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No 2024-11-05 17:01 active 1726 0 Finding a Soulmate on the Journey! MESSAGE_PAGE Kelly Tate https://www.facebook.com/61568149976054/ 0 0 0 1969-12-31 18:00 0 0 0 0 0 0 Send Message 0 CAROUSEL 1969-12-31 18:00 https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/465411674_842969711242706_234139304367018593_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=101&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=ITujxabaexcQ7kNvgH3b-65&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=AS4oUSojoqm3gpvokRSpU7B&oh=00_AYDzQtHPhvLYqyKLkoBifmaePKbeFuKOh-4MhJUKAyXyUA&oe=6730803F PERSON_PROFILE 0 0 0 Kelly Tate 0 0 1969-12-31 18:00 View Edit
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No 2024-11-05 17:01 active 1726 0 The Joy of Travel Begins with Meeting! MESSAGE_PAGE Kelly Tate https://www.facebook.com/61568149976054/ 0 0 0 1969-12-31 18:00 0 0 0 0 0 0 Send Message 0 CAROUSEL 1969-12-31 18:00 https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/465549541_1061253198830563_8690169245276407267_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=100&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=9dWFtoq4jpIQ7kNvgF8Spbk&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=AS4oUSojoqm3gpvokRSpU7B&oh=00_AYClIwQm74d5QgVN6Mcu-S8YtFTPrko9Qn2D7oSnBJ5vVg&oe=6730761E PERSON_PROFILE 0 0 0 Kelly Tate 0 0 1969-12-31 18:00 View Edit
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No 2024-11-05 17:01 active 1726 0 Call now to schedule your tour📲704-607-6403 🎉Price Improvement🎉 Call now to schedule your tour📲704-607-6403 #WodzinskiHomes #KWUnified LEARN_MORE http://fb.me/ Wodzinski Homes https://www.facebook.com/kellerwilliamsmooresville/ 701 0 0 1969-12-31 18:00 0 0 0 0 0 0 Learn more 0 fb.me IMAGE http://fb.me/ 1969-12-31 18:00 https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/465668783_472468605841026_8152193340347288343_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=108&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=KvLmjBrZvEwQ7kNvgFa8M6a&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=AS4oUSojoqm3gpvokRSpU7B&oh=00_AYBGJ_zxQ1tKn1On-mQ07fmTHifAkRhZ60O31Iw3wkYa0g&oe=67305669 PERSON_PROFILE 0 0 0 Wodzinski Homes 0 0 1969-12-31 18:00 View Edit
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No 2024-11-05 17:01 active 1726 0 2 Online Auctions this week! Leeseberg/Kelly Estates - Independence Bid and buy at your price! Something for everyone. 1 time opportunity to get great local deals! Register and bid now: www.biddinghereonline.com Preview/Inspections Thursday Noon - 6:30 Other details online. CALL_NOW Midwest Auctions https://www.facebook.com/midwestauctionsks/ 2,438 0 0 1969-12-31 18:00 0 0 0 0 0 0 Call now 0 MULTI_IMAGES 1969-12-31 18:00 https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/465674311_362802753525688_9038197551763373339_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=107&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=UnhURfR3slAQ7kNvgE70RQA&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=AS4oUSojoqm3gpvokRSpU7B&oh=00_AYC5a9cxVt76BuNUWcZ6EZTg8gJ8w0R89aKN_EpQkEeUSA&oe=67305F39 PERSON_PROFILE 0 0 0 Midwest Auctions 0 0 1969-12-31 18:00 View Edit
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Yes 2024-11-05 17:01 active 1726 0 Savannah, Ga♦️ Get ready for the hottest Valentines ❤️day concert ! We have a stacked lineup for you! Get your tickets now at Ticketmaster. #yungflyent #yungflyentertainment SHOP_NOW https://www.ticketmaster.com/ladies-rb-kickback-co YungFly Entertainment https://www.facebook.com/100069168113422/ 38,416 0 0 1969-12-31 18:00 0 0 0 0 0 0 Shop now 0 www.ticketmaster.com VIDEO https://www.ticketmaster.com/ladies-rb-kickback-concert-part-3-savannah-georgia-02-15-2025/event/0E0061599093181D 1969-12-31 18:00 https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/465456267_580692671140498_7835204887750139637_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=109&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=bA3KxSH7mqkQ7kNvgGifCZh&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=Ajy_dzuFrIOfLgYU-Oy-nrs&oh=00_AYB4SNoJUmHvwI_BcaPNpOZh_uWL_geG25ZeSOnF4u9M3Q&oe=673066F9 PERSON_PROFILE 0 0 0 YungFly Entertainment 0 0 1969-12-31 18:00 View Edit
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Yes 2024-11-05 17:01 active 1726 0 Dermatologist Reveals Top 5 Face Serums As a dermatologist, I've tested dozens of serums. Here are 5 top serums that actually work. #sponsored LEARN_MORE https://try.inblair.com/rejuvenate/lp1 Dr. Kelly Wis https://www.facebook.com/100078721874784/ 46 0 0 1969-12-31 18:00 0 0 0 0 0 0 Learn More 0 try.inblair.com DCO {{product.description}} https://try.inblair.com/rejuvenate/lp1 1969-12-31 18:00 https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/430862816_925886695694541_8902211343281005313_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=101&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=hIhgXk6I5X0Q7kNvgEbvTmd&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=Ajy_dzuFrIOfLgYU-Oy-nrs&oh=00_AYBqxnjuvIcNRrBHcAl3X-eW-qB39xHfqigkOT25qTID1Q&oe=67305EB7 PERSON_PROFILE 0 0 0 Dr. Kelly Wis 0 0 1969-12-31 18:00 View Edit
