside, their closeness painfully clear. From afar, she would watch, a quiet spectator to the life she had no part in. Ricky's coldness toward her was always in stark contrast to his gentle care for Nicola, a contrast that left Emma with a deep, aching wound that never seemed to heal. A month later, Nicola successfully underwent her bone marrow transplant. There were no signs of rejection or complications, and her recovery was progressing smoothly. For the first time in a long while, Emma felt a sense of relief. In the past month, Ricky spent nearly all his time at the hospital, constantly by Nicola's side. He seemed to have forgotten about going to the courthouse with her to finalize the divorce. Emma had watched enough of his affection toward Nicola. She was ready to close this chapter, ready to walk away and rebuild her life. That day, she made up her mind to call him. The phone rang for what felt like an eternity before Ricky finally picked up. "What is it?" he asked, his tone as cold and detached as ever. Emma didn't hesitate. "When are we going to finalize the divorce?" There was a heavy pause on the other end of the line. When Ricky finally spoke again, his voice was distant, but his words caught her off guard. "I haven't signed the papers yet." Her heart skipped a beat. After all this time, he still hadn't signed the divorce papers? Emma froze for a moment, her mind racing. Why hadn't Ricky signed the papers yet? Could he have changed his mind? Was there a possibility he no longer wanted the divorce? The thought was fleeting and absurd, and she quickly dismissed it. Ricky had always wanted to be free of her. Now that Nicola was recovering and old enough to marry, there was no reason for him to hold on. This delay couldn't possibly mean anything different. "Meet me at the courthouse tomorrow at nine," she said, her tone sharp, leaving no room for discussion before hanging up the phone. Meanwhile, in Ricky's office. For two years, Ricky had been waiting for this moment--the end of their marriage. The divorce papers had been drawn up months ago, prepared by his assistant, ready for the final signatures that would sever their ties for good. He had thought the moment he signed would bring relief, a clean break. But after Emma had actually signed them, something gnawed at him. A strange unease he couldn't shake. Ricky wasn't sure anymore, not even of himself. He wasn't something to be traded or handed over between two women. His decisions were his own--no one else had the right to make them for him. He calmly finished his work, then pulled the divorce papers from his desk drawer and tore them to pieces. "Divorce?" Ricky's lips twisted into a mocking smile. "It's not that simple. The game has just begun." ...... ==== Two years ago, Ricky found himself coerced into marrying Emma to protect the woman he cherished. From Ricky's perspective, Emma was despicable, resorting to underhanded schemes to ensure their marriage. He maintained a distant and cold attitude toward her, reserving his warmth for another. Yet, Emma remained wholeheartedly dedicated to Ricky for more than ten years. As she grew weary and considered relinquishing her efforts, Ricky was seized by a sudden fear. What happens next? 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2,621,817	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2621815}'	Yes	2024-12-09 18:57	active	1980	SAVE UP TO 65% + FREE GIFTS 🔥	"Thought I was doing everything right with my old toothbrush, but then I learned about how many germs it might have. With Tao Clean’s UMMA Diamond Sonic Toothbrush, it's a whole new level of clean. It's not just about brushing – it's about knowing that brush is germ-free every time it reaches my mouth. What a relief!" - Kelly B. ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐	SHOP_NOW	https://www.taoclean.com/pages/reserve-toothbrush-	Discover Weekly	https://www.facebook.com/discoverweekly001/	1,537	1969-12-31 18:00	Shop Now	www.taoclean.com	DCO	Last For A Lifetime	https://www.taoclean.com/pages/reserve-toothbrush-65-1	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/469661407_546040131637895_6423533210814212042_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=107&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=mvFBYcrOF7kQ7kNvgFWdURy&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=ANp6zole6W3dZqxQpmfAv8h&oh=00_AYBvdCM12fcDa13Z6hVGwoi8dJZrtV3Ssp4e8LcgtwoYZg&oe=675D6D30	PERSON_PROFILE	Discover Weekly	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,621,394	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) null	No	2024-12-09 18:57	active	1980	LUMN Smiles	Your smile is a priceless asset, and we are dedicated to providing expert, attentive care for all your dental needs.	