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2,700,470	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2700460}'	No	2025-02-26 00:36	active	2638	🔞Click to read on📜Ex-Husband Got Crazy When I Disappear📜	The day had finally arrived—Hayden Parker was coming back. His friends had all but dragged me, his so-called wife, to the welcome party. I could tell they were just waiting for the moment I would embarrass myself. Whispers of Hayden's newfound romance overseas had buzzed through the air, a reminder that he was likely returning to sever the last ties of our fraying marriage. "Do you think Hayden would go through with the divorce? Yvonne Jackson's grandpa practically forced him into this marriage," a voice sneered. "Ugh, just thinking about that spoiled, clueless Yvonne clinging to Hayden for all those years gave me chills," another chimed in. "I heard that on their wedding night, she stripped down and jumped into Hayden's bed, only to be kicked out. How humiliating!" the third scoffed. Their cruel laughter reverberated around the private room, each chuckle piercing my heart like a shard of glass. I clenched my fists, tears threatening to spill. Yeah, they were right. A decade of my life had been devoted to Hayden—I had poured out my youth and even sacrificed my family. Yet, in the end, I had become little more than a joke in the whole city of Elysiumville. For a moment, an invisible weight pressed down on my chest, tightening around my heart like a vice and making each breath feel laborious. "Yvonne, why are you just standing there?" A voice cut through, jolting me back to reality. I turned to find Nevin, Hayden's younger brother. He had always believed my marriage to Hayden was a catastrophic mistake and had made it his mission to make my life miserable the past year. "Hurry up and come in. Hayden's almost here, and the show's about to start," Nevin urged, and without waiting for my response, he swept into the private room, with a crowd moving in behind him like a relentless tide. Left with no choice, I steeled myself and stepped in after him, the uncertainty swirling within me like a storm. As I entered the room, the lively chatter fell abruptly silent. A few people managed to be polite, standing up to greet me with a friendly nod. I returned with a faint smile, walked over, and settled into a chair. Just then, a booming voice erupted from the entrance. "Hayden, you're finally here. The guys have been waiting." Instantly, my heart plummeted, a heavy stone sinking into my chest. "I got held up," came Hayden's deep voice, smooth and steady, just like I remembered. But then, a sweet, cheerful voice followed, completely catching me off guard. "It's totally my fault. I dozed off the whole way on the plane. But just as we landed, I felt hungry, and he stayed with me to grab a bite," the woman explained, her tone playful and joyful, laced with a hint of pride. A lump rose in my throat—so, this was Hayden's new girlfriend? He had actually brought her here. Suddenly, Nevin's earlier comment about "the good show" clicked into place. "Wow, looks like your new girlfriend is quite the priority, Hayden. We've all been waiting here starving," Nevin chuckled, his voice laced with playful sarcasm. His words cut deep, sending a sharp ache through my heart. Despite all the time I had spent with the Parker family, Nevin had never truly acknowledged me as Hayden's wife. The air was thick with suppressed giggles, and an odd tension settled over the room. Before Hayden could respond, the woman chimed in again, "Come on, Nevin, enough with the jokes. I hardly deserve to be called Hayden's girlfriend." Though her words seemed awkward, her tone told another story. "Nonsense," Nevin shot back, a playful smirk on his face. "Hayden mentioned you took care of him when he was out cold. How could you not be worthy?" Yet, his words barely registered in my mind because. At that moment, Hayden walked in. The crystal chandelier above cast a warm glow across his tall figure, illuminating him like an ethereal vision. He appeared a touch leaner, the angles of his jaw—already striking—were now even more pronounced. His brows bore a newfound intensity that made him the undeniable focal point of every gaze in the room. A black rosary bracelet dangled from his left wrist, dark and mysterious, catching the light with an alluring gleam. In that breathless instant, I felt unmoored. This was the man I had once pursued with relentless passion, the one I would have sacrificed anything for, even my very life, just to be by his side. Yet now, he appeared so distant and cold. The indifference he had maintained over the past year had long since dulled the once-bright love I had felt for him. Just then, Hayden's gaze found me across the room. We weren't too far apart, but the distance between us seemed to stretch like a chasm. There was an inscrutable depth behind his eyes, a flicker of something I couldn't quite decipher. As I tore my gaze away, my attention was drawn to the woman by his side. A wave of instinct nudged me to assess her, and I couldn't help but compare us. She was striking—vibrant eyes that sparkled with life, a radiant smile that could light up the dimmest room, and skin that seemed to glow with an ethereal perfection. No wonder even someone as composed and aloof as Hayden appeared captivated by her charm. With a sigh, I stole a glance at my reflection in the nearby window. My cheeks were pale; the toll of missed meals and sleepless nights had morphed me into a mere shadow of my former self. Honestly, if I were Hayden, I'd probably pick her too. "What are you doing here?" Hayden asked, his voice striking with an icy edge. The harshness of his words landed like a