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No 2024-11-05 17:01 active 1726 0 Dermatologist Reveals Top 5 Face Serums As a dermatologist, I've tested dozens of serums. Here are 5 top serums that actually work. #sponsored LEARN_MORE https://try.inblair.com/rejuvenate/lp1 Dr. Kelly Wis https://www.facebook.com/100078721874784/ 46 0 0 1969-12-31 18:00 0 0 0 0 0 0 Learn more 0 try.inblair.com IMAGE Hello! Please note that this post is sponsored by inBlair. However, this was my honest comparison having used these products. Thanks for visiting! https://try.inblair.com/rejuvenate/lp1 1969-12-31 18:00 https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/410459745_1334481107430614_6172822559857159332_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=105&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=YRNJAci77HQQ7kNvgHX5hVI&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=Ajy_dzuFrIOfLgYU-Oy-nrs&oh=00_AYAODC-CLrdOwqSLTV_mo28Ss0jTG0KU0n7MboCr8Z-8Ag&oe=67308CEB PERSON_PROFILE 0 0 0 Dr. Kelly Wis 0 0 1969-12-31 18:00 View Edit
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No 2024-11-05 17:01 active 1726 0 Dermatologist Reveals Top 5 Face Serums As a dermatologist, I've tested dozens of serums. Here are 5 top serums that actually work. #sponsored LEARN_MORE https://try.inblair.com/rejuvenate/lp1 Dr. Kelly Wis https://www.facebook.com/100078721874784/ 46 0 0 1969-12-31 18:00 0 0 0 0 0 0 Learn more 0 try.inblair.com IMAGE Hello! Please note that this post is sponsored by Inblair. However, this was my honest comparison having used these products. Thanks for visiting! https://try.inblair.com/rejuvenate/lp1 1969-12-31 18:00 https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/428636877_385280910909462_341258248450884272_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=105&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=2fWZxbGbZi4Q7kNvgEzn1Mz&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=Ajy_dzuFrIOfLgYU-Oy-nrs&oh=00_AYBLCzsBqijQo9CVu0AYJGWY76Gg0WLi53XkJlPTNb7tbw&oe=67307D8B PERSON_PROFILE 0 0 0 Dr. Kelly Wis 0 0 1969-12-31 18:00 View Edit
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No 2024-11-05 17:01 active 1726 0 🔥 ¡Aprende ahora! ¡Aprende la MEJOR técnica de masaje íntimo de América con el ÚNICO curso que ofrece video lecciones prácticas con modelos reales! Haz clic en el botón 'Saber más' AHORA, ¡las inscripciones se están cerrando rápidamente! LEARN_MORE https://joy-teaches.store/qsd-low Joyce Kelly https://www.facebook.com/61566262763552/ 7 0 0 1969-12-31 18:00 0 0 0 0 0 0 Learn more 0 joy-teaches.store VIDEO ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐ (9.9/10) https://joy-teaches.store/qsd-low 1969-12-31 18:00 https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/465756942_876480807971795_277798268238190311_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=109&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=b4VmNJhCjCoQ7kNvgGqzmeh&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=Ajy_dzuFrIOfLgYU-Oy-nrs&oh=00_AYCdnad4c4kf8wMw_jhlqcx8SmAHLFEJUYwPB6KbjPSQzA&oe=673074B7 PERSON_PROFILE 0 0 0 Joyce Kelly 0 0 1969-12-31 18:00 View Edit
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No 2024-11-05 17:01 active 1726 0 🪒 Face shaving, lip hydration hack, skincare, and a new mascara review. 👀 SHOP_NOW https://fancii.com/products/leah-dermaplaner?afmc= Natural Beauty by Melissa Rae https://www.facebook.com/naturalbeautybymelissarae/ 74,203 0 0 1969-12-31 18:00 0 0 0 0 0 0 Shop now 0 fancii.com VIDEO https://fancii.com/products/leah-dermaplaner?afmc=2oh 1969-12-31 18:00 https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/465733516_1619474195641593_7859269200749730568_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=105&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=FrCutmoF1tgQ7kNvgEkW6kP&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=Ajy_dzuFrIOfLgYU-Oy-nrs&oh=00_AYCeA6Nh9BZF6eXA7NmdC_fF-E4sH5Wzg4nED8la_kB68A&oe=67305A65 PERSON_PROFILE 0 0 0 Natural Beauty by Melissa Rae 0 0 1969-12-31 18:00 View Edit