LIKE_PAGE	https://facebook.com/LUMNsmiles	LUMN Smiles	https://www.facebook.com/LUMNsmiles/	221	1969-12-31 18:00	Like Page	facebook.com	IMAGE		https://facebook.com/LUMNsmiles	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/469388400_941777770741811_6626529618679741680_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=103&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=z8GsAkr6pcEQ7kNvgHs8_Su&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=AP-lJUo8nuM5n44LqAy7jv2&oh=00_AYBEqAaar0jxpkPRygUJJfm73DaxsdzNL9ZbDi8PgJVefA&oe=675D5443	PERSON_PROFILE	LUMN Smiles	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,620,441	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2619298}'	No	2024-12-09 18:45	active	1979		‘Tis The Season! For Give-A-Ways! Everyone who has received and paid in full for a Fuel delivery or Service call from December 1st until the 24th will be entered! Winner will be picked on Christmas Eve (Dec 24th end of business) What are we giving away?!? A basket full of our favorite things! Gift certificates to the following local businesses! $25- Crippled Bear $50 Batter-Up Bakery $50 John Ryan Brewery $25 Nomad Distilling Co :: Williamsport $25 Therapy Brewing $50 Cotters Auto Sales, LLC $50 H&B Farm to You LP refill Rhones Travel Trailers $150 Cleaning from ARC Heating and Service Co $450 Total Value! ****Bonus second prize drawing, Thanks to Hats for Heat! They have added 100 gallons of fuel to the prize! So in addition to to picking one name for the basket, we will then pick a second name for 100 gallons! (Value varies on market $250-$300) **** Don’t need fuel or service right now, but would love a chance at the basket? Go support our friends over at Hats for Heat Feb 1st and 2nd! We will have the same basket available for raffle at their 4th annual event at the The Loyalsock Hotel Happy Holidays everyone!	CALL_NOW		ARC Heating and Service Co	https://www.facebook.com/ARCheatingco/	827	1969-12-31 18:00	Call now		IMAGE			1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/469728949_1724918468084131_7676414822380423313_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=108&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=7KVUElvPWEQQ7kNvgEp94ie&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=AN60v0WA9Oq3QQ5wx_nI4DF&oh=00_AYB9gWwS86vHTkBd6FNDmA_UD8msYZbQrHG_bB1EDcmfeA&oe=675D5555	PERSON_PROFILE	ARC Heating and Service Co	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,628,283	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2628269}'	Yes	2024-12-10 16:45	active	1985	It's a Wonderful Life	24th & 25th	GET_SHOWTIMES	https://flixbrewhouse.com/flix-picks/	Flix Brewhouse	https://www.facebook.com/FlixBrewhouse/	23,041	1969-12-31 18:00	Get Showtimes	flixbrewhouse.com	CAROUSEL	24th & 25th	https://flixbrewhouse.com/flix-picks/	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/469877380_570951588986832_2665371212143263045_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=104&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=vsLH3itDfNYQ7kNvgHmIVia&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=ABolXDgZIZCvzYJMy6FagJR&oh=00_AYDQqOjejepjV_wCT-26pMeIEYtS-l1HX5b0Bzq-QlORHw&oe=675E8499	PERSON_PROFILE	Flix Brewhouse	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,619,280	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2619298}'	No	2024-12-09 18:45	active	1979		On the 9th day of 12 Days of Doornbos my favorite HVAC company gave to me… a JBL GO3 waterproof, bluetooth speaker! To enter, like our FB page, tag a friend, and comment with #12daysofDoornbos. Check back tomorrow to see if you’re a winner and to see our latest giveaway! https://bit.ly/3IkvzAa BEWARE OF SCAMMERS: Doornbos will NEVER ask for your personal information to claim a prize. Winner must be in the Doornbos service area. Employees and families of employees cannot participate. #doornbosheatingandairconditioning #doornbos #alsipil #frankfortIL #OrlandParkIL #ChicagoIL #TinleyParkIL #HVAC			Doornbos Heating & Air Conditioning, Inc.	https://www.facebook.com/doornbosheatingandairconditioning/	267	1969-12-31 18:00			IMAGE			1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/469566274_1097916595113604_715608466620544068_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=101&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=Mp-lIlJO__gQ7kNvgGL-N2M&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=AG2xSV6-i6PtySWxZ7XxUac&oh=00_AYAbtYYXCYH4zc0QS3LCdzTQ9K2T-n17C7jNGar9iMehOA&oe=675D722B	PERSON_PROFILE	Doornbos Heating & Air Conditioning, Inc.	