blow, snuffing out the last flicker of hope I had held onto for us. After all this time apart, here he was—flanked by another woman—and his first words weren't even a greeting or an explanation. Instead, he launched that indifferent question, tinged with annoyance, as if my presence were an inconvenience. I forced a brittle smile. "I came to welcome you. Nevin set it up." Hayden's eyebrows knit together slightly, and just as I had expected, he cast a frosty glare in Nevin's direction. Caught off guard, Nevin immediately recoiled, stammering, "I... I didn't think it would be like this." Actually, he had orchestrated the entire scene, eager to see me unravel. In the past, I had been fiercely possessive of Hayden—just a single glance from another woman in his direction would have sent me spiraling. Yet here I was, neither crying nor throwing a tantrum. Instead, I managed a calm smile and said to Hayden, "So, this lovely lady is your new flame?" A gasp rippled through the crowd, and I could sense their curiosity swirling—was there an epic showdown to erupt? Hayden's expression shifted, more intense than I had anticipated. Joanna Charlotte, the woman by his side, suddenly seemed nervous as she stammered, "Yvonne, please don't get the wrong idea. It's not what it appears to be between me and Mr. Parker. We..." Her faltering words only hinted at a deeper connection with Hayden, making the scene even more awkward. In another time, I might have charged at Joanna, tugging at her hair, and lashing out for being the other woman. But now, I simply pasted on a smile and said, "I'm not misunderstanding anything. I'm just relieved to know you're taking care of Hayden." Joanna's jaw tightened, and she retreated a step, seeking refuge behind Hayden's broad shoulders. Hayden's face darkened in an instant. "Have you said enough?" he questioned, his voice a low rumble filled with an unmistakable edge of warning. I already knew Hayden held no affection for me, and he probably resented me for pushing him into marriage. But as he defended someone else and unleash his harsh words upon me, the last remnants of my heart that I had desperately clung to shattered. A decade of unrequited admiration had culminated in nothing but his disdain. A deep sadness washed over me and my vision began to blur. I fought to hold back tears and kept my smile. "Looks I'm not welcome here. You guys can catch up. I'll just take my leave." With that, I turned and walked out of the room without daring to look back. As soon as I reached the stairs, my phone buzzed to life. It was Lucy Coffey, my best friend. "What? Hayden brought another woman back? What a jerk! You've loved him for so long, and just two months ago, when he was in a coma from that accident, you even went abroad to care for him. "Does he have any conscience at all?" Lucy's voice crackled with disbelief and anger on the other end. "Lucy..." I started, but the words faltered, choking in my throat. No matter how hard I tried, I couldn't suppress the wave of sadness that washed over me. Lucy picked up on it right away. "Okay, Yvonne, don't cry. Just divorce him. You deserve so much more! There are plenty of younger guys out there, and I hear a freshman has his eye on you." "I can't even think about that right now," I sighed, pressing my fingers against my temples as if to will away the mounting emotions. I had pleaded with my grandfather to allow this marriage for three days. I had believed it was something to cherish, always prioritizing Hayden's happiness above my own. But now, I found myself wishing for nothing more than for him to ask for a divorce. "I feel so sorry for you, Yvonne" Lucy sighed. "Well, since you're free for the evening, how about we grab a drink together?" A drink sounded like exactly what I needed—a little liquid courage to drown my sorrows. But halfway, Xander, Hayden's grandfather, called me back. As I entered Xander's study, I was surprised to find Hayden there as well. A tangle of confusion tightened in my gut—wasn't he supposed to be with his new flame at this moment? Chapter 5 You Got Dumped? Hayden despised me. There was no way he would have carried me. Plus, I had no recollection of even going to the guest room last night. I thought it through and asked skeptically, "Are you sure? I remember falling asleep on the cou—" Suddenly, I caught myself and quickly stopped. If others found out that Hayden and I were sleeping separately, who knew what kind of gossip would start? The servant looked a bit confused but spoke confidently, "I was on duty that night, and I saw you go to the guest room at midnight. Later, Mr. Hayden Parker came to carry you back. Maybe you should check the guest room for your hairpin?" As soon as she finished, I hurried to the guest room and spotted my hairpin on the nightstand. So, maybe I sleepwalked last night, and then Hayden carried me back? No, that seemed way too unlikely. With my mind racing, I made my way downstairs, only to run into Nevin out of the blue. "I heard you're thinking about divorcing Hayden? That's quite bold of you to think you can make threats," he sneered, his eyes dripping with disdain and sarcasm. "It's none of your business," I retorted, trying to sidestep him, having no intention of engaging in this conversation. Nevin blocked my way. "Are you just playing hard to get again? With your lack of life skills, once you're divorced, do you think you can survive without Hayden's money?" "Why wouldn't I be able to make it on my own?" I frowned, irritated. Did he think divorced women have to wait around to fade away? What century did he think this was? "Oh? Besides bothering Hayden, have you ever accomplished anything meaningful?" Nevin rested his chin on his hand, pretending