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No 2024-11-05 17:01 active 1726 0 HOCKEY OMEGAVERSE! IN KU! I see a figure pacing back and forth in front of one of the U-shaped sofas. “Hey, are you okay?” I ask softly. When he turns, I recognize Porter Hanson, right wing for the Heat, and one of the men who nearly had me swallowing my tongue earlier. His minty chocolate scent has lost its sweetness. It’s now tinged with a slightly burnt edge that has flooded the space, making my senses go a little crazy. His dark blond hair is mussed as if he’s run his hands through it repeatedly. His tie and tuxedo jacket are laid out on the bench behind him, with half the buttons on the white dress shirt he’s wearing unbuttoned. When his eyes meet mine, they’re wide and glassy. 𝑆𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑖𝑠 𝑤𝑟𝑜𝑛𝑔. His hand runs down the back of his neck as he swallows roughly. “W-west. Hey. I’m fine. Just had to…uh…take a minute. Too many people, ya know?” His rushed explanation might have made sense if I hadn’t seen the man thirty minutes ago, surrounded by his teammates, looking like he just stepped off the cover of a magazine. Right now, he looks like he’s coming off a bender. “Hanson, you don’t look so hot. Do you need me to get someone? Maybe the doc? I’m pretty sure I saw him—” “No!” He grimaces, then collects himself and exhales harshly. “I mean…no, thank you. I’m okay, really.” Stepping further into the alcove, I see sweat beading along his forehead and his chest rising and falling rapidly. If I didn’t know any better, I’d think he looks and smells like an Omega with a heat on the horizon, but that’s silly. Hanson is a Beta. 𝑈𝑛𝑙𝑒𝑠𝑠… 𝑁𝑜. 𝑇ℎ𝑎𝑡’𝑠 𝑖𝑚𝑝𝑜𝑠𝑠𝑖𝑏𝑙𝑒. If I remember correctly, he’s already in his late twenties. Omegas usually present in their mid-to-late teens. Sure, there are exceptions, but none that would be quite as shocking as this. I take another step closer, but he backs himself up against the bench, trying to stay as far away from me as possible. I’d think it was Barrett’s hands-off talk doing its job if he didn’t look seconds away from passing out. “Hanson, you’re a Beta, 𝑟𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡?” His fists clench at his sides as he nods. “Yup. Beta through and through. For twenty-eight years. Never been anything else.” He’s rambling now, that terrified look making his big hazel eyes appear even larger. Closing the distance between us, his scent hits me even harder. It’s way too strong to be a Beta, which means he’s hiding something. When I look up at his face, he’s studiously avoiding my stare, and that’s when another possibility hits me. “It’s okay. You can talk to me,” I cajole. “Did your blockers wear off? Is that what happened?” His shoulders slump as he shakes his head. “No. I’ve never taken blockers.” 𝐼𝑓 ℎ𝑒’𝑠 𝑛𝑜𝑡 𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑜𝑓𝑓 𝑏𝑙𝑜𝑐𝑘𝑒𝑟𝑠, 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑚𝑒𝑎𝑛𝑠 ℎ𝑒 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑙𝑙𝑦 𝑖𝑠… 𝐻𝑜𝑙𝑦 𝑐𝑟𝑎𝑝. 𝐴 𝑡𝑤𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑦-𝑒𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡 𝑦𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑠 𝑜𝑙𝑑, 𝑓𝑖𝑟𝑠𝑡-𝑡𝑖𝑚𝑒 𝑂𝑚𝑒𝑔𝑎. 𝑇𝑎𝑙𝑘 𝑎𝑏𝑜𝑢𝑡 𝑎 𝑓𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑠ℎ𝑜𝑐𝑘 𝑡𝑜 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑦𝑠𝑡𝑒𝑚. “Did your designation just come in?” I ask in a shocked whisper. His eyes meet mine, then he nods, a broken sob escaping. “What the heck am I going to do?” “Oh, Porter.” I step into him—this man I barely know—and wrap my arms around his waist. His body sags into mine as he pulls me into his chest, holding on tightly. “It’s going to be okay.” He chuckles, but the sound is not at all light or playful. It’s self-deprecating. “Frick. I can see it now. Co-captain of the Phoenix Heat presents as an Omega. It’s going to turn into a fucking media circus. My career is over.” 🏒 𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐒 𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐒𝐀𝐘𝐈𝐍𝐆 🏒 "...this omegaverse was perfectly flavoured but not overwhelmed with [hockey] lingo. OH MY GOSH the two heats were spiiiiicy and man, I wish there was more Ziggy! I liked all the characters and the flow of the plot - a little Hallmarky? But in that satisfying way that is so, so addicting." — Amazon Reviewer Beccaroo "I can say it now…this is one of my all time favorite omegaverse books! It has everything I love in a book, such as, grumpy sunshine, enemies to lovers, hockey, why choose, age gap, friends to lovers, found family and so much more!" — Amazon Reviewer Trish P. "Wow!! This book was the best RH I have ever read hands down!! I was fooled by the cover but you will have to read this book to understand what I mean but HOLY HOTTTTNESS!!" — Amazon Reviewer Outspoken LEARN_MORE https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0CDNJN75S?maas=maas_adg Sinclair Kelly Author https://www.facebook.com/authorsinclairkelly/ 1,516 0 0 1969-12-31 18:00 0 0 0 0 0 0 Learn More 0 amazon.com DCO https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0CDNJN75S?maas=maas_adg_71036B0D94834BA295F6DF53F2C271BA_afap_abs&ref_=aa_maas&tag=maas 1969-12-31 18:00 https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/465600488_1110261410535547_1678890406486280845_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=103&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=Gj4zld0lqvYQ7kNvgGoZez7&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=AS4oUSojoqm3gpvokRSpU7B&oh=00_AYCsotVYPa5Q70RTs6YzOprOEB5o5fvw4mqAic8owjZ94A&oe=6730796D PERSON_PROFILE 0 0 0 Sinclair Kelly Author 0 0 1969-12-31 18:00 View Edit