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,624,391	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2624248}'	No	2024-12-09 21:03	active	1982	🔞Attention! Do not read in public！👉	"Mr. Nichols, your wife is experiencing severe postpartum hemorrhage. Please, come and see her for the last time." The doctor anxiously pleaded with the person on the other end of the phone. But Juan Nichols's voice was filled with indifference. "She's still alive? Call me when she's dead." With that, he hung up the phone. All the light disappeared from the eyes of the woman lying on the bed. 'Juan, do you hate me so much? ' The machine emitted a flat, cold beep, indicating Debra's vital signs had disappeared. In Debra's lifetime, she loved Juan dearly. As the only daughter of the Frazier family, she should have enjoyed the best life. But to marry Juan, she sacrificed herself and her family. In the end, she died alone and tragically. Debra slowly closed her eyes. Given another chance, she would never make the same mistakes. ... "Madam, Mr. Nichols wants to take you to the auction. Which outfit would you like to wear?" Sophie asked. Debra gasped and opened her eyes. Everything in front of her was strikingly familiar. This place was Juan and her home. They had been married for a month, but Juan had rarely visited her. She remembered that Juan was attending a land auction, and due to the occasion, he had to bring his family along. But this was all five years ago. 'How could it be? ' she thought, deeply confused, 'Am I reborn?' "Mr. Nichols has never stayed overnight before. You should seize this opportunity." Sophie’s voice brought Debra back to reality. She picked out a white gown, hesitating. "How about this one, Madam?" Looking at it, Debra gave a self-deprecating smile. It was well known that Juan favored Shelia. In the past, she often dressed like Shelia to please Juan Miles. Shelia liked white dresses, so she followed suit, just to earn a little favor from Juan. For this auction, Juan didn't inform her of the change in companion and brought Shelia instead, making her look ridiculous in a white dress similar to Shelia's. The thought of the past made her laugh. "No, I'll wear that one," she said, picking up a red dress she has never tried on before. Debra never liked plain clothes. Shelia was just a poor college student. Debra felt that she must have lost her mind to wear cheap clothes for a man. "But Mr. Nichols likes white dresses," Sophie said hesitantly. Debra simply ignored her hints. "I'll wear this one," she said. "Throw away all those white dresses. I don't like them." Sophie sighed and complied. Debra looked at herself in the mirror, still vibrant and beautiful. But in a few years, she would be worn down by Juan's torment. Before that happened, she would end it all. ... In the evening, the auction venue was filled with celebrities, and Juan walked to the entrance with Shelia. Shelia, in a white dress, held Juan's arm timidly. "I've never been to such an event before. Maybe I should go back." "You'll get used to it. You'll be attending these events frequently in the future," Juan said. Shelia nodded. Juan was about to enter with Shelia when his assistant Joe spoke up. "Sir, won't we wait for Mrs. Nichols?" Juan frowned. "Didn't I ask you to tell her not to come today?" Joe glanced at Shelia, and she quickly said, "It's not Joe's fault. I told him not to inform Debra. With my status, I'm afraid of gossip, so I thought it would be better for Debra to accompany you in." Shelia lowered her head like a scared hare. Juan rubbed his temples. He didn't want Debra to show up at all. "Mr. Nichols," Shelia murmured, biting her lip. "It's alright." Juan patted Shelia's head and said to Joe, "Go intercept her and send her away." In the crowd, there were murmurs of surprise and praise. Joe looked over and was also shocked. "I'm afraid it's too late."	