to think deeply. My heart clenched. For the past ten years, my life had revolved around Hayden, and everything I had done was about him. But now, he meant nothing to me, and so did the Parker family. I glared at Nevin, the memories of the humiliation he'd inflicted over the past year fresh in my mind. Anger welled up inside me, and I bit out, "I haven't divorced Hayden yet. You'd better show me some respect." Nevin froze, his eyes widening in disbelief before he burst into laughter. "What? You want respect? Do you even deserve it?" "If you're unsure, you can ask Xander," I said, holding his gaze without flinching, mirroring his scorn. "And by the way, you put someone in the hospital six months ago, and I helped you out. You haven't even thanked me." "You!" Nevin gritted his teeth, thrown by my unexpected reminder of old times. He bellowed, "I never asked for your help. You just butt into my affairs." "Really? I bet the guy who got beaten up still holds a grudge against you. Should I go talk to him?" I retorted, my tone as icy as winter. Nevin's expression changed completely. "I don't believe you would actually go to him. You..." Before he could finish, I turned on my heel and walked away. "Yvonne, are you insane? How dare you talk to me like that?" Nevin's glare pierced the air, his voice booming. Yet, his words only echoed into the silence of the empty living room. Seething, Nevin stormed into the company to find Hayden. "You think something's up with Yvonne? She's acting like a whole new person." Hayden was hunched over his desk, swamped with paperwork, scribbling signatures on documents. Without lifting his gaze, he queried, "Why'd you go to her?" "I ran into her at the Parker residence," Nevin explained, slowing down as he continued, "I heard she went to see Grandpa, probably about divorcing you." His eyes were locked on Hayden, eager to catch every detail. Hayden's hand, holding the Montblanc pen, froze. "What did Grandpa say?" he asked calmly, his lips barely parting. Nevin was about to reply when a burst of laughter rang out from beyond the door. "Is Yvonne planning to divorce you, Hayden? Didn't see that coming. You getting dumped is a new one." Hayden looked up casually, his charming eyes flicking toward the door as a cold glint crossed his face. The newcomer strolled in, at ease in a white casual suit and sporting a sly grin. "Yasir? Long time no see!" Nevin recognized him and jumped to his feet, his excitement palpable. Yasir Gibson was an old buddy of Hayden's, but they were like night and day. Yasir was all about eating, drinking, and having a good time, which made him a breeze to hang out with for Nevin. 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In high society, it was rare to find someone without a taste for indulgence. If anyone else had an affair after marriage, it would seem normal. However, Hayden was renowned for his asceticism and was widely believed to be disinterested in women. As Yasir anxiously awaited Hayden's response, Hayden suddenly asked, "Who said I don't even touch my wife?" Yasir and Nevin gaped at each other, their looks exchanging a shared disbelief at Hayden's words. Finally, Nevin stammered, "Everyone in town knows you kicked Yvonne out of the room on your wedding night. You've never given a damn about her. How could you be interested in her now?" Hayden's handsome features darkened, his voice edged with a menacing tone. "How would outsiders know about my personal affairs? Did you spread it?" "I..." Nevin froze, feeling the air freeze in his lungs as he thought, 'Why is Hayden so furious?' The reason was plain as day. Hayden's usually serene eyes were now ablaze with fury. "If I catch wind of such rumors again, you'll be out of the Parker family." "I understand. " Nevin shuddered, beads of cold sweat dotting his forehead. "Get out!" Hayden barked, his irritation palpable. He might not have cared for Yvonne, but this was a family matter—it wasn't decent to air it out. Nevin was so frightened that he quickly slipped away. Yasir let out a dramatic sigh. "Oh, poor Yvonne. She's been so devoted to you. Since you left a year ago, who knows how many cold stares she's had to deal with?" "What do you mean?" Hayden frowned, a hint of confusion crossing his face.	LEARN_MORE	https://website.literiess.com/share/middle/icuzyqw	NovelBlurb	https://www.facebook.com/61568458977413/	570	1969-12-31 18:00	Learn more	website.literiess.com	IMAGE	The day had finally arrived—Hayden Parker was coming back. His friends had all but dragged me, his so-called wife, to the welcome party. 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2,710,654	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2710589}'	No	2025-03-01 00:27	active	2657	🏡 Build Your Dream Deck or Fence & Get $500 Off!	🔥 North Charleston Homeowners: Get a $500 BONUS on Your New Deck or Fence! Ready to upgrade your outdoor space? Whether you need a beautiful new deck for summer BBQs 🍔 or a sturdy fence for privacy and security, we’ve got you covered! And for a limited time, you get a $500 BONUS toward your project! 💰 🏡 KC Pacific Construction LLC – Your Trusted Deck & Fence Experts! ✔ Wood, Composite, Vinyl & Metal Fencing ✔ Custom Decks Built to Last ✔ Licensed & Insured \| 7+ Years of Experience 📢 Spots are Limited! Tap Learn More to Claim Your Bonus & Get a FREE Estimate!	