| Scrape | 20 |
|---|---|
| Id | 2,231 |
| Active | 1 |
| Created Epoch | 1,736,294,402 |
| Modified Epoch | 1,736,716,268 |
| Scrape Epoch | 1,736,294,521 |
| Created | 1/7/25, 6:00 PM |
| Modified | 1/12/25, 3:11 PM |
| Status | completed |
| Notes | |
| Dataset External No | 2231 |
| Filename |
| Id | Active | Status | Created | Modified | Created Epoch | Modified Epoch | Notes | Scrape Result Id | Original Ad Id | Adarchiveid | Collationcount | Collationid | Currency | Enddate | Entitytype | Fevinfo | Gatedtype | Hasuserreported | Hiddensafetydata | Hidedatastatus | Impressionstext | Impressionsindex | Isaaaeligible | Isactive | Isprofilepage | Pageid | Pageinfo | Pageisdeleted | Pagename | Reachestimate | Reportcount | Ad Creative Id | Byline | Caption | Cta Text | Dynamic Versions | Effective Authorization Category | Display Format | Title | Link Description | Link Url | Page Welcome Message | Creation Time | Page Id | Page Name | Page Profile Picture Url | Page Entity Type | Page Is Profile Page | Instagram Actor Name | Instagram Profile Pic Url | Instagram Url | Instagram Handle | Is Reshared | Version | Body | Branded Content | Current Page Name | Disclaimer Label | Page Like Count | Page Profile Uri | Page Is Deleted | Root Reshared Post | Cta Type | Additional Info | Ec Certificates | Country Iso Code | Instagram Branded Content | Spend | Startdate | Statemediarunlabel | Actions |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 2661359 | 1 | active | 1/7/25, 6:12 PM | 6/5/25, 10:10 AM | 1736295130 | 1749136247 | 2231 | IMAGE | 3.7943678878399E+14 | New Orleans Mom | https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/473023097_8463031823797259_2970965491416656864_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=100&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=d63gcKhVq4cQ7kNvgF0XX85&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=A1yscoCQQjfcpmfDKugBZ0n&oh=00_AYAYxI2vZD2r1tGuQBba7doca9GNL10wfbDux1fJvcpxgg&oe=67838307 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | 🏋️♀️🎉 {Flash Giveaway} LIKE this post and COMMENT with your favorite way to stay active in the New Year! One lucky winner will receive a FREE Anita sports bra (up to $100 value) to help crush those 2025 movement goals. 💪✨ Ready to embrace your resolutions? Whether you’re hitting the gym, walking the neighborhood, or starting yoga, the right sports bra will support you in the new year. Bra Genie's expert fitters make bra shopping EASY and fittings are always free—learn more here :: {https://bit.ly/4a9ZZC8}. | New Orleans Mom | 61505 | https://www.facebook.com/NewOrleansMom/ | 0 | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 2661425 | 1 | active | 1/7/25, 6:12 PM | 6/5/25, 10:25 AM | 1736295154 | 1749137110 | 2231 | VIDEO | 1.9682856039345E+14 | Four Paws Products | https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/472525239_618404607394576_259593862402185225_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=105&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=a86gMZPaAoMQ7kNvgFDZTZ0&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=Ajf8w347rncP7LpoOCSI1JR&oh=00_AYBDJYTNbioC6yOGaKSYOi34lhRYF1gEVHcajzSnt7PHtg&oe=6783AA4F | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | Let's start 2025 on the right paw! 🐾 Here's your chance to win a $100 prize pack with everything you need for #NationalTrainYourDogMonth. To enter: 1. Like this post 2. Follow @FourPawsBrand 3. Tag 3 pet parents and ask them to follow @FourPawsBrand +1 BONUS entry: Share this post to your story! No purchase necessary to enter or win. See link in bio for full terms and conditions. Entries must be received by January 9, 2025 at 11:59 pm (ET). This giveaway is in no way sponsored, administered, or associated with Instagram. #FourPawsProducts #giveaway #entertowin #doggiveaway #giveawaycontest #win #dogreels #dogproducts #dogtraining | Four Paws Products | 14528 | https://www.facebook.com/FourPawsBrand/ | 0 | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 2661362 | 1 | active | 1/7/25, 6:12 PM | 6/5/25, 11:01 AM | 1736295131 | 1749139318 | 2231 | bearprocleaners.com | Learn more | VIDEO | https://bearprocleaners.com/ | 5.0039202982415E+14 | Bear Pro Cleaners | https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/472709647_1833603734110039_6277819945259801149_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=109&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=F2HurDXLPBMQ7kNvgEXehHa&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=AGUlWap163M8G5t1kMd3yDK&oh=00_AYD7R5z3k3Z5WmlWL4LgsY9azBcltabWZVnNs_RFriZfGw&oe=67837C98 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | 🎉 Grand Opening Offer! 🎉 ⭐ Bear Pro Cleaners is officially launching in San Antonio! Celebrate with us and snag extra savings. ⭐ 😱 Win an EXTRA 15% OFF your first cleaning service! Combine it with our 20% OFF promo for a total of 35% OFF your first clean. 🎁 How to Enter: 1️⃣ Tag 2 friends in the comments. 2️⃣ Share this post to your story and tag us. 3️⃣ Like and Follow our Instagram AND Facebook accounts. Complete these steps on both Instagram AND Facebook for a chance to win! 💥 1 winner on Instagram + 1 winner on Facebook 💥 🌟 Why Choose Bear Pro Cleaners? 🌟 ✅ Dependable, detail-oriented service ✅ Eco-conscious and family-friendly cleaning ✅ Tailored services to fit YOUR needs 📞 Call now to schedule your FREE estimate: (210) 609-5450 🔗 Facebook: Facebook.com/BearProCleaners 🔗 Website: BearProCleaners.com 📍 Proudly serving San Antonio and nearby areas! 📣 Spread the word and tag someone who deserves a sparkling home! ✨ Disclaimer: This giveaway is not affiliated with Instagram or Facebook. Open to San Antonio residents aged 18+. One entry per participant. Full steps must be completed on both platforms. 📆 Winners announced on 01/10/25! #sanantoniocleaning #BearProCleaners #homecleaningexperts #ecofriendlycleaning #sanantoniosmallbusiness #sanantonio #newbusiness | Bear Pro Cleaners | 8 | https://www.facebook.com/BearProCleaners/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 2661386 | 1 | active | 1/7/25, 6:12 PM | 5/3/25, 8:59 AM | 1736295142 | 1746280775 | 2231 | instagram.com | Learn More | CAROUSEL | https://www.instagram.com/mendi.io/ | 7.2755288093028E+14 | Mendi.io | https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/472833770_9403099479708804_5776364211756263065_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=108&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=dH6DJVJBYagQ7kNvgE-IYMp&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=Aok3YOI6iARasEBPQpxTXGl&oh=00_AYBjBU5NNQw1ystH58EYk-adBl55Aqj_gczNEe-u1Ja8_g&oe=6783A01F | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | Mendi.io | 9325 | https://www.facebook.com/mendi.io/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 2661340 | 1 | active | 1/7/25, 6:12 PM | 6/5/25, 3:12 PM | 1736295125 | 1749154354 | 2231 | fbweb.moboreader.net | Learn more | VIDEO | Read next chapter👉 | https://fbweb.moboreader.net/65282322-fb_contact-enp26_6-1226-core3.html?adid={{ad.id}}&char=124213&accid=1608252460124701&exdata=CC02B7B114E0CD21FBE86F52E3560E94ADECC1E8AA3D0A22 | 1.5912914394216E+14 | Hello reading | https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/472701425_1510531879639479_5510434756087291101_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=110&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=RMHmtH3o5XUQ7kNvgHd-fu8&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=A1yscoCQQjfcpmfDKugBZ0n&oh=00_AYAyLKIk38Lr_-A8PZihMTKFhQqX1smtdde6PtqfrKEAcQ&oe=67838507 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | He divorced her because of cheating. She left a message: "You will regret it." 4 years later, he saw her on TV and introduced her as a top 100 female CEO, but she shone and attracted everyone's attention. He was frustrated and begged to win her back! ===== In the bustling, weathered heart of Orkset, flames erupted violently within an ancient apartment building. Propelled by gusts of wind, the fire devoured the structure, belching dense smoke and bright, searing tongues of flame. "Saved! They've been saved." The words echoed amidst the chaos. Firefighters emerged from the smoldering inferno, carrying Carrie Campbell to safety at the roadside. Her features, usually refined and expressive, were now smeared with soot; her sparkling eyes dimmed to a vacant gaze, hollow and lost. As reality seeped back into her consciousness, Carrie felt a rush of gratitude overpower her usual composure. Her voice, hoarse and weak, conveyed a profound "thank you" to her rescuers. Shaking, she fumbled for her phone, her fingertips quivering as they found the familiar number. "Hello, the person you are trying to reach is currently unavailable. Please try again later..." The automated message played after a few rings, leaving her with a lump in her throat, her unvoiced frustrations and sorrow welling up inside her. Bang! With a deafening roar, the explosion abruptly silenced the cold, mechanical voice echoing through the line. Carrie's head snapped upwards, shock painted on her face as she witnessed the apartment she had just exited erupt into flames. Chunks of debris were hurled into the air by the force of the blast, scattering across the sky. Panic engulfed the crowd as survivors, freshly rescued, screamed in terror. They huddled together, seeking solace in each other's arms, their cries piercing the tumultuous scene. In stark contrast, Carrie lay alone on a stretcher, her isolation magnified amidst the chaos. "Kristopher..." Fighting the dread creeping up her spine, Carrie pressed her lips together tightly and dialed her husband's number again, her resolve unwavering. Yet, the call disconnected after a few short rings, leaving her with a haunting silence. Just then, a Twitter notification flickered on her phone screen. The gossip feed was alive with the latest gossip: #LiseNash #MysteriouBoyfriend. According to the tweet, a producer from a well-known variety show had invited the renowned star Lise Nash to a dinner, which had quickly soured when she declined to partake in a toast. This act of defiance had sparked a confrontation, only to be interrupted by Lise's domineering boyfriend. He stormed into the private dining room, dismissing the producer with a dismissive wave and escorting Lise away. The tweet described the scene vividly, painting a picture of a powerful man defending his beloved partner. Yet, perhaps due to his prominence, only the back of the man was visible in the accompanying photos, preserving his anonymity. Meanwhile, Lise, donning an oversized suit jacket, beamed a smile, reaching out to clasp his hand as they departed together. Carrie's eyes were glued to the screen, her stare intense and unblinking as she absorbed the image before her. There he was--Kristopher Norris! The suit jacket draped carelessly over Lise was a dead giveaway. Every piece of clothing Kristopher owned had been meticulously tailored by a master craftsman abroad, a detail Carrie knew all too well. Her grip on her phone tightened, her knuckles blanching to a stark white, as if her very soul were being squeezed by an invisible hand, the pain sharp and acid-like in its intensity. In her most desperate moment, Kristopher had coldly disconnected their call, choosing instead to be at Lise's side. What was the worth of their two-year marriage? The tears she had been holding back now overwhelmed her, streaming down her face. Even as she tilted her head back in a futile attempt to stem the flow, the tears continued to escape. Lise had always been Kristopher's first love, a fact whispered and gossiped about among their circles. The Norris family had never approved of Lise, seeing her ordinary background as unfitting. Forced apart by family pressures, it had been Lise who ended things, but the past, it seemed, was not easily left behind. Kristopher had diligently pursued the leadership of the Norris family, harboring dreams of finally being with Lise. Yet, when he reached his goal, he discovered that Lise had already chosen another. In defiance of his family's expectations and perhaps out of bitterness, Kristopher turned to Carrie, a woman equally devoid of wealth or status, to become Mrs. Norris, thereby blocking any matchmaking attempts by his relatives. At that time, Carrie faced immense pressure from her father, Tristan Campbell, who was pushing her towards a marriage with a playboy, the son of a business associate, to cover her grandmother's steep medical expenses. Both Kristopher and Carrie, driven by their personal motives, consented to a marriage of convenience. Originally set for just one year, their contractual marriage stretched beyond its term, sustained by a shared understanding between them. Over time, Carrie began to believe in the authenticity of their union, never suspecting that it was merely an extension of her hopes. Just moments ago, a fire had nearly claimed Carrie's life. In that critical moment, she reached out to Kristopher, only to be twice rebuffed as he spent his time with Lise. This harsh reality shattered Carrie's illusions, revealing that her perceived transition from pretense to genuine relationship was nothing but a facade maintained by her own desires. Carrie wasn't even a temporary substitute in Kristopher's life but merely a pawn used to spite his family. After a poignant pause, tears welled up in Carrie's eyes, unstoppable and poignant. It might be time for her to release herself from the shackles of her own hopeful delusions--to stop deceiving herself. Chapter 2 Trending Topics The overwhelming number of injuries from the fire was staggering, straining the already frantic doctors and nurses as they tried to provide aid. Carrie had been merely grazed by a splintered clothes rack, which left a deep, jagged wound on her calf. In comparison to the chaos around her, her wounds seemed almost negligible. She managed to get basic care--a brisk cleaning and a quick wrap of bandages--at a local hospital before catching a cab back to her house. Bayview Villa, a grand property under Kristopher's name, was technically their matrimonial residence. Living alone had become the norm for Carrie, as Kristopher was hardly ever around. She had bid farewell to the housekeeper, discovering that her life could be quite adequately maintained with just takeout, deliveries, and the occasional visit from a part-time cleaner. Now, she found herself the sole occupant of the sprawling living room, sinking into the sofa, her gaze drifting across the empty space. The stark, monochrome decor did nothing to imbue warmth into the atmosphere. A chilling realization crept up on her: this vast, elegant space felt more like a colossal tomb, a silent grave for her lost years of youth and a love that had quietly slipped away. In this cold, echoing house, would anyone even notice if her breath ceased one day? Carrie exhaled a weary sigh, her frame heavy as she leaned against the cold wall for support, struggling up the stairs to her bedroom on the second floor. Each step was a battle, sending stabbing pains shooting through her from the surface of her skin down to her aching bones. The house, stark and hollow, echoed even the smallest sounds, magnifying her sense of isolation. It was today, amidst this profound silence, that Carrie truly grasped the all-encompassing nature of her loneliness--it was almost tangible, enveloping her senses with its texture and mournful whispers, tightening around her heart like a vice, producing a dull, relentless ache. Upon reaching the sanctuary of her bedroom, she collapsed onto the bed, the very embodiment of exhaustion, feeling it both physically and spiritually. Just as she surrendered to this weariness, the sharp ring of the phone pierced the silence. "You reached out to me earlier. What do you need?" Kristopher's voice cut through the line, cold and distant as ever. Carrie was caught off guard by his unexpected call. Words failed her as she parted her lips to respond, but before she could collect her thoughts, a soft, feminine voice floated through from the other end. "Kristopher, will you join me to..." A surge of emotions tightened Carrie's grip on the phone, her heart thumping louder with each second. Overwhelmed and unable to contain her rising panic, she demanded, "Who's there