LEARN_MORE	https://thebvhwysgng.com/market/goodnovel/1?lpid=1	Random Reading	https://www.facebook.com/61559743679549/	323	1969-12-31 18:00	Learn More	thebvhwysgng.com	DCO		https://thebvhwysgng.com/market/goodnovel/1?lpid=13914&utm_campaign={{campaign.name}}&utm_content={{campaign.id}}&adset_name={{adset.name}}&adset_id={{adset.id}}&ad_id={{ad.id}}&ad_name={{ad.name}}&placement={{placement}}	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/464176595_1056316475935566_659174090726662733_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=108&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=sJOvUwETxUYQ7kNvgEU1eqJ&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=Awy3FldhJSJqSWMhykW5XgS&oh=00_AYDoixx_bTEQJMKd-IqsfC6iNGm9Uf_zbwSTe0e8qfMTzg&oe=675D78C1	PERSON_PROFILE	Random Reading	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,622,257	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2622256}'	No	2024-12-09 19:36	active	1981	4 interest-free payments	✅60%off buy 1⃣ get 1⃣ 🌿 The charm of Christmas jewelry 🍃 fills every moment with surprise 🎁💞 Shop Now👉:http://italojewelry.io/Cwo Free shipping & After Pay	SHOP_NOW	https://www.italojewelry.com/italo-yellow-gold-cre	Italo Jewelry	https://www.facebook.com/italojewelry/	69,420	1969-12-31 18:00	Shop Now	italojewelry.com	DPA	✅ONE-YEAR Warranty & 60-DAY RETURN	https://www.italojewelry.com/italo-yellow-gold-created-white-sapphire-titanium-steel-men-s-wedding-band-241007.html	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/469491219_940413784090579_8018915642092541098_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=110&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=SX7_OxJT6K8Q7kNvgGDUD0B&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=AXpn2yE5y6W97_b6RdtCEoY&oh=00_AYAmSHxh13_uYE1FGY0yLwGf1ev8rgh7raolzPDqNuNEOA&oe=675D7267	PERSON_PROFILE	Italo Jewelry	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,622,261	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2622256}'	No	2024-12-09 19:36	active	1981	4 interest-free payments	✅60%off buy 1⃣ get 1⃣ 🌿 The charm of Christmas jewelry 🍃 fills every moment with surprise 🎁💞 Shop Now👉:http://italojewelry.io/Cwo Free shipping & After Pay	SHOP_NOW	https://www.italojewelry.com/italo-yellow-gold-cre	Italo Jewelry	https://www.facebook.com/italojewelry/	69,420	1969-12-31 18:00	Shop Now	italojewelry.com	DPA	✅ONE-YEAR Warranty & 60-DAY RETURN	https://www.italojewelry.com/italo-yellow-gold-created-white-sapphire-titanium-steel-men-s-wedding-band-241007.html	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/469491219_940413784090579_8018915642092541098_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=110&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=SX7_OxJT6K8Q7kNvgGDUD0B&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=AXpn2yE5y6W97_b6RdtCEoY&oh=00_AYAmSHxh13_uYE1FGY0yLwGf1ev8rgh7raolzPDqNuNEOA&oe=675D7267	PERSON_PROFILE	Italo Jewelry	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,622,249	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2623509}'	No	2024-12-09 19:36	active	1981	Get Married at Fifty👉👉👉	There's no need for more searching. This is the series you've been wanting to watch. Don't miss it, or you'll regret it!😍	WATCH_MORE		Romantic Love	https://www.facebook.com/61557838064349/	344	1969-12-31 18:00	Watch More		DCO			1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/462803539_538588932202249_1294801166581320080_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=102&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=LPm-F-O77C8Q7kNvgGNpzex&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=AXpn2yE5y6W97_b6RdtCEoY&oh=00_AYDZaKxJkLf4T-5meKrTiKPyvIlINYScR6GV1G7c0h_sUA&oe=675D5ABC	PERSON_PROFILE	Romantic Love	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,623,512	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2623571}'	Yes	2024-12-09 19:36	active	1981	BLACK FRIDAY ALERT	Top of the morning friends, your girl has an announcement to share. @solawave is having a sitewide sale - buy one, get one free. I’ve been using their red light therapy products for a little over a year and the results are AMAZING! It’s so apparent that many believe I get Botox…ha nope, it’s all in that LED light therapy baby. Their products keep. winning. awards. It's truly incredible. Time to get on board!	SHOP_NOW	https://www.solawave.co/collections/red-light-ther	voguishgrace	https://www.facebook.com/graceyourstage/	678	1969-12-31 18:00	Shop now	www.solawave.co	VIDEO		https://www.solawave.co/collections/red-light-therapy-black-friday-cyber-monday-sale	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/469087166_475922255062615_4516888803523540592_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=111&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=LH9b8XHhba0Q7kNvgFwS5eN&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=A0TnxVognWe2sDMkk6SSxZR&oh=00_AYB9uWhwGlfolGejPtZ5z2aVl5pxpvA8-Y1D0wuo1swGPQ&oe=675D4D94	PERSON_PROFILE	voguishgrace	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete

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