LEARN_MORE	http://fb.me/	KC Pacific Construction LLC	https://www.facebook.com/61573189988722/	1	1969-12-31 18:00	Learn more	fb.me	VIDEO		http://fb.me/	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-lga3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/482077337_1572195290162584_1233391604495635393_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=108&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=CYc7RSQ6diEQ7kNvgE3jlPi&_nc_oc=Adgp0eC5W1iLnDWV8eC-_QLue0j1g70KOcdPR7MwmzSs9fkCw2NjKQIb5ddLFetv6ohIzt3j_LShbDE3hvQp9e44&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-1.xx&_nc_gid=AGZMiw2m9EWkNhnvCYmjy6g&oh=00_AYA0w972ZHIcu4a6Lw8Z-nIoQvt5irM1tq4P2HifmP40yw&oe=67C86822	PERSON_PROFILE	KC Pacific Construction LLC	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,698,904	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2698898}'	Yes	2025-02-25 23:00	active	2633	Power Your Gains with Every Chew!	🔥 Unleash the beast with 5g of pure creatine per serving in every delicious gummy. Beast Bites are designed to fuel your strength, boost endurance, and maximize muscle growth without the mess of powders. Chew, train, and conquer with ease. Available in irresistible flavors like Blue Raspberry, Sweet Strawberry, and Peach Rings, they’re the tastiest way to power your workouts. 💪 5g Creatine Per Serving 🍬 Convenient & Tasty 🚫 No Powders – Easy, no mess 🔥 Fast-Acting – Fuel up in no time ⚡ Boost Endurance 💵 Multi-Jar Discount	SHOP_NOW	https://getbeastbites.com/collections/frontpage/pr	Beast Bites Creatine Gummies	https://www.facebook.com/100093034657111/	1,706	1969-12-31 18:00	Shop now	getbeastbites.com	VIDEO		https://getbeastbites.com/collections/frontpage/products/creatine-infused-gummies	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/480715809_3403981343065194_1581696583047155678_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=109&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=4JDN4BzmtugQ7kNvgFcQLbj&_nc_oc=AdhT-ESq4Gnz_x-y5dSMDVMmbRoGb5J4fPJDpJKFUNYg_JMnEwekFSDpV0BsziW2QDGq2xWqaMbh1_2EXkbyDRau&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=Ax3FhMRvfFzvjah7CHHKPJe&oh=00_AYDO_QAfQtN8XKlhdvFghmlDofqYWUZltGVyYEB3SqMgjg&oe=67C47BB0	PERSON_PROFILE	Beast Bites Creatine Gummies	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,702,262	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) null	No	2025-02-27 01:09	active	2642	✨Buy 2 Get 1 Free Offer✨	The Diamond Spicule 5,000 Shot is all over my feed, so I had to see for myself if it’s really worth the hype. As always, I started with a patch test on my hand before applying it to my face. When I pressed it in, I felt a light tingling. It was like tiny micro-needles working under the surface. It didn’t hurt. It felt unique, showing me that the spicules were sending nutrients deep into my skin. After just one use, my skin looked smoother and more radiant. They say the results only improve with time, so I’ll be using it consistently and tracking my progress. I can’t wait to see how my skin transforms in the coming weeks!	ORDER_NOW	https://sunday2monday.com/products/sunday-to-monda	Sunday to Monday	https://www.facebook.com/61568179324266/	74	1969-12-31 18:00	Order now	sunday2monday.com	VIDEO		https://sunday2monday.com/products/sunday-to-monday-diamond-spicule-5-000-shot	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/481448396_3947934565480074_4232354795772107537_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=102&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=LIaQdoBV0P8Q7kNvgECFaVG&_nc_oc=AdidjYLtSa_3yg5N5vBs5VAegE206C0ghdgc2zsKdDyCEiHntsoqikmPan9JMVOZPCmK0v2p3pw20oNkFSy55xTj&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=AIwh-yXD30fnxx7zkkIrjcD&oh=00_AYCWrDC2U7Q1gC9L0gGiMYENT4-5zYy28ZGnVBovgD8wtQ&oe=67C5CDC9	PERSON_PROFILE	Sunday to Monday	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,707,060	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2707058}'	No	2025-02-28 00:30	active	2651	Pain Report	✨ Winter Sale ✨ Get up to 50% OFF our top-selling Synocell! “I couldn’t walk, and had extreme pain. Today I was able to clean all of my hardwood floors. It’s a miracle and I will be ordering more!” - Bonnie E. ✅ Soothes Achy Joints ✅ Increases mobility ✅ Reduces Stiffness and Inflammation Never Worry About Your Joints Again When You Claim Your 50% Savings Today 100% Money-Back Guarantee Limited-Time Winter Sale Discover Synocell Now – and Get Up To 50% OFF Biggest Sale of The Year!	WATCH_MORE	https://thepainreport.com/pages/syn-tslfb/	Synocell	https://www.facebook.com/synocell/	3,115	1969-12-31 18:00	Watch more	thepainreport.com	IMAGE	“This one thing has helped thousands of patients ease neck pain, back aches, nerve pain, joint stiffness, and sore knees. When nothing else seemed to work!	https://thepainreport.com/pages/syn-tslfb/	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/481472793_537909325411014_280869630771745472_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=100&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=b3F1qWAKJwgQ7kNvgGY_s3r&_nc_oc=AdjKpg2_dEE8QerXiw30IgqCJr_t0dwPvKs573gzQgEL7W8AJ7ZeqSYyHXmcsC2e7IjX3OTA0VOE298K51-NSmGY&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=AsQsRN8fxRTOuJ0ShrcTO2v&oh=00_AYCn5lCzz9ttdSEM_HAL3X5cDKtZOF_agtT-rC6wc4rlAQ&oe=67C73581	PERSON_PROFILE	Synocell	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,709,430	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2709434}'	No	2025-02-28 01:51	active	2653	Click Here to Join Our Team!	If you're ready to drive for a company that knows you by name and treats you like family, look no further! At Foltz Trucking we're dedicated to service for both our customers and team members. Consistent and reliable freight year-round! 🏠 HOME WEEKLY (Depending on location, call for details!) Regional driving opportunities available. 💵 Ask about our new pay package for company drivers! New 2023 equipment available for lease to purchase! Give us a call at (218) 847-4451 or click the button below to start your application today!	