with you?" Kristopher gave no answer, merely stating in a flat, disinterested voice, "If there's something you need, let's catch up when I'm back. I have pressing engagements right now, so I must disconnect." He promptly ended the call, cutting off any chance for Carrie to reply. As the harsh beep of the disconnected line filled her ears, Carrie's lips twisted into a rueful grin. How utterly foolish she felt! Deep down, she knew his response all too well, yet she had clung to the hope of hearing his voice confirm it. With a sense of self-inflicted irony, Carrie activated her tablet and scrolled through the day's hot topics. One headline caught her eye: "A female star shielded from harassment at a dinner by her formidable partner." A wry smile twisted her lips. Carrie knew all too well what it was like to face harassment at those kinds of dinners. She vividly remembered her first major audition after her entering the showbiz; her agent had escorted her to a dinner with the influential director and producer of the drama series "Serene Sighs." As a novice in the dizzying world of showbiz, Carrie had felt incredibly vulnerable, uncertain of how to navigate the murky waters of such gatherings. The producer had eyed her shamelessly, sneering as he asked, "Is this the new talent you're introducing? She appears presentable, but I'm curious to see how she fares with a drink. Here's the deal, if you can gulp down this bottle in one go, I'll secure you an audition for the lead role." Carrie was inclined to decline, but under the relentless pressure from her agent, she found herself compelled to consume the entire bottle. As the evening wore on, she was hurriedly taken to the hospital suffering from a severe stomach ailment. Her agent, fretful about the prospect of the role slipping away to another, quickly settled the hospital charges and departed. At that time, Carrie found herself isolated in a hospital bed for several long days. Yet, even before Carrie could be released from the hospital, the media was abuzz with the announcement that Lise had secured the lead role in "Serene Sighs." Subsequently, her agent rebuked Carrie for her lack of ambition, complaining, "You are more appealing than Lise, so why can't you show more drive? She cozied up to Mr. Norris and hardly had to make an effort. She's surrounded by people eager to cater to her every need. I've heard that Mr. Norris personally orchestrated her landing the lead role in this production!" When the show premiered, Lise was catapulted into stardom, swiftly ascending to the elite echelons of the acting world. From that moment forward, Carrie let her acting aspirations wane and chose instead to devote herself entirely to supporting her husband, Kristopher. After all, no matter her efforts, she could never get the same career opportunities that Lise seemed to receive effortlessly with Kristopher's offhand remarks. At that time, Carrie had believed she was filling the role that was meant to be Lise's as Mrs. Norris, which meant she owed Lise. By giving up the career opportunities to Lise, Carrie thought they would settle their unspoken debt. However, Carrie hadn't foreseen that Lise would claim both the coveted career and Kristopher's affections. As Lise's professional and love life blossomed, Carrie came to the painful realization that she had been overly consumed with her romantic pursuits, at the expense of her career, and now, she found herself bereft of both love and professional fulfillment. With tears streaming down her face, Carrie viewed her past two years as tragically misguided. Given another opportunity, she resolved she wouldn't be so unguarded, letting her heart recklessly fall captive to Kristopher's charm. "Ms. Spencer, the new copyright contract is prepared. Please review it for any discrepancies." Her phone buzzed with the alert, snapping Carrie out of her reverie. She gazed at the PDF file attached in the message, her mind briefly overwhelmed. Under the pseudonym Katrina Spencer, Carrie had once made a name for herself as a budding screenwriter, selling numerous scripts in her early days. During her early career as Katrina, Carrie often sold her work for a pittance, compelled by her urgent need for immediate cash. Over the years, these scripts transformed into blockbuster films and hit series, catapulting Katrina's reputation to new heights. By this time, Carrie had married Kristopher and was no longer plagued by the financial woes that had once driven her to desperation--her grandmother's hefty medical bills were a thing of the past. With her financial crises resolved, Carrie's life had pivoted to domestic responsibilities, striving to be an exemplary wife to Kristopher. Amidst these changes, her pseudonym, Katrina Spencer, gradually receded into the background. However, her past as Katrina wasn't ready to be shelved just yet. Recently, an interested buyer had come forward, ready to pay a handsome sum for one of her old scripts. Carrie, however, was hesitant to sell. She raised several concerns about the contract presented to her, and to her astonishment, the buyer was genuine enough to revise it accordingly. Holding the revised contract in her hands, Carrie inhaled deeply, her resolve hardening. She seemed to have reached a crucial decision. Her fingers danced over her phone's keyboard with swift precision, typing out a firm command. "Create a divorce agreement following my terms and ensure it reaches Kristopher Norris at the Norris Group." Without pausing for a response, she placed her phone aside and limped toward the bathroom, each step echoing a blend of determination and newfound independence. Chapter 3 Exchange Of Conveniences Thirty minutes had passed, Carrie finally heaved herself up from the bathtub, her limbs feeling heavy and uncooperative. As she lifted her gaze, her own image in the mirror halted her movements--her skin appeared as smooth and impeccable as fine porcelain, glowing with an unblemished radiance. Her eyes, deep pools of allure, sparkled with an enchanting, soft warmth, inviting anyone who dared meet her gaze. Despite edging into her late twenties at twenty-five, she reveled in the fact that time had yet to etch its marks upon her flawless complexion. Surely, a woman with such a visage had no place for self-pity. Absorbed in her contemplation, Carrie carelessly extended her right leg onto the cold floor, forgetting it was the very limb she had injured. Wrapped excessively in cling film to shield it from moisture, the tight encasement had stifled her circulation, rendering her leg eerily numb. As her foot touched down, it betrayed her, slipping forward unexpectedly. "Ah!" Carrie gasped, her arms flailing in a frantic ballet, searching for a lifeline in the void. Just as she teetered on the brink of a painful rendezvous with the floor, the bathroom door burst open. Kristopher stood at the entrance, his suit immaculately tailored, creating a striking figure. As their eyes locked, he paused, visibly taken aback, then quickly closed the distance with brisk strides. Carrie's breath caught as Kristopher swept her up in a graceful bridal style, an unexpected tightness wrapping around her waist. Caught off guard by his sudden appearance, Carrie realized with a jolt that she was completely bare. A flush of embarrassment washed over her as she instinctively clutched her hands over her chest. This was their first moment of such intimacy since their wedding, and the discomfort made her toes curl inward, her skin blushing a delicate shade of pink. Kristopher looked down at her with a mischievous grin. "Let's be honest, there's not much to see," he teased gently. Feeling both mortified and slightly irritated, Carrie snapped back, "Oh, Mr. Norris, after all you've seen, I suppose nothing can impress you anymore." She carried her C-cup curves with understated charm, a touch of sensuality that outshone Lise's painfully flat, almost awkwardly rigid build. Yet Carrie knew well that without love, even the most perfect physique paled in comparison to the charm of one dearly cherished. Nonchalantly, Kristopher reached for a bathrobe hanging behind the door and draped it over her. His frown deepened at her comment. "What are you talking about, Carrie?" A thought seemed to strike him, and his expression grew even more impatient. "Tell me, did you send those divorce papers in the dead of night just to lure me back here--to catch you completely bare?" His tone was a mix of disbelief and annoyance. "I told you I was swamped with work. Was this dramatic display really necessary?" Carrie's temper flared at his accusatory tone, reigniting the tension between them. He was always so quick to lose patience with her. She wasn't the type to throw around words like divorce or breakups lightly. In fact, this was the first time she'd ever mentioned divorce in their two-year marriage, yet he seemed indifferent to her turmoil. He simply dismissed her concerns as if she were overreacting about trivial matters. Despite the throbbing pain in her leg, Carrie mustered her strength and said, "Put me down." Kristopher, however, paid no heed, his eyes scanning her leg swathed in bandages. His brow furrowed slightly. "What happened to your leg? Is this some elaborate ploy to lure me back?" At his words, a bitter laugh escaped Carrie. It seemed he viewed her as merely seeking attention, and in failing to capture it, she had likely concocted a story to draw him back, allowing her to dramatize her plight in his presence. With a blank face, she replied untruthfully, "It's a beauty treatment that shouldn't get wet." "Why did you suddenly decide to undergo such a treatment?" Kristopher inquired, his tone casual as he carried her outside, not pressing the issue further. His frame was large, and through his thin shirt, she could distinctly feel the warmth of his body and the defined shape of his chest muscles. The closeness created an uncomfortable tension for Carrie, who had resolved to end things once and for all. Her voice climbed involuntarily, sharper this time. "Oh, since when have you been concerned with such minor things, Mr. Norris?" For the first time, Kristopher witnessed her using biting sarcasm; it struck him as peculiarly amusing. With a calm demeanor, he responded, "You're my wife, it's only natural I'd be concerned about your well-being." "Really?" There was a somber note in Carrie's voice now. "It seems like you've never really regarded me as your wife. I'm scared that if I were to die, you wouldn't even know until much later." After all, at that very moment, Kristopher had been distracted, lost in moments with his first love, too consumed to lend an ear to her desperate pleas. Caught off guard by her accusation, Kristopher's eyes widened with surprise before he let out a disbelieving chuckle. "Carrie, what's brought on this sudden outburst of anger? Just because I was tied up this afternoon and missed your call? Perhaps I've been too indulgent with you lately, and it's made you a bit too presumptuous?" Carrie froze, startled. Was he accusing her of being too presumptuous? She realized their marriage had always been lopsided. In his eyes, she was nothing more than a transactional partner, a woman who had bartered her freedom for financial security. Their union was meant to be a mere exchange of conveniences, yet she had, quite foolishly, fallen deeply in love with him. In the tricky terrain of romance, the one who fell first invariably found themselves at a distinct disadvantage. Kristopher's dismissive reaction left Carrie reeling, her emotions dismissed as trifles, a tight knot of suffocation rising in her chest. "I said to put me down this instant!" Carrie exclaimed, jerking her head to the side, her voice laced with a sharp edge of impatience. Kristopher remained mute, effortlessly carrying her towards the bed before suddenly releasing his hold. Carrie felt a jolt as the support vanished, her heart skipping a beat as she instinctively grasped for him. Their bodies collided on the bed, her bathrobe teetering on the brink of decency, threatening to unravel with any minor shift. Propped on one elbow, Kristopher gazed down at her, his lips curled into a sly, teasing grin. "You wanted to be let go, didn't you? So why cling to me now?" His eyes, deep and sparkling like a midnight lake speckled with stars, captivated her. In those celestial depths, Carrie caught a glimpse of her own reflection. At times like this, she was misled into believing he harbored a deep affection. Sadly, his heart was a fortress reserved for Lise, and all Carrie had left were empty fantasies. "Boring!" she exclaimed, her voice devoid of any enthusiasm as she attempted to rise, her hand inadvertently brushing against something unexpected. The following moment brought a noticeable shift in his cock pressing against her stomach. "Don't move, or I can't promise what might happen next," he warned in a deep, gravelly voice. With a frown, Carrie internally cursed upon hearing the statement. It was an undeniable fact. Primal instincts steered the actions of men. Absence of affection didn't quell their basic desires. Yet, she dared not agitate Kristopher. Angling her face away, her body remained rigid, frozen in place. Carrie, feeling irked, shot back. "Didn't you say there's nothing here to see? What's with the reaction now, Mr. Norris? Are you really that easy to impress?" No sooner had her words flown than she grasped the potential repercussions of her sharp tongue. A wave of regret surged through Carrie, but instead of anger, Kristopher responded with a chuckle, "You are my wife, after all. Since that's something I can't alter, I might as well embrace it. Besides, it's been years since we became husband and wife--it would be a shame to neglect you completely." Chapter 4 Are You Out Of Your Mind? Kristopher slipped his hand beneath the folds of her bathrobe, his touch tracing the curve of Carrie's skin, as smooth and delicate as silk. He encircled her slender waist, drawing her closer with a gentle yet firm grip. Her face, a captivating canvas of defiance and visible irritation, ignited in him an uncontrollable urge to claim victory over her resistance. His breathing grew heavy, yet he remained composed, slowly removing his tailored suit. The fabric of his suit brushed lightly against Carrie's cheek, releasing a mix of scents: a familiar woody aroma intertwined with an unexpected zesty twist of lemon. It was unmistakably Jo Malone's Blue Agava and Cacao--Lise's signature scent. A surge of nausea overwhelmed Carrie at the realization. As Kristopher's eyes, now shaded with a stormy intensity, drew nearer to hers, the proximity conjured unwelcome visions of him with Lise. Her stomach churned violently, and with a sudden movement, she pushed him away, propping herself up with a jolt and a dry retch. "Ugh..." Her stomach had been empty all day, leaving her with nothing to bring up. The desire in Kristopher's gaze flickered out, replaced by a cold, detached expression as he withdrew slightly. Observing the genuine distress and the reddening of Carrie's eyes, Kristopher perceived her reaction for outright disgust at their closeness. He paused, fingers adjusting his shirt cuffs, his voice cold as he confronted her. "Carrie, is this reaction reserved only for me, or is it how you respond to all men?" The air in the room turned frosty, thick with tension. Carrie swallowed the sharp sting in her throat, her eyes widening in shock as she stared up at him. Ever since their marriage, she had cut ties with nearly all her male friends, yet here was Kristopher, casually tossing out comments sharp enough to cut glass. The years of love she had poured into their relationship now seemed utterly futile. Heat crept up her neck, coloring her cheeks a bright scarlet as indignation took hold. Without thinking, her hand flew up and delivered a stinging slap across Kristopher's face. All her suppressed grievances from the day ignited in that swift motion. Her bathrobe, loosened in the heat of the moment, slipped from her shoulders. Ignoring the flush of exposure, she swiftly gathered the fabric and draped it around herself, her movements quick and firm. The impact of her slap had left a light, crimson mark on Kristopher's cheek, marking him with her outrage. His eyes, wide with disbelief, met