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Yes 2024-11-05 17:00 active 1726 0 FREE LUNCH & LEARN EVENT Join us for a casual and informative way to learn about the options and benefits of planning burial, cremation and funeral services in advance. Lunch will be provided. BOOK_TRAVEL https://www.randallroberts.com/lunch-and-learn Randall & Roberts Funeral Homes https://www.facebook.com/randallandroberts/ 788 0 0 1969-12-31 18:00 0 0 0 0 0 0 Book now 0 randallroberts.com IMAGE Lunch & Learn https://www.randallroberts.com/lunch-and-learn 1969-12-31 18:00 https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/465726153_1355874528883208_3871638353484248163_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=108&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=aXK80dKdmnQQ7kNvgH9pfy0&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=AS4oUSojoqm3gpvokRSpU7B&oh=00_AYD-1ZAGC7krvRblzZNTu0bT67h8FdNgc7RDriIaTK8xXQ&oe=67307005 PERSON_PROFILE 0 0 0 Randall & Roberts Funeral Homes 0 0 1969-12-31 18:00 View Edit
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Yes 2024-11-05 17:00 active 1726 0 Check out our lineup. Tackle the trails. SHOP_NOW https://www.toyota.com/inlandnorthwest/deals-incen Drive Toyota NW https://www.facebook.com/DriveToyotaNW/ 3,918 0 0 1969-12-31 18:00 0 0 0 0 0 0 Shop Now 0 Toyota.com CAROUSEL Tackle the trails. https://www.toyota.com/inlandnorthwest/deals-incentives/?vehicles=rav4hybrid&siteid=tda_psm_inw_facebook 1969-12-31 18:00 https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/465650771_1256313682170527_26418718882420227_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=105&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=cQh4gFO2EGIQ7kNvgEI4O3v&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=AkgExaQ5PuZtUT1BTP178wp&oh=00_AYDrXnMRYDj-Dl7ffoNZnRXhN6ho9X79ZjBFi8LAfA9J-g&oe=673056B5 PERSON_PROFILE 0 0 0 Drive Toyota NW 0 0 1969-12-31 18:00 View Edit
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No 2024-11-05 17:01 active 1726 0 Click to Next Chapter 👉👉😍 My husband and his mistress forgot to engage the parking brake while being intimate in the car, and both of them ended up in the lake. The woman is already dead, while my husband still clings to life. Tearfully, I told the doctor there was no need to keep trying to save him since he hadn’t left me a single cent. Then, without hesitation, I pulled out his oxygen tube and sent him off to the crematorium. Goodbye, my dear husband! The three greatest joys in life: a dead husband, a sudden financial gain, and a casket all set to go. I had them all! I knew my happy life was beginning! There's a saying, "Illicit affairs always lead to death." Karma, huh? The police showed me the photos from the scene, and honestly, they were hard to look at. Neither of them had a stitch of clothing left on. Gianna's hands were even tied with a belt. She also had something stuffed in her mouth, so I asked the officer, "What is that?" The officer, looking embarrassed, scratched his head. "It's a pair of red women's underwear." Tsk tsk. A toad trying to be a frog, eyesore but kinky. How scandalous! I looked at Waylon, still in the ICU, and shook my head. Then, I glanced at Gianna, already dead and swollen from all the water she'd swallowed. Waylon used to complain about me all the time, calling me a "washed-up old lady" while he praised Gianna's soft, delicate skin. Well, now she's puffed up like a balloon. Guess she's soft, alright. Squeeze her, and a whole lot of water would come out. One's dead, the other's comatose. The doctor was explaining the treatment options, but I cut him off. "Doc, I know you've done your best. It's not your fault he's dead." "No need to keep treating Waylon. Pull the plug. We're broke." The doctor looked confused, as if he couldn't believe what he was hearing. "But Ms. Kelly, we could still try to save him..." I sighed and gave him my best bitter smile. "Doc, take a look at my bank account. There's not a single penny in there." "I'm not being heartless. It's just that he spent all our money on his mistress and didn't leave a