APPLY_NOW	https://foltztrucking.com/driver-application/	Foltz Trucking	https://www.facebook.com/foltztruckinginc/	1,366	1969-12-31 18:00	Apply Now	foltztrucking.com	DCO		https://foltztrucking.com/driver-application/	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/465410691_924531919563114_7940130073988337267_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=105&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=wPMhSPSF8wEQ7kNvgFUACV7&_nc_oc=Adhmh-hNHm3C4o6tGcyuX3dpeOvtVB_Fhq3Oet3NnJ6s9jTMLNENDzR7rOqZGWXt8T-0xnYglsccHBHfyiw5jn7R&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=An3eX5Rv0hmDDqCXxE55Xb0&oh=00_AYAMsGCXAIj-bfFsd_JXyJFo2V96DLxsvOS8_qBEMlLsyg&oe=67C7295D	PERSON_PROFILE	Foltz Trucking	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,705,749	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2705732}'	No	2025-02-27 04:15	active	2646	Request A Consultation	Choose Pulmonary & Sleep Medicine Associates, LLP as your go-to team for help with pulmonary and sleep problems! Fully accredited by the American Academy of Sleep Medicine, we’re the team you can count on for sleep studies and treatments designed to help you breathe easier, sleep better, and work towards greater comfort and enhanced quality of life! Contact us now, our trusted team has 35+ years’ experience and hassle-free telehealth consultations are available for sleep care consultations, so book now and ask about our easy online payment options!	CONTACT_US	https://www.pulmonarysleepmedicine.com/?cam=soc-tp	Pulmonary & Sleep Medicine Associates, LLP	https://www.facebook.com/100083333317910/	128	1969-12-31 18:00	Contact us	www.pulmonarysleepmedicine.com	VIDEO	Trusted Sleep Care Since 1986	https://www.pulmonarysleepmedicine.com/?cam=soc-tp-m271849-c919681-g-	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/480970235_608552335277891_6011393378354208993_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=109&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=mS8U6GQpqNwQ7kNvgHXjAVo&_nc_oc=AdjphQ4-ARKvDFrfbwcZbzdTqpUYNGlW4ls89UQEtQSYkghgRldbWokEpznecWKl7QWdGW_TVykFIqsYlFk6EHV4&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=Abo0FWkIZ6xOVJY0a_E0b91&oh=00_AYBJOYL1sI5CC9f_lt5--SCGnKuphR72BqqDpUFGPzRqqg&oe=67C60636	PERSON_PROFILE	Pulmonary & Sleep Medicine Associates, LLP	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,714,888	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2714873}'	Yes	2025-03-01 01:23	active	2659	Quick, Easy & Affordable - Get Your Free Quote Today!	Why spend a fortune on a new roof when you can go green and save green? Unlock up to 15 extra years for your roof with our sustainable, cost-effective treatment! 🏠 Extend your roof's lifespan by up to 15 years 💵 Cut costs up to 80% when compared to a complete replacement ♻️ Embrace an eco-friendly choice with our 100% all-natural, plant-based solution Find out if your roof is eligible for the Roof Maxx transformation today!	GET_QUOTE	https://roofmaxxlocal.com/?dealer_id=9940886555	Roof Maxx	https://www.facebook.com/D9940886555/	28	1969-12-31 18:00	Get Quote	roofmaxxlocal.com	DCO	★★★★★ 10,000+ Reviews	https://roofmaxxlocal.com/?dealer_id=9940886555	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-lga3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/473712996_1555116245170269_6116899651489448329_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=103&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=SUkoPYDmWiEQ7kNvgEIJt8Y&_nc_oc=AdgAZ3D4H8rs10VU1fAepq3HBgv1V1HQYNV_bIeIAPPfrDGgWMizfwytiPAMsoZ-WoUWdUcjbZ9Tp8h4Td8MlEWU&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-1.xx&_nc_gid=AnjhholF8jK_Pee7zG90uNw&oh=00_AYCo27frs9-L7WipPt8ZbgUTZzo9SAEEQ5ZtZhm_psQtxQ&oe=67C881EC	PERSON_PROFILE	Roof Maxx	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,706,949	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"is_bh_simple_request":true,"simple_request_ratio":0.5153374233128835,"is_bh_selenium":null,"selenium_ratio":null,"ratio_threshold":0.8}'	No	2025-02-28 00:30	active	2651		😖 Do you suffer from sciatica? 💊 Tried EVERYTHING but nothing works? ❌ No relief… no lasting results? 👉 That’s because the ROOT CAUSE isn’t being treated. ✨ The problem? ADHESION! 🔗 Adhesion is the #1 cause of chronic pain. 🩺 Here’s @mt_kasey removing adhesion from the sciatic nerve, giving PERMANENT pain relief. 🚶‍♂️ Imagine living PAIN-FREE again. 🚫 No more medical merry-go-round. ❌ No surgery. 💬 Comment “sciatica” and let’s fix this for GOOD! 💪 #sciaticpain #backpain #buttpain #chronicpain #alternativetherapy #softtissuespecialist #adhesionreleasemethods #charlotte #Greenvillesc	VIEW_INSTAGRAM_PROFILE	http://instagram.com/performancetherapy	Performance Therapy	https://www.facebook.com/performancetherapycarolinas/	1,185	1969-12-31 18:00	Visit Instagram profile	instagram.com	VIDEO		http://instagram.com/performancetherapy	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/481206826_1339947353994045_8956062455052999474_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=111&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=IZbenDJJc-8Q7kNvgGfoM5w&_nc_oc=Adif-A8jo_NFCEVoMJO_qXAnjTdzLsa_wKWpD3dzVSOikym6QxKYPD7hGavKZX7rpCyyqM2QyglPa3Za5rLqhWvs&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=A77LaBfyZ7asaS7SrKZnSgQ&oh=00_AYCzeVpOsc5nO3fe-eapmT_JmLVORXz1lrfTpZD3VozNvA&oe=67C71353	PERSON_PROFILE	Performance Therapy	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,702,359	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) null	Yes	2025-02-27 01:09	active	2642	instagram.com	This week, welcome Matt Heckler to the Alehouse for Free Music Friday! @mattheckler is a solo multi-instrumentalist that barely fits into any ordinary musical category. He tends to keep to the darker side of Appalachian mountain music and early bluegrass but listen long enough and you’ll soon be