hers. "Carrie, are you out of your mind?" Out of her mind? Yes, she was clearly insane to ever fall for him in the first place. Carrie fumed silently, her heart pounding in her chest. Suddenly, the sharp buzz of the phone on the table cut through the mounting tension, its vibration bringing a brief respite from their standoff. Kristopher cast a fleeting glance at the message, shut off the phone with a snap, and strode towards the door, his back rigid with tension. Her voice, firm and unwavering, chased after him. "We're getting a divorce! Make sure you sign those papers before you walk out that door!" Kristopher paused briefly and said sharply, "I have something to do now. When I return, do whatever pleases you." With that, he forcefully shut the door. Carrie's eyes followed his unwavering exit, feeling an oppressive weight compressing her chest once again. She disregarded the sharp sting in her leg and hobbled determinedly toward her tablet. Fingers trembling, she hastily navigated to Lise's Twitter page. Lise had just uploaded a new tweet. The photo showed her lying down with a fever patch adhered to her forehead, still enveloped in Kristopher's familiar jacket. The caption read, "Being sick makes me extra clingy. Wishing I had someone here. Stay cozy and take care, everyone!" The simultaneous timing of these two events made it almost impossible for Carrie not to suspect that Kristopher had dashed off to tend to Lise. Carrie's instincts loudly proclaimed that this was no accident; Lise had deliberately sought to tug at Kristopher's heartstrings. It appeared her tactics were effective. Not even Carrie's stark threat of divorce could overshadow Lise's theatrical display of vulnerability. Seething with fury, Carrie quaked like a leaf swept into a storm. She steeled herself against the heartache, forcefully ripping the plastic wrap from her aching leg. After her lengthy soak, the bath's lingering moisture had infiltrated her skin, inflaming the wound until it was a vivid, angry red and painfully swollen. She, too, could be clingy. Even in the harshest times back in the county, she had shown vulnerability, breaking down into soft sobs within the comforting arms of her grandmother, especially that one time she got burned by the scalding kettle. But such vulnerability had its time and place, and it wasn't now. The stark reality of Kristopher's exit forced Carrie to confront her need for self-reliance. Biting down hard on her lip, Carrie cleaned the throbbing wound with a practiced hand before securely wrapping it anew. She rose with a newfound resolve and yanked a black suitcase from the far end of her expansive walk-in closet--it held all the belongings she'd brought into this house as a hopeful bride. She grabbed a fresh set of clothes to slip into and left a bank card neatly on the bedside table. She had transferred every penny she'd earned over the past year onto that card, effectively settling her financial entanglements with Kristopher over the last two years and cutting him out of her life for good. Dragging the heavy suitcase behind her, she limped painfully out of the opulent villa. As she passed through the gate, she wrapped her baseball jacket more tightly around her slight figure, her silhouette hauntingly solitary in the enveloping darkness. The night air of early spring was bitingly cold, devoid of any trace of warmth, a chill that seemed almost faint compared to the ice forming in Carrie's shattered heart. She had arrived here with nothing but a suitcase and a heart full of dreams, and now she was leaving, dreams crumbled, utterly alone. A bitter laugh slipped through her lips. If only she hadn't fallen so hard for him, if only she'd proposed an amicable separation at the end of their agreed year, maybe she wouldn't be wandering now, a lost soul in the shadow of her former self. Lise didn't have to lift a finger, and Carrie had already fallen, utterly broken and beyond redemption. Chapter 5 A Gathering Meanwhile, in the Oasis Club, renowned as the priciest spot in Orkset, the air within the VIP room crackled with excitement. Under the spell of bright lights and thumping music, a diverse group of men and women lounged together, basking in the exclusivity of the setting. Suddenly, the door burst open, revealing Kristopher in the doorway. The karaoke session halted abruptly as the crowd turned to greet him in unison, voices mingling. "Kristopher..." Before they could utter another word, a woman cloaked from head to toe stepped out from behind him. Lise, with a fluid motion, removed her mask and slid her arm through Kristopher's. She addressed the room with a poised charm. "My assistant took a sudden leave, and I found myself without company. Not keen on spending the evening alone, I invited Kristopher to join me. I trust that's alright?" Lise's beauty was without question. Her face was a delicate composition of cherry lips and a sculpted nose, framed by eyes that shimmered with a vulnerable allure, commanding a protective fervor from those around her--her presence, ethereal. In contrast, Carrie's features were more pronounced, her beauty vivid and striking. Lise, by comparison, carried a softer, more understated elegance. Yet, as it often goes, matters of the heart followed no simple paths. While Kristopher and Carrie were married, it was in name only; Kristopher seemed detached and seldom included her in private social events. The group didn't have much of a relationship with Carrie, leading them to feel no obligation to defend her. Upon hearing Lise's comment, a moment of discomfort rippled through the air. Nonetheless, they quickly recovered, offering a congenial smile as they said, "We're all friends here; let's not bother with formalities." Lise offered a subtle, knowing smile, as she gracefully accompanied Kristopher into the bustling room. The event that evening had been meticulously planned to express appreciation for Kristopher's contributions. As they stepped into the room, the crowd parted like the sea, making way for them to proceed to the seats of honor. The group's leader handed Kristopher a glass of wine with a flourish, proclaiming with a broad grin, "We truly owe you a debt of gratitude, Mr. Norris! Your exceptional talents are the talk of the town, and witnessing them firsthand today only confirms it. Without your expertise, securing this contract would have been a fantasy!" Their gathering marked the launch of a novel shopping platform, one that had been in negotiation with numerous local brands in Orkset. But the scenario changed dramatically when the tech giant JoyBuy dramatically entered the scene, stirring up the competitive landscape. Competing with JoyBuy was akin to the classic David versus Goliath tale--hopelessly daunting. In a surge of desperation, they turned to Kristopher, reaching out through a network of connections for his renowned strategic prowess. With his characteristic swiftness, Kristopher hatched an ingenious plan and swiftly secured the deal, snatching it from the clutches of JoyBuy right before the business association could ink their agreement--a masterful coup that reverberated success. This remarkable turnaround only intensified the already deep respect everyone held for Kristopher. Albin Murray, beaming with pride, couldn't help but boast, "Ah, just look at the caliber of his friends! They thought they could steal deals right under our noses, obviously underestimating Kristopher's clout!" Albin, born into the wealthy Murray family, counted himself among Kristopher's closest friends. He was renowned for his sprawling social web--a network through which the desperate plea for help was channeled to Kristopher. Meanwhile, Kristopher himself, the focus of all their discussions, reclined nonchalantly on the couch, bathed in the soft glow of the overhead lights. He was well-versed in the art of receiving compliments; thus, his expression stayed calm and detached. The ambient light sculpted his angular features, casting dramatic shadows that emphasized his high nose bridge and sharply cut jawline, as though he were a living masterpiece. His natural grace and detachment eclipsed any terrestrial magnificence. Following a sequence of celebratory toasts, when it became apparent that Kristopher merely touched his glass without truly drinking, the rest of the company toned down their conversation, allowing him a moment of repose with his eyes gently shut. Lise, slightly feverish, opted not to indulge in the spirits, choosing instead to sit in serene silence next to Kristopher, her eyes lingering on him with a look of deep, unmistakable adoration. Albin, captivated by the seemingly perfect pair, pondered the whims of destiny. He discreetly captured their image with his smartphone and nonchalantly shared it across his social networks. As the evening progressed and the liquor dwindled, the room's door swung open anew. Kristopher's personal assistant, Oliver Brooks, made his entrance, acknowledging the gathering with a courteous nod that bordered on respect but avoided groveling, swiftly positioning himself in front of Kristopher. Silence hung in the air, yet Lise, unable to contain her curiosity, leaned in and whispered, "What's going on?" Oliver, maintaining his focus on Kristopher, chose not to respond directly to her. A flush of embarrassment tinted Lise's cheeks as she turned towards Kristopher, hesitatingly inquiring, "Should I leave?" Kristopher adjusted his posture, his voice low and calm as he instructed, "Go ahead, speak." A shiver of apprehension coursed through Oliver as he tentatively began, "Mr. Norris, Mrs. Norris has departed from Bayview Villa, and..." &10& | Hello reading | 49985 | https://www.facebook.com/61552535188096/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 2661394 | 1 | active | 1/7/25, 6:12 PM | 6/5/25, 3:27 PM | 1736295143 | 1749155273 | 2231 | Bulls.com/Tickets | Learn More | DCO | Official Bulls vs. Wizards Tickets | {{product.description}} | https://www.nba.com/bulls/tickets/single?utm_source=meta&utm_medium=cpc&utm_term=&utm_content=image-pridenight-giveaway-011025-asc&utm_campaign=singlegametickets | 37152881613 | Chicago Bulls | https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/472957985_631158062668342_1373114952159728324_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=111&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=NNJlCfSMAtsQ7kNvgEyEaaZ&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=Aok3YOI6iARasEBPQpxTXGl&oh=00_AYBaV4s6FsHF9pnMmfuyJnQoR9dmudXR1WbMDrVdbVe_9g&oe=67839799 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | 🧢 Get a BMO Artist Series Hat giveaway on Jan. 10, designed by ELLOO *available while supplies last | Chicago Bulls | 16472677 | https://www.facebook.com/chicagobulls/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 2661350 | 1 | active | 1/7/25, 6:12 PM | 6/9/25, 8:43 AM | 1736295127 | 1749476593 | 2231 | mb-plinko.club | Download | VIDEO | https://mb-plinko.club/?fbp=1273033197174822&sub1=STMUSmbb812&sub2=1071563994514572&sub3=1 | 3.7229444931088E+14 | Mr.BeastPlinko | https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/472720372_947605410252260_5304637966299282854_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=105&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=UreH8wFb3RsQ7kNvgF2bsrf&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=A1yscoCQQjfcpmfDKugBZ0n&oh=00_AYBbfeyuijJgTAy1F1lXnGmwec2zdG0bb1ocKT4HJbPrBw&oe=6783ACCF | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | Mr.BeastPlinko | 42 | https://www.facebook.com/61566458730842/ | 0 | DOWNLOAD | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 2661353 | 1 | active | 1/7/25, 6:12 PM | 4/24/25, 8:23 PM | 1736295128 | 1745544211 | 2231 | www.instagram.com | Visit Instagram profile | VIDEO | https://www.instagram.com/_u/madebydentists | 1.0723462504392E+14 | Made By Dentists | https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/472927135_2229987827372118_6304095024909276961_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=109&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=lWsumCtFjzoQ7kNvgHJXX1e&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=A1yscoCQQjfcpmfDKugBZ0n&oh=00_AYA7BEZNNhBpl1vsbkP0P7ODkMSyu-bOt8J6xdjodZ41NA&oe=6783AAF3 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | $250 GIVEAWAY To celebrate 25% off ALL our products in-store and online at Target (including kids). Take The Dentist Home With You, and anything else at Target with a $250 gift card. To Enter: Tag your Target bestie Follow @madebydentists Giveaway closes Friday, 1/10/2024 at 12:00pm PST. (Sale ends Saturday at midnight). #MadeByDentists | Made By Dentists | 299 | https://www.facebook.com/madebydentists/ | 0 | VIEW_INSTAGRAM_PROFILE | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 2661356 | 1 | active | 1/7/25, 6:12 PM | 4/24/25, 12:45 PM | 1736295129 | 1745516707 | 2231 | adventuregeartech.com | Learn More | CAROUSEL | https://www.adventuregeartech.com/sweepstakes/?v=f533548681c4 | 1.8824326437071E+14 | Adventure Gear Tech | https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/472851383_1174835620812564_883865582076486179_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=110&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=qMwxOrnTkPkQ7kNvgFCSB0L&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=A1yscoCQQjfcpmfDKugBZ0n&oh=00_AYABvuDsi4wW5c_8UP1w8LjTBTdtDWHBxmu_mASl6x8Drg&oe=67837B2E | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | Adventure Gear Tech | 968 | https://www.facebook.com/61554755091663/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 2661357 | 1 | active | 1/7/25, 6:12 PM | 4/24/25, 6:16 PM | 1736295129 | 1745536568 | 2231 | adventuregeartech.com | Learn More | CAROUSEL | https://www.adventuregeartech.com/sweepstakes/?v=f533548681c4 | 1.8824326437071E+14 | Adventure Gear Tech | https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/472851383_1174835620812564_883865582076486179_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=110&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=qMwxOrnTkPkQ7kNvgFCSB0L&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=A1yscoCQQjfcpmfDKugBZ0n&oh=00_AYABvuDsi4wW5c_8UP1w8LjTBTdtDWHBxmu_mASl6x8Drg&oe=67837B2E | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | Adventure Gear Tech | 968 | https://www.facebook.com/61554755091663/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 2661358 | 1 | active | 1/7/25, 6:12 PM | 1/12/25, 3:11 PM | 1736295130 | 1736716268 | 2231 | adventuregeartech.com | Learn More | CAROUSEL | https://www.adventuregeartech.com/sweepstakes/?v=f533548681c4 | 1.8824326437071E+14 | Adventure Gear Tech | https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/472851383_1174835620812564_883865582076486179_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=110&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=qMwxOrnTkPkQ7kNvgFCSB0L&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=A1yscoCQQjfcpmfDKugBZ0n&oh=00_AYABvuDsi4wW5c_8UP1w8LjTBTdtDWHBxmu_mASl6x8Drg&oe=67837B2E | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | Adventure Gear Tech | 968 | https://www.facebook.com/61554755091663/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 2661374 | 1 | active | 1/7/25, 6:12 PM | 4/21/25, 5:20 PM | 1736295139 | 1745274011 | 2231 | Call now | IMAGE | HighClass Productions | • Houston Tx ( Professional chambelanes & choreography for any special event ) | 5.541367316059E+14 | HighClass Productions | https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/472886937_1115020277074174_8013878264554181261_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=108&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=l4zQ30Kqg1UQ7kNvgEJ5y9f&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=AGUlWap163M8G5t1kMd3yDK&oh=00_AYCH4sa8vxeFR8PeN373D9V7Hp8kySZ1nJQDKFtywZHT9w&oe=6783AAF7 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | 💸 $2000 CASH GIVEAWAY! 💸 Want a chance to win $2000? EXPO on January 26 – don’t miss out on the excitement! 