dime for me or our daughter." "Gianna's dead, and Waylon's in a coma, so there's no one left to tell me the bank passwords. I have no way to get the money to save him." The doctor saw the tears and snot streaming down my face and gave me a look of pity. But I wasn't lying. Waylon, that scumbag, had transferred all our cash and property into Gianna's name to force me to leave the marriage empty-handed. He probably would've handed me and our daughter over to Gianna, too, if he could! There's a saying, "Always leave a way out, so you can meet again in the future." Too bad, Waylon. You're not going to see anything ever again. Since I couldn't pay for the hospital fees, the doctor contacted Waylon's mom, Nova Powell, back in the countryside. Nova, without hesitation, wired over 300,000 dollars. Well, well, turns out I'm the only one in the family who's broke! Then Nova screamed at me over the phone, calling me a curse that ruined her son's life. "If anything happens to my boy, I swear I'll skin you alive!" she shouted before slamming the phone down. Oh, right. I forgot Waylon's not dead yet! Better to act now before things get worse. It's just like the old saying goes. That night, I sent my daughter Zoe to stay with a friend for a while and borrowed some money from her. I hired the best lawyer in town. Ivy Ross said, "If you have solid evidence of an affair during the marriage, the court can rule that the guilty party gets little to no property." I asked, "So, if he's dead, would it be easier to recover everything he gave to the mistress?" Ivy looked shocked but nodded. "Yes, in the case of a spouse's death, that's possible." Satisfied, I rushed to the hospital. Nova was probably on her way, but it would take at least five hours by train from the village. I had to take care of Waylon before she got here. After Nova paid the 300,000 for hospital fees, the hospital had pulled out all the stops to keep Waylon alive. But he was barely hanging on, and could die any minute. Just like now, as I pressed down on his oxygen tube. Goodbye, my dear dead husband! The earlier a husband dies, the better life gets. Soon, I'd be a happy widow. He was gone by noon, and the ashes were ready by the afternoon. After collecting the ashes and heading home, I got a call from Ivy saying the evidence I provided was all set, and we could start preparing to reclaim the property from Gianna. I was so excited I threw the urn aside and jumped onto the bed to roll around. The three greatest joys in life: a dead husband, a financial windfall, and a casket ready to go. I had them all! The $38 plastic urn was surprisingly sturdy. It rolled across the floor and only stopped when it hit the table leg. Just yesterday, in this very spot, Waylon had beaten me because I hadn't made Gianna the seafood dinner she wanted. He'd grabbed my head and slammed it into the corner of the table over and over until I was covered in welts. Meanwhile, Gianna was sitting in a chair scrolling through her phone, pouting, "Oh Waylon, look at all that blood. You're scaring me." She even clutched her ch//est for dramatic effect. Waylon gave her a sleazy grin and said, "Haha, babe, I've got scarier things for you. Let's go somewhere private, and I'll show you." She giggled, "Oh stop, you're so bad. Your wife's right here." Well, it sure was scary. Even a seasoned driver can forget to pull the handbrake and end up in a lake. That Waylon couldn't even die without causing trouble. The lake he drove into was a private fish pond in the neighboring village. He killed 500 fish when his car went in, and I had to pay 5,000 dollars in compensation. Ugh, the more I thought about it, the angrier I got. I grabbed the urn and smashed it hard onto the floor. It made a dull thud, but that cheap plastic urn was surprisingly tough, not even a crack. Waylon was lucky. Even in death, he got a decent place to rest! When our old house was being demolished, Waylon wanted more money from the government, so he took our daughter to stay in that run-down old place. The compensation they offered was already generous, but Waylon thought it wasn't enough. He forced our daughter to live in the house to stop the demolition. Since we were the only ones left in the area, with no water or electricity, Zoe passed out from heatstroke. If the construction team hadn't found her in time, she might not have made it. By the time I rushed home, Waylon wasn't even staying at the old place. He was in our air-conditioned bedroom, in bed with Gianna. Now that Waylon was dead, I could happily move forward with the government deal. I took my ID and other documents and handled all the paperwork in one go. The old house was demolished smoothly, and the compensation money would be transferred directly to my account. All