transported to the mountains of Eastern Europe or a dimly lit bar in Ireland where they honor those who have passed with a gently swaying a cappella ballad. Heckler will perform at the Alehouse Friday, February 28 from 7-9 PM. 21 + 🍻 . . . . . #sewardalehouse #freemusicfridays	VIEW_INSTAGRAM_PROFILE	http://instagram.com/sewardalehouse	Seward Alehouse	https://www.facebook.com/sewardalehouse.alaska/	4,073	1969-12-31 18:00	Visit Instagram profile	instagram.com	IMAGE		http://instagram.com/sewardalehouse	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/480949354_2377931045898759_5259538097803482201_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=102&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=rgf8aju4a1sQ7kNvgHqxhhW&_nc_oc=AdjOGWQp4MQajPv3zlOrYUhGhv6Hr3jJs0-ofsxyzJPWkz2LgFanmL1n1j8wP7qeLjvNA0M1HJ52nqyTPJqKrs1x&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=AzEf3CgjOW8xlv56v2CeQE7&oh=00_AYBsVBOhH7oZ3U9hp9OzvIqiF-MgcQbCkW_gGrZvVcWc1A&oe=67C5E65B	PERSON_PROFILE	Seward Alehouse	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,707,324	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2707095}'	No	2025-02-28 00:30	active	2651	🔞Attention! Do not read in public！👉	For seven years, I've been Castro Harrison's secret lover. Our love was hidden in the shadows, but his kisses and promises kept me willing to stay. I thought he would finally acknowledge me—until that day when I overheard him talking with his friends. It turned out I was nothing more than a substitute. That night, I finally stepped into the room he had forbidden me from entering. On the desk, there was a picture frame—inside, a photo of him and another woman locked in a tight embrace, the Eiffel Tower in Paris in the background. At that moment, my heart turned completely cold. I erased every trace of myself in a single night and left without looking back. One minute before my flight took off, I sent my brother a message. "This afternoon, have the man you chose come and register the marriage." For seven years, I've been in a secret relationship with Castro Harrison, my brother's best friend. Just as I was hoping he'd propose, I tracked his location to a private lounge at an upscale restaurant, where I found they were joking about me. "Castro, now that Oriana's back from London, what are you going to do about that replacement?" Castro remained silent, his lack of response speaking volumes. The tension in the air was broken by another friend's sardonic laugh. "You've got to hand it to Castro–having the nerve to pursue William Blackwood's sister while Oriana was away. Now that you've had your fun, and Oriana's back..." "Well, Oriana deserved it after how coldly she left. A replacement was just what she needed to teach her a lesson!" ...... The next day, Castro took me to Oriana's welcome-home party at the Blackwood Estate, lavishing attention on me with an almost theatrical display of affection. But when Oriana ran out in tears, her Chanel dress stained with wine, Castro pushed me aside without a second thought and rush out. I returned home alone, my cream silk blouse ruined by scalding soup and my skin was still stinging. With trembling hands, I finally opened the door to his study---the one room he'd always declared off-limits. There, prominently displayed on his mahogany desk, was a photograph of him and Oriana in Paris, the Eiffel Tower gleaming behind their embracing figures. My heart turned to ice as I dialed my brother's number in Switzerland. "William... about that arranged marriage–I'll do it." "Aveline?" My brother's voice softened with concern, catching the unfamiliar strain in my tone. "What's wrong? This doesn't sound like you at all." A lump formed in my throat, but I forced a light laugh. "Nothing's wrong. I just realized - marriage is inevitable, isn't it? Does it really matter who it is?" "Besides," I continued, trying to keep my voice steady. "I trust your and father's judgment. Even for a business merger marriage, I know you would have vetted the candidate thoroughly." William's relief was audible through the phone. "I'm glad you're being sensible about this. When are you coming back? Would you like to meet him first before making your final decision?" "No need. The sooner we proceed, the sooner we can resolve the company's crisis. Go ahead and start planning the wedding. Let's set it for... a month from now." "Perfect! By the way, have you heard from Castro?" he coninued, "His first love is finally back in town. You should invite him to the wedding - let him share in your happiness." So William knew about Oriana too. No wonder Castro never let me tell my brother about us. I lowered my eyes, concealing the pain that threatened to spill over. "Don't bother him, Will. We're... not that close." Hearing the door unlock, I quickly said goodbye and ended the call. I looked up to find Castro leaning against the doorframe, his signature smirk playing across his lips. "Not close to whom?" "You." My honest answer only made his smirk widen as he pulled me into his arms. "Oh really?" His voice dropped to a husky whisper. "Should we discuss just how 'not close' we are? All those nights together weren't close enough?" His breath was hot against my ear, and for the first time, his intimate gesture made my skin crawl instead of flutter. As I struggled, I caught sight of the lipstick stain on his collar - a shade I'd never worn. The movement aggravated my scalds, sending sharp stabs of pain through my body until tears sprang to my eyes. "What's wrong, sweetheart? Are you hurt?" My tears seemed to spark genuine panic in Castro. When he pushed up my sleeve and saw the angry red scalds on my wrist, his voice trembled with concern. “God, when did this happen? Why didn't