🎉 Winner will be announced at the event! | HighClass Productions | 175491 | https://www.facebook.com/HighClassPro/ | 0 | CALL_NOW | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 2661377 | 1 | active | 1/7/25, 6:12 PM | 6/13/25, 12:00 AM | 1736295140 | 1749790808 | 2231 | Like Page | VIDEO | 5.3313916654954E+14 | Fortnite Fans | https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/472823612_919840563678366_5630212420877123575_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=103&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=zbymBCuM6mAQ7kNvgEimpkr&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=AGUlWap163M8G5t1kMd3yDK&oh=00_AYA-6nH9kHq1yqTsjEyTPyM2anVbkhdoquM8rrbFdveTyw&oe=678399E4 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | 🚀 Claim Your V-Bucks GIVEAWAY! 🎮 💯 🤑 Claim Your V-Bucks Today! 💯 (Check the First Comment!) | Fortnite Fans | 11 | https://www.facebook.com/61571496547537/ | 0 | LIKE_PAGE | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 2661381 | 1 | active | 1/7/25, 6:12 PM | 6/8/25, 10:06 PM | 1736295141 | 1749438392 | 2231 | VIDEO | St. George News Presents: Rio Roofing | 1.2407381098518E+14 | St. George News | STGnews.com | https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/472737177_1111717397368381_1529424354229826052_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=100&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=UHr6YbBcfC0Q7kNvgEC27KS&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=AGUlWap163M8G5t1kMd3yDK&oh=00_AYAN_pkTBEuUR5zDDPefzwlz7O9YBFtFFLu_kwJOtrpcHQ&oe=67837CB4 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | St. George News Presents: Rio Roofing Rio Roofing is giving away a brand new roof to a local family | St. George News | STGnews.com | 87163 | https://www.facebook.com/stgnews/ | 0 | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 2661408 | 1 | active | 1/7/25, 6:12 PM | 4/23/25, 7:01 AM | 1736295147 | 1745409697 | 2231 | yourgiveawayday.online | Learn More | DCO | CLICK NOW FOR $500 Amazon 👉 | {{product.description}} | https://yourgiveawayday.online/f8BQvcMh1QNnSuVsDqZWBI2c55JE8BaAIU1Y6YDEjFw/?sid={{campaign.name}}&qs1={{adset.name}}&qs2={{ad.name}} | 3.89033567633E+14 | Giveaway Today | https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/472863179_1638249196825302_6600861388323815356_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=101&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=olqoH6qIi5UQ7kNvgF8CF2-&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=Aok3YOI6iARasEBPQpxTXGl&oh=00_AYARWUkg38T7dH3lRszCi650ZlsXdvr3SZpP8bAYJuTUpw&oe=6783A469 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | Want to shop smart? 💸 Win a FREE $500 Amazon gift card. Instant access and endless shopping options. Tap here to claim your gift card now! 🎁 | Giveaway Today | 146 | https://www.facebook.com/61564657756157/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 2661413 | 1 | active | 1/7/25, 6:12 PM | 6/12/25, 2:46 AM | 1736295149 | 1749714413 | 2231 | yourgiveawayday.online | Learn more | VIDEO | CLICK NOW FOR $500 Amazon 👉 | https://yourgiveawayday.online/f8BQvcMh1QNnSuVsDqZWBI2c55JE8BaAIU1Y6YDEjFw/?sid={{campaign.name}}&qs1={{adset.name}}&qs2={{ad.name}} | 3.89033567633E+14 | Giveaway Today | https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/472786547_1581246795850086_709641490287647891_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=109&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=ca1ZCq24LN0Q7kNvgHCZzSL&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=Ajf8w347rncP7LpoOCSI1JR&oh=00_AYAdgrrw27zgZbNrgpP8qBmoncjKVotxfBWXxkGi6Ec81w&oe=67837B16 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | Want to shop smart? 💸 Win a FREE $500 Amazon gift card. Instant access and endless shopping options. Tap here to claim your gift card now! 🎁 | Giveaway Today | 146 | https://www.facebook.com/61564657756157/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 2661423 | 1 | active | 1/7/25, 6:12 PM | 4/26/25, 7:40 PM | 1736295154 | 1745714455 | 2231 | instagram.com | Visit Instagram Profile | CAROUSEL | http://instagram.com/earthanimal1979 | 7.2997300042114E+14 | Earth Animal | https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/472558798_487325820656053_5405661815670657265_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=103&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=djdnxZZQn64Q7kNvgHah4wg&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=Ajf8w347rncP7LpoOCSI1JR&oh=00_AYDSk9ktTL6QvpBhLv_39zewBLyohYJaj1Kn0euSWg4sQg&oe=6783994F | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | Earth Animal | 132545 | https://www.facebook.com/EarthAnimal/ | 0 | VIEW_INSTAGRAM_PROFILE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 2661434 | 1 | active | 1/7/25, 6:12 PM | 6/12/25, 5:46 PM | 1736295156 | 1749768406 | 2231 | weareteachers.com | Learn More | CAROUSEL | Enter this Music Classroom Giveaway | https://www.weareteachers.com/contest/plank-road-music-giveaway-january/ | 93919173707 | WeAreTeachers | https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/472711962_470664705821187_849059773207817191_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=103&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=N2cPWd96FbYQ7kNvgHkVbib&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=Ajf8w347rncP7LpoOCSI1JR&oh=00_AYCEXefP38dR-9H1KS838BNEFofuwgWFDBEo1NTm7AIpOg&oe=67837CBD | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | WeAreTeachers | 1831370 | https://www.facebook.com/WeAreTeachers/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 2661433 | 1 | active | 1/7/25, 6:12 PM | 6/18/25, 2:46 PM | 1736295156 | 1750275963 | 2231 | weareteachers.com | Learn More | CAROUSEL | Enter this Music Classroom Giveaway | https://www.weareteachers.com/contest/plank-road-music-giveaway-january/ | 93919173707 | WeAreTeachers | https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/472711962_470664705821187_849059773207817191_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=103&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=N2cPWd96FbYQ7kNvgHkVbib&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=Ajf8w347rncP7LpoOCSI1JR&oh=00_AYCEXefP38dR-9H1KS838BNEFofuwgWFDBEo1NTm7AIpOg&oe=67837CBD | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | WeAreTeachers | 1831370 | https://www.facebook.com/WeAreTeachers/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 2661435 | 1 | active | 1/7/25, 6:12 PM | 6/8/25, 10:05 PM | 1736295156 | 1749438301 | 2231 | weareteachers.com | Learn More | CAROUSEL | Enter this Music Classroom Giveaway | https://www.weareteachers.com/contest/plank-road-music-giveaway-january/ | 93919173707 | WeAreTeachers | https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/472711962_470664705821187_849059773207817191_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=103&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=N2cPWd96FbYQ7kNvgHkVbib&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=Ajf8w347rncP7LpoOCSI1JR&oh=00_AYCEXefP38dR-9H1KS838BNEFofuwgWFDBEo1NTm7AIpOg&oe=67837CBD | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | WeAreTeachers | 1831370 | https://www.facebook.com/WeAreTeachers/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 2661441 | 1 | active | 1/7/25, 6:12 PM | 4/24/25, 2:35 PM | 1736295157 | 1745523354 | 2231 | weareteachers.com | Learn More | CAROUSEL | Enter this Music Classroom Giveaway | https://www.weareteachers.com/contest/plank-road-music-giveaway-january/ | 93919173707 | WeAreTeachers | https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/472842519_9672660689431798_2099756480071452072_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=101&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=zgYRV9Op5moQ7kNvgH_xtn-&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=AZ-NdF4mcnSQSb5O7VJRQ5J&oh=00_AYAwx7Xiu-gCJq2cmDvvRHVtwLFaZy7NbBkDg7oO9QQ2mg&oe=6783AF52 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | WeAreTeachers | 1831370 | https://www.facebook.com/WeAreTeachers/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 2661446 | 1 | active | 1/7/25, 6:12 PM | 6/8/25, 10:07 PM | 1736295158 | 1749438428 | 2231 | instagram.com | Visit Instagram profile | IMAGE | https://www.instagram.com/_u/plazapaseoreal | 1.3076733360067E+14 | Plaza Paseo Real | https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/472788658_1654710675457107_3880975012805494479_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=103&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=ifyJJ8qFe5wQ7kNvgHhx1JM&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=AZ-NdF4mcnSQSb5O7VJRQ5J&oh=00_AYC25Gv_wcX4iT2d1nfwYICf8VRl3hmG-fWCGcfv9s1D6g&oe=6783996E | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | What better way to welcome 2025 than with a giveaway? We're leaving 2024 behind and saying, "Happy New Year!" To start the year off right, we're giving away a $200 gift card bundle to one lucky winner! To enter to win, follow @plazapaseoreal on Instagram and share what you’re looking forward to in 2025! The contest ends at 11:59 PM PST on January 16, 2025. Must be 18 or older to enter and win. Winner will be randomly selected and announced in the comments on January 17, 2025. The winner will have 48 hours to reply. If the winner does not reply within the required time, he or she forfeits the prize, and another winner will be selected. This giveaway is not sponsored or endorsed by Facebook or Instagram. NO PURCHASE OR PAYMENT OF ANY KIND IS NECESSARY TO ENTER OR WIN THIS SWEEPSTAKES. ⠀ #newyearsgiveaway #giveaway #entertowin #PlazaPaseoReal #Carlsbad #California | Plaza Paseo Real | 1011 | https://www.facebook.com/PlazaPaseoReal/ | 0 | VIEW_INSTAGRAM_PROFILE | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 2661366 | 1 | active | 1/7/25, 6:12 PM | 6/5/25, 10:09 PM | 1736295133 | 1749179352 | 2231 | appointnow.com | Book now | IMAGE | Home | By providing a mobile number, I agree that Conshohocken Dental Arts may send me automated appointment and dental marketing messages at the number I provided above. I understand my consent is not required for purchase. | https://www.appointnow.com/?P=4251&O=102&PT=0&campaignID&rnd=638140644765267680 | 1.7801066239131E+14 | Conshohocken Dental Arts | https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/472815583_1264826154571879_4863537402004044058_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=103&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=bGpaS4F33JYQ7kNvgGonTvS&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=AGUlWap163M8G5t1kMd3yDK&oh=00_AYD6sRZS4o470eWU9FlpP2yOrRf682trwZhKWGak1UsMEQ&oe=67838273 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | Wouldn’t you like to roll into 2025 with the chance to win a brand new Volkswagen Taos?!😱😱😱 To enter into this giveaway all you have to do is become a patient! Already a patient? Each referral you give us will earn you 3 entries! Call (610) 701-0102 to schedule or visit the link! https://www.appointnow.com/?P=4251&O=102&PT=0&campaignID=&rnd=638140644765267680 #dentist #conshohocken #conshohockenpa #montgomerycounty #montgomerycountydentist #bestdentist #cda #Invisalign #invisalignsmile #invisalignprovider #invisalignjourney #invisalignpa #straightteeth #whiteteeth #beautiful #confident #whitening #whiteteeth #conshohockendentalarts#referandwinatconshohockendentalarts #referandwin #smile #smile #philadelphia #familydentist #childrensdentist #cosmeticdentist | Conshohocken Dental Arts | 176 | https://www.facebook.com/100042657806186/ | 0 | BOOK_TRAVEL | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 2661421 | 1 | active | 1/7/25, 6:12 PM | 6/5/25, 10:17 PM | 1736295153 | 1749179872 | 2231 | yourgiveawayday.online | Learn More | DCO | CLICK NOW FOR $500 Amazon 👉 | {{product.description}} | https://yourgiveawayday.online/f8BQvcMh1QNnSuVsDqZWBI2c55JE8BaAIU1Y6YDEjFw/?sid={{campaign.name}}&qs1={{adset.name}}&qs2={{ad.name}} | 3.89033567633E+14 | Giveaway Today | https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/472787446_1144807143942265_5422151912481163274_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=104&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=Q5ybahtMNAkQ7kNvgHaAPyx&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=Ajf8w347rncP7LpoOCSI1JR&oh=00_AYBfAUdlJ0D6sGtG-kFaXlt5bLbO4cicsbzmeotifdwipg&oe=6783A500 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | Want to shop smart? 💸 Win a FREE $500 Amazon gift card. Instant access and endless shopping options. Tap here to claim your gift card now! 🎁 | Giveaway Today | 146 | https://www.facebook.com/61564657756157/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 2661352 | 1 | active | 1/7/25, 6:12 PM | 4/24/25, 10:50 AM | 1736295128 | 1745509851 | 2231 | IMAGE | 1.1086137872327E+14 | Dixie's Bistro Plano | https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/472873175_1593058874665124_7474780229288909645_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=108&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=znThYd5bMkYQ7kNvgHaBPHn&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=A1yscoCQQjfcpmfDKugBZ0n&oh=00_AYBwHAME7XvHhEZkMjYX_wiLALQ86Ux0t1oke6U2YjsAAg&oe=678396DF | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | January 2nd through January 30th, enter the $50 A Day Giveaway for a chance to win 1 of 22 $50 cash prizes. Every day starting January 2nd, a winning ticket will be posted on our winner board through January 30th. Visit us today to enter and get your game on! Located at 623 W US Highway 34 Unit B in Plano | Dixie's Bistro Plano | 40 | https://www.facebook.com/100094310342318/ | 0 | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 2661420 | 1 | active | 1/7/25, 6:12 PM | 4/24/25, 3:28 PM | 1736295152 | 1745526526 | 2231 | yourgiveawayday.online | Learn More | DCO | CLICK NOW FOR $500 Amazon 👉 | {{product.description}} | https://yourgiveawayday.online/rhuJ6RojnPCsyDmOqbIKoZ62ANLSKuxiYdziNquroSU/?sid={{campaign.name}}&qs1={{adset.name}}&qs2={{ad.name}} | 3.89033567633E+14 | Giveaway Today | https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/473038298_522971560902545_4900771356719940966_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=101&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=SfZH0O9JYOgQ7kNvgE3-6dS&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=Ajf8w347rncP7LpoOCSI1JR&oh=00_AYCLkD4awYpxCzUKZkvVUOYZXuN9cDGPKkaJ5jM0inOUuQ&oe=67838EFA | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | Want to shop smart? 💸 Win a FREE $500 Amazon gift card. Instant access and endless shopping options. Tap here to claim your gift card now! 🎁 | Giveaway Today | 146 | https://www.facebook.com/61564657756157/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 2661384 | 1 | active | 1/7/25, 6:12 PM | 5/3/25, 5:02 PM | 1736295141 | 1746309727 | 2231 | instagram.com | Learn More | CAROUSEL | https://www.instagram.com/mendi.io/ | 7.2755288093028E+14 | Mendi.io | https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/472833770_9403099479708804_5776364211756263065_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=108&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=dH6DJVJBYagQ7kNvgE-IYMp&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=Aok3YOI6iARasEBPQpxTXGl&oh=00_AYBjBU5NNQw1ystH58EYk-adBl55Aqj_gczNEe-u1Ja8_g&oe=6783A01F | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | Mendi.io | 9325 | https://www.facebook.com/mendi.io/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 2661407 | 1 | active | 1/7/25, 6:12 PM | 6/6/25, 2:31 AM | 1736295147 | 1749195073 | 2231 | yourgiveawayday.online | Learn More | DCO | CLICK NOW FOR $500 Amazon 👉 | {{product.description}} | https://yourgiveawayday.online/f8BQvcMh1QNnSuVsDqZWBI2c55JE8BaAIU1Y6YDEjFw/?sid={{campaign.name}}&qs1={{adset.name}}&qs2={{ad.name}} | 3.89033567633E+14 | Giveaway Today | https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/472863179_1638249196825302_6600861388323815356_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=101&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=olqoH6qIi5UQ7kNvgF8CF2-&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=Aok3YOI6iARasEBPQpxTXGl&oh=00_AYARWUkg38T7dH3lRszCi650ZlsXdvr3SZpP8bAYJuTUpw&oe=6783A469 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | Want to shop smart? 💸 Win a FREE $500 Amazon gift card. Instant access and endless shopping options. Tap here to claim your gift card now! 