I had to do was wait for the payment. The government workers and the construction crew, who had been dealing with Waylon's stubbornness for so long, were relieved to see me agree to the demolition so easily. They shook my hand, saying, "Thank you, Ms. Kelly, for supporting the government's work." They even insisted on giving me two gallons of cooking oil and ten pounds of eggs as a token of appreciation. I responded cheerfully, "It's our duty as citizens to support the government." See? Since Waylon died, everyone's been so nice to me. I happily headed home with my cooking oil and eggs. I checked the time. It wouldn't be long before Nova arrived to stir up more trouble. I'd better rest up. I had been running around nonstop for days without a proper break, and soon I drifted off to sleep. Not long after, at around 3 p.m., Nova was banging on my door, yelling, "Gianna! Get out here! I know you're in there! You cursed my son and now he's dead, and you're here sleeping peacefully!" Still groggy, I got up, listening as Nova ranted and raved, her insults flying at me and my whole family. Peeking out the window, I noticed she wasn't alone. She'd brought along a chubby boy who looked about ten years old. Judging by his size, he was around 4 feet 5 inches and close to 200 pounds. He looked like a walking barrel. In my rural hometown, we'd call him a "big ol' tub." I couldn't help but wonder. Was this Waylon and Gianna's illegitimate son? He was even older than Zoe! But looking at the kid's face, it wasn't that he didn't resemble Waylon. It was more like there was absolutely no resemblance whatsoever. Aside from being male, there was no way you could say he looked anything like Waylon. It was hard to say if he was even Waylon's kid. Nova's shouting had attracted a crowd of nosy neighbors, and even some folks from the upper floors were craning their necks to watch the scene. Seeing the attention she was getting, Nova plopped down in front of my door and started wailing. "Oh, how did my life get this miserable? I worked so hard raising my son, only for him to be cursed by this witch! Now he's lying in the hospital, and I don't know if he'll live or die." "This wretched woman won't even take care of her own husband, just lying in her bed like nothing happened!" "What a tragedy! If something happens to my boy, I'll hang myself right here!" Nova's cries were loud enough to shake the heavens and wake the dead, but her accusations were pure nonsense. She claimed I'd cheated on Waylon with another man and was now trying to steal Waylon's property. What a joke. She didn't even bother to make her lies sound convincing. I glanced down at the urn containing Waylon's ashes and gave it a little kick. "Why aren't you getting up to defend your mother?" I hadn't had a peaceful day since marrying Waylon. After Zoe was born, things only got worse. Waylon's verbal and physical abuse became a regular occurrence. Nova wasn't any better, always chiming in with, "The Jenkins family's had sons for three generations, and you're going to be the one to break that tradition?" She'd even pinch Zoe when I wasn't around, leaving bruises all over her delicate skin. One time, Zoe accidentally broke a bottle of Waylon's whiskey, and he slapped her so hard her face was swollen for three days. Nova, of course, stood by his side, egging him on, "That useless little brat's just like her worthless mother! You're right to hit her, son!" Book ID: 【5025】 Book Title: His anniversary of Death, My New Life LEARN_MORE https://image.noveltells.net/landing-page/h5-668.h FavoRead https://www.facebook.com/100083109648305/ 936 0 0 1969-12-31 18:00 0 0 0 0 0 0 Learn more 0 image.noveltells.net IMAGE My husband was upset that I couldn't give him a son, so he'd been abusing me for a long time. That day, because I added cilantro to a dish, and he beat me up again. He hates cilantro. 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No 2024-11-05 17:01 active 1726 0 Click to Next Chapter 👉👉😍 My husband and his mistress forgot to engage the parking brake while being intimate in the car, and both of them ended up in the lake. The woman is already dead, while my husband still clings to life. Tearfully, I told the doctor there was no need to keep trying to save him since he hadn’t left me a single cent. Then, without hesitation, I pulled out his oxygen tube and sent him off to the crematorium. Goodbye, my dear husband! The three greatest joys in life: a dead husband, a sudden financial gain, and a casket all set to go. I had them all! I knew my happy life was beginning! There's a saying, "Illicit affairs always lead to death." Karma, huh? The police showed me the photos from the scene, and honestly, they were hard to look at. Neither of them had a stitch of