you tell me you were scalded?” He seemed to have completely forgotten about the incident at the party. I remained silent, unsure whether to remind him and shatter his façade of devotion. "Stop crying, darling. Let me get some medicine for that." He stroked my hair soothingly before standing to retrieve the first aid kit, muttering as he walked. "You're still such a child sometimes, aren't you? So sensitive to pain, so quick to tears. What would you do without me?" I stared numbly at the scalds on my wrist. Yes, what would I do without him after seven years of his "protection"? But Castro... I don't want you anymore. I don't want this false love anymore! I spent a restless night, tossing and turning, my skin clammy with fever sweat on the sheets. At dawn, Castro tried to coax me out of bed. When I mumbled protests and pushed him away, he leaned in with an amused smile to kiss me. For the first time in seven years, his kiss made me flinch. My hand instinctively rose to slap him but I caught myself. Thankfully, it was just a brief peck. "Awake yet, sleeping beauty?" he teased. I turned away, wiping my mouth with the back of my hand. "It's Saturday. Why can't you let me sleep?" His expression softened with concern. "You were running a fever last night. Come on, we need to get you to the hospital." Though I felt better, his insistence won out and I reluctantly got dressed. In the hospital corridor, we ran into Oriana. She was hobbling along alone, clearly having injured her ankle. Castro's gentle demeanor vanished instantly. His brow furrowed with worry as he rushed to her side, steadying her with his hands. "What happened to you?" Oriana gave him a warm smile, then glanced meaningfully at me. "Just twisted my ankle. What a coincidence seeing you both here." Castro tensed, throwing me a quick, guilty look. "Ah yes, my friend's sister wasn't feeling well. Brought her in to check her fever." I was long used to this charade. From the moment Castro decided to keep our relationship secret, he'd introduced me to all his friends as his best friend's sister who he'd promised to look after. Only his innermost circle knew the truth about us. "You're such a good guardian to the poor girl." Oriana nodded sympathetically. Well, don't let me keep you - my appointment's down that way." She gestured toward a clinic door further down the hall. When she started to hop again, Castro didn't hesitate. He swept her up into his arms bridal-style. "Let me take you there." he said eagerly, "Aveline, wait here for me, alright?" Watching them, something inside me crumbled. My fever seemed to return full force, leaving me weak and dizzy. I leaned against the cold hospital wall, not bothering to respond. The stark white corridor suddenly felt endless and empty, much like my future without him. Castro didn't wait for my response - he was already carrying Oriana toward the clinic, her arms wrapped around his neck. How telling. No matter how well he played his part, his true feelings always surfaced around Oriana, betraying everything he tried to hide. Yet he seemed completely oblivious to his own transparency. I let out a bitter laugh and headed to my own appointment. My suspicions were confirmed - my temperature was 106°F. The doctor explained that my untreated scalds, combined with emotional stress, had led to an infection. I needed immediate IV antibiotics. My finger hovered over Castro's number out of habit before I caught myself. Habits really are terrifying things, aren't they? With a self-deprecating smile, I handled everything alone - getting the prescription and finding the IV treatment room. After the treatment, I felt even worse, nearly collapsing as I tried to walk. However, Castro hadn't returned - not even a text or call. Reluctantly, I called him. "You're still at the hospital?" He sounded surprised. "I'm sorry, sweetheart. I was going to drop Oriana home quickly and come back, but her stomach condition flared up and..." But his explanation was cut short by a waitress's voice in the background: "Sir, your meals are served. Buon apetite!" Despite his rushed attempt to muffle the phone, I heard every word. "It's fine. I can handle on my own!" I said, as much to convince myself as him. Before I could hang up, he called out, "Aveline, go home first. I'll explain everything later." What was there to explain? Just another lie to add to his collection. I ended the call and ordered an Uber home. Castro didn't return that night. Unable to sleep through the New Year's fireworks outside, I worked on some jewelry designs for my clients on my iPad. Accidentally touching the messaging app icon, I saw Oriana's social media post from an hour ago - a stunning photo of fireworks lighting up the night sky, captioned: "After years of wandering, I've come home to you. The fireworks welcome me back, just as brilliant as your love. Worth every moment of waiting." I stared at the screen for a long moment before realizing I was logged into Castro's account on my iPad. I had no interest in reading their intimate messages. I logged out immediately, trying to ignore the hollow feeling in my heart. The next morning, feeling somewhat better, I arrived at the design firm right on time. Sarah, my creative director, held my resignation letter with mixed emotions when I told her about returning home for marriage. "First my best jewelry designer leaves for marriage," she sighed, shaking her head. "The studio won't be the same without you." Words failed me, so I hugged her instead, grateful for her mentorship over the years. News of my departure spread quickly through the office. My colleagues insisted on throwing me a farewell dinner. I suggested the Italian restaurant Castro and I frequented - partly because I didn't know many others, but mostly because their seafood risotto was exceptional. During dinner, I excused myself to the wash my hand, only to find Oriana touching up her makeup at the marble vanity. "What a coincidence!" She smiled warmly at my reflection. "You know, Castro first brought me here during our college days. We've had so many special moments in this place since then." I returned a polite smile and turned to leave, seeing no reason for small talk between us. But Oriana wasn't finished. She called after me, "I noticed something the other night - Castro always rinses the spicy sauce off your shrimp. Are you sensitive to spice too?" That single word - "too" - made me freeze. The truth was, I loved spicy food. But Castro always insisted on rinsing my shrimp, claiming spicy food wasn't ladylike. I'd believed he was being protective. Now I realized he was simply acting on habit. It’s Oriana, who couldn't handle spice. Seeing my silence, she tilted her head, studying my face with unsettling intensity. "You know, I've been meaning to say this since I first saw you... Don't you think we look remarkably similar?" I'd never felt more humiliated. Under her triumphant gaze, I fled the bathroom, the pieces finally falling into place - I hadn't been his love, I'd been her replacement. Back in the private dining room, my colleagues' warmth slowly thawed my frozen state. Just as I was beginning to push aside the unpleasant encounter, the door swung open. Castro stood in the doorway, his Armani suit slightly disheveled, his eyes scanning the crowded room before landing on me with laser focus. In that moment of eye contact, I saw barely contained rage in his expression, though I couldn't fathom why. "Aveline." His voice cut through the chatter like ice. "A word?" Following him into the marble-lined hallway, I was utterly unprepared for what happened next. His hand connected with my cheek in a sharp crack that echoed off the pristine walls. In seven years, he had never raised a hand to me. "How dare you push Oriana?" Meeting my shocked gaze, he showed no remorse - only fury. "You knew her ankle was injured. I told you I'd explain everything later - is this your way of getting revenge?" My cheek stung where he'd struck me. Oriana limped toward us from down the hallway. Her designer blouse was rumpled and stained with water. Before I could defend myself, she collapsed dramatically to the floor. Castro shoved past me, rushing to gather her in his arms. "Why did you follow us? I told you I'd bring her to apologize," he said to Oriana, his harsh words belied by his tender tone. Oriana shook her head, tears glistening. "It's nothing serious. She probably didn't mean it. Don't be so hard on her." "If William finds out you struck his sister..." she added softly. At the mention of my brother, something flickered in Castro's eyes. But looking at Oriana, his resolve hardened. "William trusted me with her care," he said firmly. "If she needs correction, that's my responsibility." I let out a bitter laugh. "What exactly did I do? Even criminals get due process. You're denouncing and striking me without any evidence - doesn't that seem unjust to you?" Castro's fists clenched as he glared at me. "You knew there were no cameras in the restroom. That's why you chose to attack her there." The absurdity of it all made me want to laugh and cry simultaneously. "If there were no cameras, how can you be so sure it was me?" "Because Oriana wouldn't lie!" He took a step toward me, his cologne - the one she'd given him years ago, I now realized - overwhelming. "What possible reason would she have? I've known her for years. She's not capable of that kind of deception." I met his gaze, unflinching. "So I must be the liar then?" Seven years together. I'd thought that would mean something - that Castro would at least trust my character. But in Oriana's presence, those seven years might as well have been seven minutes. “Her word alone was enough to convict me. One accusation, and I was guilty beyond redemption.” The favoritism was unmistakable, his blind devotion to her undeniable. And me? I was just the understudy who'd forgotten her place. There was no point in arguing further. Ignoring Castro's angry calls, I walked away, my cheek still stinging from his slap. Not wanting to cast a shadow over my colleagues' celebration, I quietly settled the bill and texted them: "Something came up. Please enjoy the rest of the evening - dinner's on me." Back home, I found myself really seeing our apartment for the first time in seven years. Every corner held memories: the window seat where we'd shared Sunday morning coffee, the kitchen island where he'd taught me to make his grandmother's tiramisu. What once felt magical now felt poisonous, each memory a thorn in my heart. I found a moving box and spent the night methodically erasing our relationship: the matching "Beauty and Beast" slippers, the "his and hers" coffee mugs that fit together, and a whole collection of professional couple photographs - holiday cards, vacation shots, carefully staged moments of perfect happiness. These had been my security blanket, my proof that what we had was real. Now they were just artifacts of an elaborate performance. Castro didn't come home for two weeks. Between finishing my last jewelry designs,, I systematically emptied the apartment. I sold or donated every piece of furniture I'd chosen, every decorative touch I'd added. The space returned to its original state: stark minimalist, black and white, emptiness echoing off the walls. The night before my departure, I tried calling him one last time. Each attempt met with immediate rejection. 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