🎁 | Giveaway Today | 146 | https://www.facebook.com/61564657756157/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 2661372 | 1 | active | 1/7/25, 6:12 PM | 4/24/25, 5:28 PM | 1736295137 | 1745533735 | 2231 | bit.ly | Learn more | VIDEO | http://bit.ly/Yearofclean2025 | 33804176629 | Earth Friendly Products | https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/472839109_1157984205892621_970709973280867344_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=110&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=cNRzx-0ZwxoQ7kNvgGkTAs2&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=AGUlWap163M8G5t1kMd3yDK&oh=00_AYDaJMa_bbGVJFORl1BHEwYmdsxATZOD-BIjDvRzU33MbA&oe=67837EB1 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | 📣GIVEAWAY! Say hello to your cleanest year yet! What if you never had to clean your home again—for an entire year? 🤯 With the Year of Clean Sweepstakes, that could be your reality. ✨ We’re giving one lucky winner a whole year of professional home cleaning services and a full lineup of ECOS cleaning products to keep things fresh between visits. But that’s not all—10 runners-up will also win a complete ECOS cleaning kit to transform their routine! Sound like a dream? Don’t wait—enter now at the link in bio and stories! Let’s make this your Year of Clean. 🌿🧼 #YearOfClean #ECOScleans #ForTheCleanerGood #EcoFriendlyCleaning #GreenLiving #CleaningHacks #SustainableHome #EcoHome #CleanAndGreen #CleanLiving #TidySpaces #EcoFriendlyProducts | Earth Friendly Products | 106135 | https://www.facebook.com/ECOScleans/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 2661351 | 1 | active | 1/7/25, 6:12 PM | 6/6/25, 4:55 AM | 1736295127 | 1749203753 | 2231 | Call now | IMAGE | Boone Valley Farm | Boone Valley Farm is a gorgeous wedding venue on a 120 acre working farm in Northern Kentucky. | 1.0214502599975E+14 | Boone Valley Farm | https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/472711327_1139448184240632_738436916881537616_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=101&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=5tcoBcRXQtYQ7kNvgEPLpnC&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=A1yscoCQQjfcpmfDKugBZ0n&oh=00_AYAL0z1pYqngoyuFRkyaTEt-DZ5LtY5nhoGIBsxg8NESNw&oe=6783A406 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | Our wedding giveaway is back! We are hand selecting another lucky couple to be given the wedding venue of their dreams at Boone Valley Farm, a wedding and event venue located on a 120 acre working farm in Verona, Kentucky. Giveaway Specifics: 🤎All entries must be submitted on-site at one of our drop-in showings on January 19, 2025 or February 16, 2025 between 9AM - 1PM 🤎Boone Valley Farm will giveaway use of their gorgeous wedding venue to the couple hand selected by venue ownership. 🤎This giveaway is for the venue only and does not include any additional vendors or services (catering, alcohol, entertainment, etc.). 🤎Boone Valley Farm will provide date availability to the winning couple and cannot guarantee any specific dates. 🤎Boone Valley Farm will contact the winning couple directly. Do not respond to any social media messages or posts asking for additional information that are not directly from us. The winner will be selected after February 16, 2025. Learn more about Boone Valley Farm at www.BooneValleyFarm.com and be sure to like and follow us on Facebook (www.facebook.com/BooneValleyFarm) and Instagram (@BooneValleyFarm). | Boone Valley Farm | 534 | https://www.facebook.com/BooneValleyFarm/ | 0 | CALL_NOW | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 2661424 | 1 | active | 1/7/25, 6:12 PM | 4/24/25, 6:43 PM | 1736295154 | 1745538210 | 2231 | instagram.com | Visit Instagram Profile | CAROUSEL | http://instagram.com/earthanimal1979 | 7.2997300042114E+14 | Earth Animal | https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/472558798_487325820656053_5405661815670657265_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=103&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=djdnxZZQn64Q7kNvgHah4wg&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=Ajf8w347rncP7LpoOCSI1JR&oh=00_AYDSk9ktTL6QvpBhLv_39zewBLyohYJaj1Kn0euSWg4sQg&oe=6783994F | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | Earth Animal | 132545 | https://www.facebook.com/EarthAnimal/ | 0 | VIEW_INSTAGRAM_PROFILE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 2661395 | 1 | active | 1/7/25, 6:12 PM | 4/24/25, 7:16 PM | 1736295144 | 1745540186 | 2231 | Bulls.com/Tickets | Learn More | DCO | Official Bulls vs. Wizards Tickets | {{product.description}} | https://www.nba.com/bulls/tickets/single?utm_source=meta&utm_medium=cpc&utm_term=&utm_content=image-pridenight-giveaway-011025-asc&utm_campaign=singlegametickets | 37152881613 | Chicago Bulls | https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/472957985_631158062668342_1373114952159728324_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=111&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=NNJlCfSMAtsQ7kNvgEyEaaZ&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=Aok3YOI6iARasEBPQpxTXGl&oh=00_AYBaV4s6FsHF9pnMmfuyJnQoR9dmudXR1WbMDrVdbVe_9g&oe=67839799 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | 🧢 Get a BMO Artist Series Hat giveaway on Jan. 10, designed by ELLOO *available while supplies last | Chicago Bulls | 16472677 | https://www.facebook.com/chicagobulls/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 2661348 | 1 | active | 1/7/25, 6:12 PM | 6/2/25, 5:54 PM | 1736295127 | 1748904873 | 2231 | Send message | MULTI_IMAGES | 4.6663193320676E+14 | Daffodilly Sourdough | https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/472719487_1157971139082375_2111891720791251793_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=107&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=GmaoNDkgLVUQ7kNvgEAgReY&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=A1yscoCQQjfcpmfDKugBZ0n&oh=00_AYApmlUuHk3SeyRRdgUthvRRgMBE8GVsvibO2Lf-jP_Q4Q&oe=67839C7B | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | And now the 100 fan 🚨GIVEAWAY🚨! I am offering one of my favorite and most popular sourdough breads to one lucky fan. You may choose between jalapeño cheddar, blueberry lemon, or plain sourdough. Please TAG a sourdough loving friend below that you’d share your bread with. One post per person, per day please. The giveaway will end this Friday 1/10, at noon CST. To be eligible to win you must LIKE this page and be able to pick up the sourdough loaf this Sunday 1/12, on the south side of Sheboygan. I will announce the winner on Friday evening by random number generator. Good luck! Start tagging your friends. Thank you for all of your support so far! ❤️ Let’s get to 200 likes for another giveaway! 😜 | Daffodilly Sourdough | 120 | https://www.facebook.com/61569104279494/ | 0 | MESSAGE_PAGE | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 2661416 | 1 | active | 1/7/25, 6:12 PM | 6/8/25, 10:05 PM | 1736295151 | 1749438348 | 2231 | yourgiveawayday.online | Learn more | IMAGE | CLICK NOW FOR $100 Walmart 👉 | https://yourgiveawayday.online/u0VOGtSrfXTIS4Nv3tsCQJPdbQ9xdXnlQvxlhKunlG4/?sid={{campaign.name}}&qs1={{adset.name}}&qs2={{ad.name}} | 3.89033567633E+14 | Giveaway Today | https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/472736573_1236670934061103_6175695414992541040_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=111&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=MrTnt4UwSFwQ7kNvgESf71B&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=Ajf8w347rncP7LpoOCSI1JR&oh=00_AYDmSBf2RKNES8qPIJKBp1K1JRPSnCFvdPR1bkyEbwbROg&oe=6783A0B7 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | Want to shop smart? 💸 Win a FREE $100 Walmart gift card. Instant access and endless shopping options. Tap here to claim your gift card now! 🎁 | Giveaway Today | 146 | https://www.facebook.com/61564657756157/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 2661393 | 1 | active | 1/7/25, 6:12 PM | 6/3/25, 9:43 PM | 1736295143 | 1749005033 | 2231 | Bulls.com/Tickets | Learn More | DCO | Official Bulls vs. Wizards Tickets | {{product.description}} | https://www.nba.com/bulls/tickets/single?utm_source=meta&utm_medium=cpc&utm_term=&utm_content=image-pridenight-giveaway-011025-asc&utm_campaign=singlegametickets | 37152881613 | Chicago Bulls | https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/472957985_631158062668342_1373114952159728324_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=111&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=NNJlCfSMAtsQ7kNvgEyEaaZ&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=Aok3YOI6iARasEBPQpxTXGl&oh=00_AYBaV4s6FsHF9pnMmfuyJnQoR9dmudXR1WbMDrVdbVe_9g&oe=67839799 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | 🧢 Get a BMO Artist Series Hat giveaway on Jan. 10, designed by ELLOO *available while supplies last | Chicago Bulls | 16472677 | https://www.facebook.com/chicagobulls/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 2661389 | 1 | active | 1/7/25, 6:12 PM | 6/3/25, 9:37 PM | 1736295143 | 1749004647 | 2231 | fb.me | Sign Up | DCO | Claim your $1,000 off LASIK | * Meet Dr. Ken Lindahl and his LASIK Team and ask all your questions * See how you can live without glasses or contacts * Learn about LASIK surgery & the newest technology * $1,000 off your LASIK procedure (must book your LASIK Consultation by January 31, 2025) * Book Free LASIK Consultation * Must attend seminar to be put into the Free LASIK Drawing.-scheduled for June 2025 | http://fb.me/ | 3.2094789462572E+14 | Rochester Eye And Laser Center | https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/472653450_1808804576558420_8516632795962364830_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=110&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=oxlRXlxDZkQQ7kNvgGaadlP&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=Aok3YOI6iARasEBPQpxTXGl&oh=00_AYDNEp0hQKeVlgxirCTMj2y6Axd6NAx6TsMVHCwI8xfh_g&oe=67839A8C | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | Come to the seminar and get chance to win a free LASIK procedure for attending and claim your $1,000 off! | Rochester Eye And Laser Center | 4613 | https://www.facebook.com/rochestereyecenter/ | 0 | SIGN_UP | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 2661391 | 1 | active | 1/7/25, 6:12 PM | 6/3/25, 9:37 PM | 1736295143 | 1749004626 | 2231 | fb.me | Sign Up | DCO | Claim your $1,000 off LASIK | * Meet Dr. Ken Lindahl and his LASIK Team and ask all your questions * See how you can live without glasses or contacts * Learn about LASIK surgery & the newest technology * $1,000 off your LASIK procedure (must book your LASIK Consultation by January 31, 2025) * Book Free LASIK Consultation * Must attend seminar to be put into the Free LASIK Drawing.-scheduled for June 2025 | http://fb.me/ | 3.2094789462572E+14 | Rochester Eye And Laser Center | https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/472653450_1808804576558420_8516632795962364830_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=110&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=oxlRXlxDZkQQ7kNvgGaadlP&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=Aok3YOI6iARasEBPQpxTXGl&oh=00_AYDNEp0hQKeVlgxirCTMj2y6Axd6NAx6TsMVHCwI8xfh_g&oe=67839A8C | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | Come to the seminar and get chance to win a free LASIK procedure for attending and claim your $1,000 off! | Rochester Eye And Laser Center | 4613 | https://www.facebook.com/rochestereyecenter/ | 0 | SIGN_UP | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 2661401 | 1 | active | 1/7/25, 6:12 PM | 6/2/25, 5:56 PM | 1736295146 | 1748904992 | 2231 | yourgiveawayday.online | Learn more | VIDEO | CLICK NOW FOR $100 Walmart 👉 | https://yourgiveawayday.online/u0VOGtSrfXTIS4Nv3tsCQJPdbQ9xdXnlQvxlhKunlG4/?sid={{campaign.name}}&qs1={{adset.name}}&qs2={{ad.name}} | 3.89033567633E+14 | Giveaway Today | https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/472717385_1358657475577444_7827888801190173273_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=104&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=1PyFUipYKGQQ7kNvgEhxXrR&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=Aok3YOI6iARasEBPQpxTXGl&oh=00_AYAWkQLbtrRmOFBDNKSfZrM-ZnucbgQJSsd2hy8TEUk4Gw&oe=6783A4C6 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | Want to shop smart? 💸 Win a FREE $100 Walmart gift card. Instant access and endless shopping options. Tap here to claim your gift card now! 🎁 | Giveaway Today | 146 | https://www.facebook.com/61564657756157/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 2661361 | 1 | active | 1/7/25, 6:12 PM | 6/6/25, 5:06 PM | 1736295131 | 1749247615 | 2231 | temu.com | Shop now | IMAGE | Temu | Explore the Latest Clothing, Beauty, Home, Jewelry & More | https://www.temu.com/ul/kuiper/un1.html?subj=feed-un&_bg_fs=1&_p_mat1_type=3&_p_jump_id=722&_x_vst_scene=adg&locale_override=211~~USD&goods_id=601099654417148&_p_rfs=1&_x_ads_channel=kol_metabca&_x_ads_sub_channel=influencer&_x_bg_adid=15940272&_x_ads_set={{campaign.id}}&_x_ads_id={{adset.id}}&_x_ads_creative_id={{ad.id}}&_x_ns_source={{site_source_name}}&_x_ns_placement={{placement}} | 1.8642686789120E+14 | Homebuyers65652 | https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/472715316_1564157824225234_4055080406035194680_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=105&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=-gZ3qNpgMiYQ7kNvgHDMKQs&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=AGUlWap163M8G5t1kMd3yDK&oh=00_AYAmDcpAyY55qOYlRaN5olrNutLGTKyNnCR4lACYCJvZ3Q&oe=678398C1 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | $0! I got this for free🛒@temu 🆓 I found a Temu giveaway!! new app users can get this for $0 🤩The prices are affordable on Temu 🎁 Click the link below 🔍 to grab your free gift 🧡 Only for Temu new app users & Qualifying order needed #temufinds #temu #temushopping #temuhaul #shopnow #instagood #foryou #trending #savemoney #shopping#gift | Homebuyers65652 | 21313 | https://www.facebook.com/61554959308508/ | 0 | SHOP_NOW | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 2661439 | 1 | active | 1/7/25, 6:12 PM | 6/6/25, 9:18 PM | 1736295157 | 1749262700 | 2231 | edmentum.com | Learn more | IMAGE | $500 gift cards for 3 lucky winners | Enter Today to Win $500 | https://info.edmentum.com/HolidayGiveaway_Form24?utm_campaign=us_all_2024-11_all_GiveawayAnnouncement&utm_medium=paid_social&utm_source=facebook | 2.6035178075032E+14 | Edmentum | https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/472759129_1290935538651776_6019599476263706392_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=101&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=WCJTxmggsH0Q7kNvgGrRwk-&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=AZ-NdF4mcnSQSb5O7VJRQ5J&oh=00_AYDzmMrHeCaA3mnylYsaMdZnK-K3EXNsWtwIGubCPKhlZQ&oe=67837E60 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | Extended Educator Giveaway deadline is January 12! Don't forget to DOUBLE YOUR CHANCES to win. | Edmentum | 23247 | https://www.facebook.com/Edmentum/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 2661437 | 1 | active | 1/7/25, 6:12 PM | 6/6/25, 9:18 PM | 1736295157 | 1749262713 | 2231 | edmentum.com | Learn more | IMAGE | $500 gift cards for 3 lucky winners | Enter Today to Win $500 | https://info.edmentum.com/HolidayGiveaway_Form24?utm_campaign=us_all_2024-11_all_GiveawayAnnouncement&utm_medium=paid_social&utm_source=facebook | 2.6035178075032E+14 | Edmentum | https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/472786818_1105109101015794_4591924297859881623_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=110&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=l9Bl1ffYg_EQ7kNvgGqz_3m&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=AZ-NdF4mcnSQSb5O7VJRQ5J&oh=00_AYDDwbRo1RHx32fF9WISrQuG4ZQPfMqdtK6yuH-KGYuj5Q&oe=67839049 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | Extended Educator Giveaway deadline is January 12! Don't forget to DOUBLE YOUR CHANCES to win. | Edmentum | 23247 | https://www.facebook.com/Edmentum/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 2661342 | 1 | active | 1/7/25, 6:12 PM | 6/6/25, 9:50 PM | 1736295125 | 1749264611 | 2231 | ticketmaster.com | Get Offer | DCO | Bobblehead Night = Nods of Approval | {{product.description}} | https://www.ticketmaster.com/anaheim-ducks-vs-florida-panthers-anaheim-california-01-21-2025/event/090060DABDC64B86?brand=ducks&camefrom=cfc_ducks_2425_paidsocial_gudasbbh&utm_medium=paidsocial&utm_source=fb/ig&utm_campaign=gudasbbh | 99917438471 | Anaheim Ducks | https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/472246349_482346394883867_655905551040855390_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=104&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=xlJ6DR91JuYQ7kNvgH8QaPa&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=A1yscoCQQjfcpmfDKugBZ0n&oh=00_AYCVUApNyGPhYXAI7l3gaTPGoElE9e8XvtQSIixrQBlynw&oe=67838873 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | Heads up! It's a Gudas Bobblehead night presented by DigAlert. Don't miss out on this CAP-tivating giveaway and matchup! | Anaheim Ducks | 406091 | https://www.facebook.com/anaheimducks/ | 0 | GET_OFFER | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 2661369 | 1 | active | 1/7/25, 6:12 PM | 6/6/25, 11:44 PM | 1736295135 | 1749271480 | 2231 | offer.cybermark.com | Sign Up | CAROUSEL | Enter to Win a New Website | Ends Jan. 31st | https://offer.cybermark.com/website-giveaway?utm_source=social&utm_medium=cpc&utm_campaign=website-giveaway | 102514614563 | CyberMark International | https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/472238092_967712145274127_3780828107181132671_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=111&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=H2pW98urIqYQ7kNvgFCXzxr&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=AGUlWap163M8G5t1kMd3yDK&oh=00_AYDd5g8mZ8B8O068ja3PTQfUPL8LhtyHGeU9sdYJNJ9mqA&oe=67837A96 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | Ends Jan. 31st | CyberMark International | 2718 | https://www.facebook.com/CyberMarkIntl/ | 0 | SIGN_UP | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 2661392 | 1 | active | 1/7/25, 6:12 PM | 6/3/25, 9:35 PM | 1736295143 | 1749004559 | 2231 | fb.me | Sign Up | DCO | Claim your $1,000 off LASIK | * Meet Dr. Ken Lindahl and his LASIK Team and ask all your questions * See how you can live without glasses or contacts * Learn about LASIK surgery & the newest technology * $1,000 off your LASIK procedure (must book your LASIK Consultation by January 31, 2025) * Book Free LASIK Consultation * Must attend seminar to be put into the Free LASIK Drawing.