clothing left on. Gianna's hands were even tied with a belt. She also had something stuffed in her mouth, so I asked the officer, "What is that?" The officer, looking embarrassed, scratched his head. "It's a pair of red women's underwear." Tsk tsk. A toad trying to be a frog, eyesore but kinky. How scandalous! I looked at Waylon, still in the ICU, and shook my head. Then, I glanced at Gianna, already dead and swollen from all the water she'd swallowed. Waylon used to complain about me all the time, calling me a "washed-up old lady" while he praised Gianna's soft, delicate skin. Well, now she's puffed up like a balloon. Guess she's soft, alright. Squeeze her, and a whole lot of water would come out. One's dead, the other's comatose. The doctor was explaining the treatment options, but I cut him off. "Doc, I know you've done your best. It's not your fault he's dead." "No need to keep treating Waylon. Pull the plug. We're broke." The doctor looked confused, as if he couldn't believe what he was hearing. "But Ms. Kelly, we could still try to save him..." I sighed and gave him my best bitter smile. "Doc, take a look at my bank account. There's not a single penny in there." "I'm not being heartless. It's just that he spent all our money on his mistress and didn't leave a dime for me or our daughter." "Gianna's dead, and Waylon's in a coma, so there's no one left to tell me the bank passwords. I have no way to get the money to save him." The doctor saw the tears and snot streaming down my face and gave me a look of pity. But I wasn't lying. Waylon, that scumbag, had transferred all our cash and property into Gianna's name to force me to leave the marriage empty-handed. He probably would've handed me and our daughter over to Gianna, too, if he could! There's a saying, "Always leave a way out, so you can meet again in the future." Too bad, Waylon. You're not going to see anything ever again. Since I couldn't pay for the hospital fees, the doctor contacted Waylon's mom, Nova Powell, back in the countryside. Nova, without hesitation, wired over 300,000 dollars. Well, well, turns out I'm the only one in the family who's broke! Then Nova screamed at me over the phone, calling me a curse that ruined her son's life. "If anything happens to my boy, I swear I'll skin you alive!" she shouted before slamming the phone down. Oh, right. I forgot Waylon's not dead yet! Better to act now before things get worse. It's just like the old saying goes. That night, I sent my daughter Zoe to stay with a friend for a while and borrowed some money from her. I hired the best lawyer in town. Ivy Ross said, "If you have solid evidence of an affair during the marriage, the court can rule that the guilty party gets little to no property." I asked, "So, if he's dead, would it be easier to recover everything he gave to the mistress?" Ivy looked shocked but nodded. "Yes, in the case of a spouse's death, that's possible." Satisfied, I rushed to the hospital. Nova was probably on her way, but it would take at least five hours by train from the village. I had to take care of Waylon before she got here. After Nova paid the 300,000 for hospital fees, the hospital had pulled out all the stops to keep Waylon alive. But he was barely hanging on, and could die any minute. Just like now, as I pressed down on his oxygen tube. Goodbye, my dear dead husband! The earlier a husband dies, the better life gets. Soon, I'd be a happy widow. He was gone by noon, and the ashes were ready by the afternoon. After collecting the ashes and heading home, I got a call from Ivy saying the evidence I provided was all set, and we could start preparing to reclaim the property from Gianna. I was so excited I threw the urn aside and jumped onto the bed to roll around. The three greatest joys in life: a dead husband, a financial windfall, and a casket ready to go. I had them all! The $38 plastic urn was surprisingly sturdy. It rolled across the floor and only stopped when it hit the table leg. Just yesterday, in this very spot, Waylon had beaten me because I hadn't made Gianna the seafood dinner she wanted. He'd grabbed my head and slammed it into the corner of the table over and over until I was covered in welts. Meanwhile, Gianna was sitting in a chair scrolling through her phone, pouting, "Oh Waylon, look at all that blood. You're scaring me." She even clutched her ch//est for dramatic effect. Waylon gave her a sleazy grin and said, "Haha, babe, I've got scarier things for you. Let's go somewhere private, and I'll show you." She giggled, "Oh stop, you're so bad. Your wife's right here." Well, it sure was scary. Even a seasoned driver can forget to pull the handbrake and end up in a lake. That Waylon couldn't even die without causing trouble. The lake he drove into was a