-scheduled for June 2025 | http://fb.me/ | 3.2094789462572E+14 | Rochester Eye And Laser Center | https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/472653450_1808804576558420_8516632795962364830_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=110&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=oxlRXlxDZkQQ7kNvgGaadlP&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=Aok3YOI6iARasEBPQpxTXGl&oh=00_AYDNEp0hQKeVlgxirCTMj2y6Axd6NAx6TsMVHCwI8xfh_g&oe=67839A8C | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | Come to the seminar and get chance to win a free LASIK procedure for attending and claim your $1,000 off! | Rochester Eye And Laser Center | 4613 | https://www.facebook.com/rochestereyecenter/ | 0 | SIGN_UP | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 2661388 | 1 | active | 1/7/25, 6:12 PM | 6/3/25, 9:39 PM | 1736295142 | 1749004760 | 2231 | fb.me | Sign Up | DCO | Claim your $1,000 off LASIK | * Meet Dr. Ken Lindahl and his LASIK Team and ask all your questions * See how you can live without glasses or contacts * Learn about LASIK surgery & the newest technology * $1,000 off your LASIK procedure (must book your LASIK Consultation by January 31, 2025) * Book Free LASIK Consultation * Must attend seminar to be put into the Free LASIK Drawing.-scheduled for June 2025 | http://fb.me/ | 3.2094789462572E+14 | Rochester Eye And Laser Center | https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/472653450_1808804576558420_8516632795962364830_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=110&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=oxlRXlxDZkQQ7kNvgGaadlP&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=Aok3YOI6iARasEBPQpxTXGl&oh=00_AYDNEp0hQKeVlgxirCTMj2y6Axd6NAx6TsMVHCwI8xfh_g&oe=67839A8C | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | Come to the seminar and get chance to win a free LASIK procedure for attending and claim your $1,000 off! | Rochester Eye And Laser Center | 4613 | https://www.facebook.com/rochestereyecenter/ | 0 | SIGN_UP | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 2661339 | 1 | active | 1/7/25, 6:12 PM | 6/2/25, 5:58 PM | 1736295125 | 1748905137 | 2231 | fbweb.moboreader.net | Learn more | IMAGE | Read next chapter👉 | https://fbweb.moboreader.net/65282322-fb_contact-enp26_6-1226-core3.html?adid={{ad.id}}&char=124213&accid=1608252460124701&exdata=CC02B7B114E0CD21ED4BFC066D7BA7F70A69F6899075EF8C | 1.5912914394216E+14 | Hello reading | https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/472846544_962175105787133_385584230793008913_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=100&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=wIpBdmQm0BEQ7kNvgGaySuC&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=A1yscoCQQjfcpmfDKugBZ0n&oh=00_AYCHmuSqAWBM0wF7mWIFjjZokgXxFAFsSP7y8KM6pnlKKA&oe=678385A5 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | He divorced her because of cheating. She left a message: "You will regret it." 4 years later, he saw her on TV and introduced her as a top 100 female CEO, but she shone and attracted everyone's attention. He was frustrated and begged to win her back! ===== In the bustling, weathered heart of Orkset, flames erupted violently within an ancient apartment building. Propelled by gusts of wind, the fire devoured the structure, belching dense smoke and bright, searing tongues of flame. "Saved! They've been saved." The words echoed amidst the chaos. Firefighters emerged from the smoldering inferno, carrying Carrie Campbell to safety at the roadside. Her features, usually refined and expressive, were now smeared with soot; her sparkling eyes dimmed to a vacant gaze, hollow and lost. As reality seeped back into her consciousness, Carrie felt a rush of gratitude overpower her usual composure. Her voice, hoarse and weak, conveyed a profound "thank you" to her rescuers. Shaking, she fumbled for her phone, her fingertips quivering as they found the familiar number. "Hello, the person you are trying to reach is currently unavailable. Please try again later..." The automated message played after a few rings, leaving her with a lump in her throat, her unvoiced frustrations and sorrow welling up inside her. Bang! With a deafening roar, the explosion abruptly silenced the cold, mechanical voice echoing through the line. Carrie's head snapped upwards, shock painted on her face as she witnessed the apartment she had just exited erupt into flames. Chunks of debris were hurled into the air by the force of the blast, scattering across the sky. Panic engulfed the crowd as survivors, freshly rescued, screamed in terror. They huddled together, seeking solace in each other's arms, their cries piercing the tumultuous scene. In stark contrast, Carrie lay alone on a stretcher, her isolation magnified amidst the chaos. "Kristopher..." Fighting the dread creeping up her spine, Carrie pressed her lips together tightly and dialed her husband's number again, her resolve unwavering. Yet, the call disconnected after a few short rings, leaving her with a haunting silence. Just then, a Twitter notification flickered on her phone screen. The gossip feed was alive with the latest gossip: #LiseNash #MysteriouBoyfriend. According to the tweet, a producer from a well-known variety show had invited the renowned star Lise Nash to a dinner, which had quickly soured when she declined to partake in a toast. This act of defiance had sparked a confrontation, only to be interrupted by Lise's domineering boyfriend. He stormed into the private dining room, dismissing the producer with a dismissive wave and escorting Lise away. The tweet described the scene vividly, painting a picture of a powerful man defending his beloved partner. Yet, perhaps due to his prominence, only the back of the man was visible in the accompanying photos, preserving his anonymity. Meanwhile, Lise, donning an oversized suit jacket, beamed a smile, reaching out to clasp his hand as they departed together. Carrie's eyes were glued to the screen, her stare intense and unblinking as she absorbed the image before her. There he was--Kristopher Norris! The suit jacket draped carelessly over Lise was a dead giveaway. Every piece of clothing Kristopher owned had been meticulously tailored by a master craftsman abroad, a detail Carrie knew all too well. Her grip on her phone tightened, her knuckles blanching to a stark white, as if her very soul were being squeezed by an invisible hand, the pain sharp and acid-like in its intensity. In her most desperate moment, Kristopher had coldly disconnected their call, choosing instead to be at Lise's side. What was the worth of their two-year marriage? The tears she had been holding back now overwhelmed her, streaming down her face. Even as she tilted her head back in a futile attempt to stem the flow, the tears continued to escape. Lise had always been Kristopher's first love, a fact whispered and gossiped about among their circles. The Norris family had never approved of Lise, seeing her ordinary background as unfitting. Forced apart by family pressures, it had been Lise who ended things, but the past, it seemed, was not easily left behind. Kristopher had diligently pursued the leadership of the Norris family, harboring dreams of finally being with Lise. Yet, when he reached his goal, he discovered that Lise had already chosen another. In defiance of his family's expectations and perhaps out of bitterness, Kristopher turned to Carrie, a woman equally devoid of wealth or status, to become Mrs. Norris, thereby blocking any matchmaking attempts by his relatives. At that time, Carrie faced immense pressure from her father, Tristan Campbell, who was pushing her towards a marriage with a playboy, the son of a business associate, to cover her grandmother's steep medical expenses. Both Kristopher and Carrie, driven by their personal motives, consented to a marriage of convenience. Originally set for just one year, their contractual marriage stretched beyond its term, sustained by a shared understanding between them. Over time, Carrie began to believe in the authenticity of their union, never suspecting that it was merely an extension of her hopes. Just moments ago, a fire had nearly claimed Carrie's life. In that critical moment, she reached out to Kristopher, only to be twice rebuffed as he spent his time with Lise. This harsh reality shattered Carrie's illusions, revealing that her perceived transition from pretense to genuine relationship was nothing but a facade maintained by her own desires. Carrie wasn't even a temporary substitute in Kristopher's life but merely a pawn used to spite his family. After a poignant pause, tears welled up in Carrie's eyes, unstoppable and poignant. It might be time for her to release herself from the shackles of her own hopeful delusions--to stop deceiving herself. Chapter 2 Trending Topics The overwhelming number of injuries from the fire was staggering, straining the already frantic doctors and nurses as they tried to provide aid. Carrie had been merely grazed by a splintered clothes rack, which left a deep, jagged wound on her calf. In comparison to the chaos around her, her wounds seemed almost negligible. She managed to get basic care--a brisk cleaning and a quick wrap of bandages--at a local hospital before catching a cab back to her house. Bayview Villa, a grand property under Kristopher's name, was technically their matrimonial residence. Living alone had become the norm for Carrie, as Kristopher was hardly ever around. She had bid farewell to the housekeeper, discovering that her life could be quite adequately maintained with just takeout, deliveries, and the occasional visit from a part-time cleaner. Now, she found herself the sole occupant of the sprawling living room, sinking into the sofa, her gaze drifting across the empty space. The stark, monochrome decor did nothing to imbue warmth into the atmosphere. A chilling realization crept up on her: this vast, elegant space felt more like a colossal tomb, a silent grave for her lost years of youth and a love that had quietly slipped away. In this cold, echoing house, would anyone even notice if her breath ceased one day? Carrie exhaled a weary sigh, her frame heavy as she leaned against the cold wall for support, struggling up the stairs to her bedroom on the second floor. Each step was a battle, sending stabbing pains shooting through her from the surface of her skin down to her aching bones. The house, stark and hollow, echoed even the smallest sounds, magnifying her sense of isolation. It was today, amidst this profound silence, that Carrie truly grasped the all-encompassing nature of her loneliness--it was almost tangible, enveloping her senses with its texture and mournful whispers, tightening around her heart like a vice, producing a dull, relentless ache. Upon reaching the sanctuary of her bedroom, she collapsed onto the bed, the very embodiment of exhaustion, feeling it both physically and spiritually. Just as she surrendered to this weariness, the sharp ring of the phone pierced the silence. "You reached out to me earlier. What do you need?" Kristopher's voice cut through the line, cold and distant as ever. Carrie was caught off guard by his unexpected call. Words failed her as she parted her lips to respond, but before she could collect her thoughts, a soft, feminine voice floated through from the other end. "Kristopher, will you join me to..." A surge of emotions tightened Carrie's grip on the phone, her heart thumping louder with each second. Overwhelmed and unable to contain her rising panic, she demanded, "Who's there with you?" Kristopher gave no answer, merely stating in a flat, disinterested voice, "If there's something you need, let's catch up when I'm back. I have pressing engagements right now, so I must disconnect." He promptly ended the call, cutting off any chance for Carrie to reply. As the harsh beep of the disconnected line filled her ears, Carrie's lips twisted into a rueful grin. How utterly foolish she felt! Deep down, she knew his response all too well, yet she had clung to the hope of hearing his voice confirm it. With a sense of self-inflicted irony, Carrie activated her tablet and scrolled through the day's hot topics. One headline caught her eye: "A female star shielded from harassment at a dinner by her formidable partner." A wry smile twisted her lips. Carrie knew all too well what it was like to face harassment at those kinds of dinners. She vividly remembered her first major audition after her entering the showbiz; her agent had escorted her to a dinner with the influential director and producer of the drama series "Serene Sighs." As a novice in the dizzying world of showbiz, Carrie had felt incredibly vulnerable, uncertain of how to navigate the murky waters of such gatherings. The producer had eyed her shamelessly, sneering as he asked, "Is this the new talent you're introducing? She appears presentable, but I'm curious to see how she fares with a drink. Here's the deal, if you can gulp down this bottle in one go, I'll secure you an audition for the lead role." Carrie was inclined to decline, but under the relentless pressure from her agent, she found herself compelled to consume the entire bottle. As the evening wore on, she was hurriedly taken to the hospital suffering from a severe stomach ailment. Her agent, fretful about the prospect of the role slipping away to another, quickly settled the hospital charges and departed. At that time, Carrie found herself isolated in a hospital bed for several long days. Yet, even before Carrie could be released from the hospital, the media was abuzz with the announcement that Lise had secured the lead role in "Serene Sighs." Subsequently, her agent rebuked Carrie for her lack of ambition, complaining, "You are more appealing than Lise, so why can't you show more drive? She cozied up to Mr. Norris and hardly had to make an effort. She's surrounded by people eager to cater to her every need. I've heard that Mr. Norris personally orchestrated her landing the lead role in this production!" When the show premiered, Lise was catapulted into stardom, swiftly ascending to the elite echelons of the acting world. From that moment forward, Carrie let her acting aspirations wane and chose instead to devote herself entirely to supporting her husband, Kristopher. After all, no matter her efforts, she could never get the same career opportunities that Lise seemed to receive effortlessly with Kristopher's offhand remarks. At that time, Carrie had believed she was filling the role that was meant to be Lise's as Mrs. Norris, which meant she owed Lise. By giving up the career opportunities to Lise, Carrie thought they would settle their unspoken debt. However, Carrie hadn't foreseen that Lise would claim both the coveted career and Kristopher's affections. As Lise's professional and love life blossomed, Carrie came to the painful realization that she had been overly consumed with her romantic pursuits, at the expense of her career, and now, she found herself bereft of both love and professional fulfillment. With tears streaming down her face, Carrie viewed her past two years as tragically misguided. Given another opportunity, she resolved she wouldn't be so unguarded, letting her heart recklessly fall captive to Kristopher's charm. "Ms. Spencer, the new copyright contract is prepared. Please review it for any discrepancies." Her phone buzzed with the alert, snapping Carrie out of her reverie. She gazed at the PDF file attached in the message, her mind briefly overwhelmed. Under the pseudonym Katrina Spencer, Carrie had once made a name for herself as a budding screenwriter, selling numerous scripts in her early days. During her early career as Katrina, Carrie often sold her work for a pittance, compelled by her urgent need for immediate cash. Over the years, these scripts transformed into blockbuster films and hit series, catapulting Katrina's reputation to new heights. By this time, Carrie had married Kristopher and was no longer plagued by the financial woes that had once driven her to desperation--her grandmother's hefty medical bills were a thing of the past. With her financial crises resolved, Carrie's life had pivoted to domestic responsibilities, striving to be an exemplary wife to Kristopher. Amidst these changes, her pseudonym, Katrina Spencer, gradually receded into the background. However, her past as Katrina wasn't ready to be shelved just yet. Recently, an interested buyer had come forward, ready to pay a handsome sum for one of her old scripts. Carrie, however, was hesitant to sell. She raised several concerns about the contract presented to her, and to her astonishment, the buyer was genuine enough to revise it accordingly. Holding the revised contract in her hands, Carrie inhaled deeply, her resolve hardening. She seemed to have reached a crucial decision. Her fingers danced over her phone's keyboard with swift precision, typing out a firm command. "Create a divorce agreement following my terms and ensure it reaches Kristopher Norris at the Norris Group." Without pausing for a response, she placed her phone aside and limped toward the bathroom, each step echoing a blend of determination and newfound independence. Chapter 3 Exchange Of Conveniences Thirty minutes had passed, Carrie finally heaved herself up from the bathtub, her limbs feeling heavy and uncooperative. As she lifted her gaze, her own image in the mirror halted her movements--her skin appeared as smooth and impeccable as fine porcelain, glowing with an unblemished radiance. Her eyes, deep pools of allure, sparkled with an enchanting, soft warmth, inviting anyone who dared meet her gaze. Despite edging into her late twenties at twenty-five, she reveled in the fact that time had yet to etch its marks upon her flawless complexion. Surely, a woman with such a visage had no place for self-pity. Absorbed in her contemplation, Carrie carelessly extended her right leg onto the cold floor, forgetting it was the very limb she had injured. Wrapped excessively in cling film to shield it from moisture, the tight encasement had stifled her circulation, rendering her leg eerily numb. As her foot touched down, it betrayed her, slipping forward unexpectedly. "Ah!" Carrie gasped, her arms flailing in a frantic ballet, searching for a lifeline in the void. Just as she teetered on the brink of a painful rendezvous with the floor, the bathroom door burst open. Kristopher stood at the entrance, his suit immaculately tailored, creating a striking figure. As their eyes locked, he paused, visibly taken aback, then quickly closed the distance with brisk strides. Carrie's breath caught as Kristopher swept her up in a graceful bridal style, an unexpected tightness wrapping around her waist. Caught off guard by his sudden appearance, Carrie realized with a jolt that she was completely bare. A flush of embarrassment washed over her as she instinctively clutched her hands over her chest. This was their first moment of such intimacy since their wedding, and the discomfort made her toes curl inward, her skin blushing a delicate shade of pink. Kristopher looked down at her with a mischievous grin. "Let's be honest, there's not much to see," he teased gently. Feeling both mortified and slightly irritated, Carrie snapped back, "Oh, Mr. Norris, after all you've seen, I suppose nothing can impress you anymore." She carried her C-cup curves with understated charm, a touch of sensuality that outshone Lise's painfully flat, almost awkwardly rigid build. Yet Carrie knew well that without love, even the most perfect physique paled in comparison to the charm of one dearly cherished. Nonchalantly, Kristopher reached for a bathrobe hanging behind the door and draped it over her. His frown deepened at her comment. "What are you talking about, Carrie?" A thought seemed to strike him, and his expression grew even more impatient. "Tell me, did you send those divorce papers in the dead of night just to lure me back here--to catch you completely bare?" His tone was a mix of disbelief and annoyance. "I told you I was swamped with work. Was this dramatic display really necessary?" Carrie's temper flared at his accusatory tone, reigniting the tension between them. He was always so quick to lose patience with her. She wasn't the type to throw around words like divorce or breakups lightly. In fact, this was the first time she'd ever mentioned divorce in their two-year marriage, yet he seemed indifferent to her turmoil. He simply dismissed her concerns as if she were overreacting about trivial matters. Despite the throbbing pain in her leg, Carrie mustered her strength and said, "Put me down." Kristopher, however, paid no heed, his eyes scanning her leg swathed in bandages. His brow furrowed slightly. "What happened to your leg? Is this some elaborate ploy to lure me back?" At his words, a bitter laugh escaped Carrie. It seemed he viewed her as merely seeking attention, and in failing to capture it, she had likely concocted a story to draw him back, allowing her to dramatize her plight in his presence. With a blank face, she replied untruthfully, "It's a beauty treatment that shouldn't get wet." "Why did you suddenly decide to undergo such a treatment?" Kristopher inquired, his tone casual as he carried her outside, not pressing the issue further. His frame was large, and through his thin shirt, she could distinctly feel the warmth of his body and the defined shape of his chest muscles. The closeness created an uncomfortable tension for Carrie, who had resolved to end things once and for all. Her voice climbed involuntarily, sharper this time. "Oh, since when have you been concerned with such minor things, Mr. Norris?" For the first time, Kristopher witnessed her using biting sarcasm; it struck him as peculiarly amusing. With a calm demeanor, he responded, "You're my wife, it's only natural I'd be concerned about your well-being." "Really?" There was a somber note in Carrie's voice now. "It seems like you've never really regarded me as your wife. I'm scared that if I were to die, you wouldn't even know until much later." After all, at that very moment, Kristopher had been distracted, lost in moments with his first love, too consumed to lend an ear to her desperate pleas. Caught off guard by her accusation, Kristopher's eyes widened with surprise before he let out a disbelieving chuckle. "Carrie, what's brought on this sudden outburst of anger? Just because I was tied up this afternoon and missed your call? Perhaps I've been too indulgent with you lately, and it's made you a bit too presumptuous?" Carrie froze, startled. Was he accusing her of being too presumptuous? She realized their marriage had always been lopsided. In his eyes, she was nothing more than a transactional partner, a woman who had bartered her freedom for financial security. Their union was meant to be a mere exchange of conveniences, yet she had, quite foolishly, fallen deeply in love with him. In the tricky terrain of romance, the one who fell first invariably found themselves at a distinct disadvantage. Kristopher's dismissive reaction left Carrie reeling, her emotions dismissed as trifles, a tight knot of suffocation rising in her chest. "I said to put me down this instant!" Carrie exclaimed, jerking her head to the side, her voice laced with a sharp edge of impatience. Kristopher remained mute, effortlessly carrying her towards the bed before suddenly releasing his hold. Carrie felt a jolt as the support vanished, her heart skipping a beat as she instinctively grasped for him. Their bodies collided on the bed, her bathrobe teetering on the brink of decency, threatening to unravel with any minor shift. Propped on one elbow, Kristopher gazed down at her, his lips curled into a sly, teasing grin. "You wanted to be let go, didn't you? So why cling to me now?" His eyes, deep and sparkling like a midnight lake speckled with stars, captivated her. In those celestial depths, Carrie caught a glimpse of her own reflection. At times like this, she was misled into believing he harbored a deep affection. Sadly, his heart was a fortress reserved for Lise, and all Carrie had left were empty fantasies. "Boring!" she exclaimed, her voice devoid of any enthusiasm as she attempted to rise, her hand inadvertently brushing against something unexpected. The following moment brought a noticeable shift in his cock pressing against her stomach. "Don't move, or I can't promise what might happen next," he warned in a deep, gravelly voice. With a frown, Carrie internally cursed upon hearing the statement. It was an undeniable fact. Primal instincts steered the actions of men. Absence of affection didn't quell their basic desires. Yet, she dared not agitate Kristopher. Angling her face away, her body remained rigid, frozen in place. Carrie, feeling irked, shot back. "Didn't you say there's nothing here to see? What's with the reaction now, Mr. Norris? Are you really that easy to impress?" No sooner had her words flown than she grasped the potential repercussions of her sharp tongue. A wave of regret surged through Carrie, but instead of anger, Kristopher responded with a chuckle, "You are my wife, after all. Since that's something I can't alter, I might as well embrace it. Besides, it's been years since we became husband and wife--it would be a shame to neglect you completely." Chapter 4 Are You Out Of Your Mind? Kristopher slipped his hand beneath the folds of her bathrobe, his touch tracing the curve of Carrie's skin, as smooth and delicate as silk. He encircled her slender waist, drawing her closer with a gentle yet firm grip. Her face, a captivating canvas of defiance and visible irritation, ignited in him an uncontrollable urge to claim victory over her resistance. His breathing grew heavy, yet he remained composed, slowly removing his tailored suit. The fabric of his suit brushed lightly against Carrie's cheek, releasing a mix of scents: a familiar woody aroma intertwined with an unexpected zesty twist of lemon. It was unmistakably Jo Malone's Blue Agava and Cacao--Lise's signature scent. A surge of nausea overwhelmed Carrie at the realization. As Kristopher's eyes, now shaded with a stormy intensity, drew nearer to hers, the proximity conjured unwelcome visions of him with Lise. Her stomach churned violently, and with a sudden movement, she pushed him away, propping herself up with a jolt and a dry retch. "Ugh..." Her stomach had been empty all day, leaving her with nothing to bring up. The desire in Kristopher's gaze flickered out, replaced by a cold, detached expression as he withdrew slightly. Observing the genuine distress and the reddening of Carrie's eyes, Kristopher perceived her reaction for outright disgust at their closeness. He paused, fingers adjusting his shirt cuffs, his voice cold as he confronted her. "Carrie, is this reaction reserved only for me, or is it how you respond to all men?" The air in the room turned frosty, thick with tension. Carrie swallowed the sharp sting in her throat, her eyes widening in shock as she stared up at him. Ever since their marriage, she had cut ties with nearly all her male friends, yet here was Kristopher, casually tossing out comments sharp enough to cut glass. The years of love she had poured into their relationship now seemed utterly futile. Heat crept up her neck, coloring her cheeks a bright scarlet as indignation took hold. Without thinking, her hand flew up and delivered a stinging slap across Kristopher's face. All her suppressed grievances from the day ignited in that swift motion. Her bathrobe, loosened in the heat of the moment, slipped from her shoulders. Ignoring the flush of exposure, she swiftly gathered the fabric and draped it around herself, her movements quick and firm. The impact of her slap had left a light, crimson mark on Kristopher's cheek, marking him with her outrage. His eyes, wide with disbelief, met hers. "Carrie, are you out of your mind?" Out of her mind? Yes, she was clearly insane to ever fall for him in the first place. Carrie fumed silently, her heart pounding in her chest. Suddenly, the sharp buzz of the phone on the table cut through the mounting tension, its vibration bringing a brief respite from their standoff. Kristopher cast a fleeting glance at the message, shut off the phone with a snap, and strode towards the door, his back rigid with tension. Her voice, firm and unwavering, chased after him. "We're getting a divorce! Make sure you sign those papers before you walk out that door!" Kristopher paused briefly and said sharply, "I have something to do now. When I return, do whatever pleases you." With that, he forcefully shut the door. Carrie's eyes followed his unwavering exit, feeling an oppressive weight compressing her chest once again. She disregarded the sharp sting in her leg and hobbled determinedly toward her tablet. Fingers trembling, she hastily navigated to Lise's Twitter page. Lise had just uploaded a new tweet. The photo showed her lying down with a fever patch adhered to her forehead, still enveloped in Kristopher's familiar jacket. The caption read, "Being sick makes me extra clingy. Wishing I had someone here. Stay cozy and take care, everyone!" The simultaneous timing of these two events made it almost impossible for Carrie not to suspect that Kristopher had dashed off to tend to Lise. Carrie's instincts loudly proclaimed that this was no accident; Lise had deliberately sought to tug at Kristopher's heartstrings. It appeared her tactics were effective. Not even Carrie's stark threat of divorce could overshadow Lise's theatrical display of vulnerability. Seething with fury, Carrie quaked like a leaf swept into a storm. She steeled herself against the heartache, forcefully ripping the plastic wrap from her aching leg. After her lengthy soak, the bath's lingering moisture had infiltrated her skin, inflaming the wound until it was a vivid, angry red and painfully swollen. She, too, could be clingy. Even in the harshest times back in the county, she had shown vulnerability, breaking down into soft sobs within the comforting arms of her grandmother, especially that one time she got burned by the scalding kettle. But such vulnerability had its time and place, and it wasn't now. The stark reality of Kristopher's exit forced Carrie to confront her need for self-reliance. Biting down hard on her lip, Carrie cleaned