private fish pond in the neighboring village. He killed 500 fish when his car went in, and I had to pay 5,000 dollars in compensation. Ugh, the more I thought about it, the angrier I got. I grabbed the urn and smashed it hard onto the floor. It made a dull thud, but that cheap plastic urn was surprisingly tough, not even a crack. Waylon was lucky. Even in death, he got a decent place to rest! When our old house was being demolished, Waylon wanted more money from the government, so he took our daughter to stay in that run-down old place. The compensation they offered was already generous, but Waylon thought it wasn't enough. He forced our daughter to live in the house to stop the demolition. Since we were the only ones left in the area, with no water or electricity, Zoe passed out from heatstroke. If the construction team hadn't found her in time, she might not have made it. By the time I rushed home, Waylon wasn't even staying at the old place. He was in our air-conditioned bedroom, in bed with Gianna. Now that Waylon was dead, I could happily move forward with the government deal. I took my ID and other documents and handled all the paperwork in one go. The old house was demolished smoothly, and the compensation money would be transferred directly to my account. All I had to do was wait for the payment. The government workers and the construction crew, who had been dealing with Waylon's stubbornness for so long, were relieved to see me agree to the demolition so easily. They shook my hand, saying, "Thank you, Ms. Kelly, for supporting the government's work." They even insisted on giving me two gallons of cooking oil and ten pounds of eggs as a token of appreciation. I responded cheerfully, "It's our duty as citizens to support the government." See? Since Waylon died, everyone's been so nice to me. I happily headed home with my cooking oil and eggs. I checked the time. It wouldn't be long before Nova arrived to stir up more trouble. I'd better rest up. I had been running around nonstop for days without a proper break, and soon I drifted off to sleep. Not long after, at around 3 p.m., Nova was banging on my door, yelling, "Gianna! Get out here! I know you're in there! You cursed my son and now he's dead, and you're here sleeping peacefully!" Still groggy, I got up, listening as Nova ranted and raved, her insults flying at me and my whole family. Peeking out the window, I noticed she wasn't alone. She'd brought along a chubby boy who looked about ten years old. Judging by his size, he was around 4 feet 5 inches and close to 200 pounds. He looked like a walking barrel. In my rural hometown, we'd call him a "big ol' tub." I couldn't help but wonder. Was this Waylon and Gianna's illegitimate son? He was even older than Zoe! But looking at the kid's face, it wasn't that he didn't resemble Waylon. It was more like there was absolutely no resemblance whatsoever. Aside from being male, there was no way you could say he looked anything like Waylon. It was hard to say if he was even Waylon's kid. Nova's shouting had attracted a crowd of nosy neighbors, and even some folks from the upper floors were craning their necks to watch the scene. Seeing the attention she was getting, Nova plopped down in front of my door and started wailing. "Oh, how did my life get this miserable? I worked so hard raising my son, only for him to be cursed by this witch! Now he's lying in the hospital, and I don't know if he'll live or die." "This wretched woman won't even take care of her own husband, just lying in her bed like nothing happened!" "What a tragedy! If something happens to my boy, I'll hang myself right here!" Nova's cries were loud enough to shake the heavens and wake the dead, but her accusations were pure nonsense. She claimed I'd cheated on Waylon with another man and was now trying to steal Waylon's property. What a joke. She didn't even bother to make her lies sound convincing. I glanced down at the urn containing Waylon's ashes and gave it a little kick. "Why aren't you getting up to defend your mother?" I hadn't had a peaceful day since marrying Waylon. After Zoe was born, things only got worse. Waylon's verbal and physical abuse became a regular occurrence. Nova wasn't any better, always chiming in with, "The Jenkins family's had sons for three generations, and you're going to be the one to break that tradition?" She'd even pinch Zoe when I wasn't around, leaving bruises all over her delicate skin. One time, Zoe accidentally broke a bottle of Waylon's whiskey, and he slapped her so hard her face was swollen for three days. Nova, of course, stood by his side, egging him on, "That useless little brat's just like her worthless mother! You're right to hit her, son!" 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