the throbbing wound with a practiced hand before securely wrapping it anew. She rose with a newfound resolve and yanked a black suitcase from the far end of her expansive walk-in closet--it held all the belongings she'd brought into this house as a hopeful bride. She grabbed a fresh set of clothes to slip into and left a bank card neatly on the bedside table. She had transferred every penny she'd earned over the past year onto that card, effectively settling her financial entanglements with Kristopher over the last two years and cutting him out of her life for good. Dragging the heavy suitcase behind her, she limped painfully out of the opulent villa. As she passed through the gate, she wrapped her baseball jacket more tightly around her slight figure, her silhouette hauntingly solitary in the enveloping darkness. The night air of early spring was bitingly cold, devoid of any trace of warmth, a chill that seemed almost faint compared to the ice forming in Carrie's shattered heart. She had arrived here with nothing but a suitcase and a heart full of dreams, and now she was leaving, dreams crumbled, utterly alone. A bitter laugh slipped through her lips. If only she hadn't fallen so hard for him, if only she'd proposed an amicable separation at the end of their agreed year, maybe she wouldn't be wandering now, a lost soul in the shadow of her former self. Lise didn't have to lift a finger, and Carrie had already fallen, utterly broken and beyond redemption. Chapter 5 A Gathering Meanwhile, in the Oasis Club, renowned as the priciest spot in Orkset, the air within the VIP room crackled with excitement. Under the spell of bright lights and thumping music, a diverse group of men and women lounged together, basking in the exclusivity of the setting. Suddenly, the door burst open, revealing Kristopher in the doorway. The karaoke session halted abruptly as the crowd turned to greet him in unison, voices mingling. "Kristopher..." Before they could utter another word, a woman cloaked from head to toe stepped out from behind him. Lise, with a fluid motion, removed her mask and slid her arm through Kristopher's. She addressed the room with a poised charm. "My assistant took a sudden leave, and I found myself without company. Not keen on spending the evening alone, I invited Kristopher to join me. I trust that's alright?" Lise's beauty was without question. Her face was a delicate composition of cherry lips and a sculpted nose, framed by eyes that shimmered with a vulnerable allure, commanding a protective fervor from those around her--her presence, ethereal. In contrast, Carrie's features were more pronounced, her beauty vivid and striking. Lise, by comparison, carried a softer, more understated elegance. Yet, as it often goes, matters of the heart followed no simple paths. While Kristopher and Carrie were married, it was in name only; Kristopher seemed detached and seldom included her in private social events. The group didn't have much of a relationship with Carrie, leading them to feel no obligation to defend her. Upon hearing Lise's comment, a moment of discomfort rippled through the air. Nonetheless, they quickly recovered, offering a congenial smile as they said, "We're all friends here; let's not bother with formalities." Lise offered a subtle, knowing smile, as she gracefully accompanied Kristopher into the bustling room. The event that evening had been meticulously planned to express appreciation for Kristopher's contributions. As they stepped into the room, the crowd parted like the sea, making way for them to proceed to the seats of honor. The group's leader handed Kristopher a glass of wine with a flourish, proclaiming with a broad grin, "We truly owe you a debt of gratitude, Mr. Norris! Your exceptional talents are the talk of the town, and witnessing them firsthand today only confirms it. Without your expertise, securing this contract would have been a fantasy!" Their gathering marked the launch of a novel shopping platform, one that had been in negotiation with numerous local brands in Orkset. But the scenario changed dramatically when the tech giant JoyBuy dramatically entered the scene, stirring up the competitive landscape. Competing with JoyBuy was akin to the classic David versus Goliath tale--hopelessly daunting. In a surge of desperation, they turned to Kristopher, reaching out through a network of connections for his renowned strategic prowess. With his characteristic swiftness, Kristopher hatched an ingenious plan and swiftly secured the deal, snatching it from the clutches of JoyBuy right before the business association could ink their agreement--a masterful coup that reverberated success. This remarkable turnaround only intensified the already deep respect everyone held for Kristopher. Albin Murray, beaming with pride, couldn't help but boast, "Ah, just look at the caliber of his friends! They thought they could steal deals right under our noses, obviously underestimating Kristopher's clout!" Albin, born into the wealthy Murray family, counted himself among Kristopher's closest friends. He was renowned for his sprawling social web--a network through which the desperate plea for help was channeled to Kristopher. Meanwhile, Kristopher himself, the focus of all their discussions, reclined nonchalantly on the couch, bathed in the soft glow of the overhead lights. He was well-versed in the art of receiving compliments; thus, his expression stayed calm and detached. The ambient light sculpted his angular features, casting dramatic shadows that emphasized his high nose bridge and sharply cut jawline, as though he were a living masterpiece. His natural grace and detachment eclipsed any terrestrial magnificence. Following a sequence of celebratory toasts, when it became apparent that Kristopher merely touched his glass without truly drinking, the rest of the company toned down their conversation, allowing him a moment of repose with his eyes gently shut. Lise, slightly feverish, opted not to indulge in the spirits, choosing instead to sit in serene silence next to Kristopher, her eyes lingering on him with a look of deep, unmistakable adoration. Albin, captivated by the seemingly perfect pair, pondered the whims of destiny. He discreetly captured their image with his smartphone and nonchalantly shared it across his social networks. As the evening progressed and the liquor dwindled, the room's door swung open anew. Kristopher's personal assistant, Oliver Brooks, made his entrance, acknowledging the gathering with a courteous nod that bordered on respect but avoided groveling, swiftly positioning himself in front of Kristopher. Silence hung in the air, yet Lise, unable to contain her curiosity, leaned in and whispered, "What's going on?" Oliver, maintaining his focus on Kristopher, chose not to respond directly to her. A flush of embarrassment tinted Lise's cheeks as she turned towards Kristopher, hesitatingly inquiring, "Should I leave?" Kristopher adjusted his posture, his voice low and calm as he instructed, "Go ahead, speak." A shiver of apprehension coursed through Oliver as he tentatively began, "Mr. Norris, Mrs. Norris has departed from Bayview Villa, and..." &10& | Hello reading | 49985 | https://www.facebook.com/61552535188096/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 2661347 | 1 | active | 1/7/25, 6:12 PM | 6/6/25, 12:42 AM | 1736295127 | 1749188534 | 2231 | offer.cybermark.com | Learn more | VIDEO | Enter to Win a New Website! | Don't Miss Out | https://offer.cybermark.com/website-giveaway?utm_source=social&utm_medium=cpc&utm_campaign=website-giveaway | 102514614563 | CyberMark International | https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/472787522_621740040256410_7447993956150937607_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=107&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=-eHg2Q7J1bYQ7kNvgHWpCay&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=A1yscoCQQjfcpmfDKugBZ0n&oh=00_AYDoKg1q5CkOV0DWgKq2UWos1EiMkxTxpWsnrXFuAm7t7w&oe=67838277 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | Hey, local business owners! 👋 Does your website feel a little... outdated? Let’s fix that. Enter our contest to WIN a FREE Firestarter Website package and start 2025 with a website that: ✨ Looks incredible on any device. ✨ Attracts more leads effortlessly. ✨ Shows off your brand like a pro. Visit bit.ly/cybermark-giveaway to enter your business or nominate a friend! The deadline is 11:59 PM MST on January 31st! | CyberMark International | 2718 | https://www.facebook.com/CyberMarkIntl/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 2661378 | 1 | active | 1/7/25, 6:12 PM | 6/2/25, 5:53 PM | 1736295140 | 1748904823 | 2231 | MULTI_IMAGES | 1.5465923124256E+14 | CinCity Harley-Davidson | https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/472434048_1133885498444075_4804618979159956388_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=107&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=sqmQYFg_NtEQ7kNvgEmA01N&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=AGUlWap163M8G5t1kMd3yDK&oh=00_AYDi3zQasK3ajgN6p3opuX7TSMk1ZvWi9Hzc5OGVm5Q9IA&oe=67839318 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | Rev up your Saturday! Kick off our FIRST event of 2025 with an afternoon of fun, prizes, and Harley-Davidson spirit at CinCity's Bingo Bash/Scavenger Hunt 😎 Here’s what’s happening: 🎯 Scavenger Hunt Bingo Game: Complete fun and creative tasks- bring your camera phone to help fill your card! Complete 5 in a row to receive an exclusive completion prize! Complete 5 in a row x2 for an extra entry toward the raffle! 🎟 $200 Gift Card Raffle: Turn in your bingo card for a chance to win big at 3:00! Get 1 extra entry for completing extra tasks! *Do not have to be present to win!* 🎁 H-D Gift Basket Giveaway: Guess how many pieces of candy are in the jar for your chance to win an H-D basket of goodies! 🍕 Free Pizza & Beer: Enjoy some bites and brews while you play. 🎰 Collect the first event sticker of the year! Every event throughout the year will have its very own customized sticker! 📅 Date: Saturday, January 11th 🕛 Time: 12 PM – 3 PM 📍 Location: CinCity Harley-Davidson, Cincinnati OH Gather your friends, grab your phone, and come ready to win. Let’s make it a Bingo Bash to remember! *Please drink responsibly. Gift card cannot be used toward the purchase of a motorcycle* | CinCity Harley-Davidson | 26120 | https://www.facebook.com/CinCityHD/ | 0 | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 2661385 | 1 | active | 1/7/25, 6:12 PM | 4/28/25, 6:13 PM | 1736295141 | 1745881985 | 2231 | instagram.com | Learn More | CAROUSEL | https://www.instagram.com/mendi.io/ | 7.2755288093028E+14 | Mendi.io | https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/472833770_9403099479708804_5776364211756263065_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=108&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=dH6DJVJBYagQ7kNvgE-IYMp&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=Aok3YOI6iARasEBPQpxTXGl&oh=00_AYBjBU5NNQw1ystH58EYk-adBl55Aqj_gczNEe-u1Ja8_g&oe=6783A01F | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | Mendi.io | 9325 | https://www.facebook.com/mendi.io/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 2661397 | 1 | active | 1/7/25, 6:12 PM | 6/2/25, 6:03 PM | 1736295144 | 1748905387 | 2231 | Send message | IMAGE | 3.0504532655598E+14 | Carden International Circus | https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/472806316_623907160096857_7191065186372102435_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=110&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=VixPv6JEAfcQ7kNvgGhiW9W&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=Aok3YOI6iARasEBPQpxTXGl&oh=00_AYAk8sCfH0McGWBKtbqUocQW__kJpu4Ox4KEskkYfR-r3w&oe=678393A7 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | 🎪🔥 READY FOR A GIVEAWAY?! 🔥🎪 #LouisvilleKY the countdown is on! ⏳✨ The Kosair Shrine GLOW Circus is bringing the thrills, chills, and jaw-dropping magic to town in 2025—and here’s your chance to join the fun for FREE! 🎟️🐘 🎉 **WHAT YOU CAN WIN:** A Family Packs (2 adults + 3 kids) valued at $40 each! 🥳 TWO WINNERS will be chosen at random 👉 Here’s how to enter and claim your shot at the spotlight: ✅ **LIKE** this post 👍 ✅ **SHARE** it to your Stories 🤳 (and remember to tag us!) ✅ **TAG** your circus squad in the comments 👫 (every tag = 1 extra entry!) 🚨 Winners will be revealed on **January 28, 2025**, so get tagging for your chance to win! 🙌 🎭 **SHOWTIMES at BROADBENT ARENA 🗓️ **Friday, January 31, 2025** — 10:30 AM & 7PM 🗓️ **Saturday, February 1, 2025** — 10A, 2PM & 7PM 🗓️ **Sunday, February 2, 2025** — 10A, 2PM & 7PM GLOWCIRCUS.COM to buy tickets NOW😉 🐘🐪 Don’t miss the action-packed lineup with majestic **camels**, daring **acrobats**, breathtaking **aerialists**, the World's ONLY all-female riders in the Globe of Death ! and the explosive thrill of the **HUMAN CANNONBALL**! 🚀💥 🌟 **Join the excitement—enter now and be part of the magic!** 🌟 | Carden International Circus | 44768 | https://www.facebook.com/spectacularcircus/ | 0 | MESSAGE_PAGE | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 2661400 | 1 | active | 1/7/25, 6:12 PM | 4/26/25, 8:08 PM | 1736295146 | 1745716105 | 2231 | yourgiveawayday.online | Learn more | VIDEO | CLICK NOW FOR $500 Amazon 👉 | https://yourgiveawayday.online/f8BQvcMh1QNnSuVsDqZWBI2c55JE8BaAIU1Y6YDEjFw/?sid={{campaign.name}}&qs1={{adset.name}}&qs2={{ad.name}} | 3.89033567633E+14 | Giveaway Today | https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/472711312_470995942445132_1584664645368520852_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=104&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=B1Y9r5ch8tAQ7kNvgH2cR4L&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=Aok3YOI6iARasEBPQpxTXGl&oh=00_AYB47ZRbLYNUPeuCNy92baVdWeIZlRKK-SrORe6-Ixo0bA&oe=67838760 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | Want to shop smart? 💸 Win a FREE $500 Amazon gift card. Instant access and endless shopping options. Tap here to claim your gift card now! 🎁 | Giveaway Today | 146 | https://www.facebook.com/61564657756157/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 2661405 | 1 | active | 1/7/25, 6:12 PM | 6/9/25, 11:43 AM | 1736295146 | 1749487397 | 2231 | yourgiveawayday.online | Learn more | VIDEO | CLICK NOW FOR $500 Amazon 👉 | https://yourgiveawayday.online/f8BQvcMh1QNnSuVsDqZWBI2c55JE8BaAIU1Y6YDEjFw/?sid={{campaign.name}}&qs1={{adset.name}}&qs2={{ad.name}} | 3.89033567633E+14 | Giveaway Today | https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/472915038_597401376220125_5296692195012723563_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=110&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=do1EHvkO8bAQ7kNvgESpgii&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=Aok3YOI6iARasEBPQpxTXGl&oh=00_AYBWTA0jxSW9pmVTIiasUkZOYXHSBIWt4ZEg2VSwSEETog&oe=67839EAA | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | Want to shop smart? 💸 Win a FREE $500 Amazon gift card. Instant access and endless shopping options. Tap here to claim your gift card now! 🎁 | Giveaway Today | 146 | https://www.facebook.com/61564657756157/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 2661415 | 1 | active | 1/7/25, 6:12 PM | 6/2/25, 5:51 PM | 1736295150 | 1748904664 | 2231 | yourgiveawayday.online | Learn more | IMAGE | CLICK NOW FOR $500 Amazon 👉 | https://yourgiveawayday.online/f8BQvcMh1QNnSuVsDqZWBI2c55JE8BaAIU1Y6YDEjFw/?sid={{campaign.name}}&qs1={{adset.name}}&qs2={{ad.name}} | 3.89033567633E+14 | Giveaway Today | https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/472511794_953305163023708_7672399294856500369_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=106&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=lxIFR9Ef3oYQ7kNvgE2lSkr&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=Ajf8w347rncP7LpoOCSI1JR&oh=00_AYAebLfft6ILBQe4t7likJ5WwmkyFSffUbhMtpj3Eyov1w&oe=6783AA0C | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | Want to shop smart? 💸 Win a FREE $500 Amazon gift card. Instant access and endless shopping options. Tap here to claim your gift card now! 🎁 | Giveaway Today | 146 | https://www.facebook.com/61564657756157/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 2661422 | 1 | active | 1/7/25, 6:12 PM | 6/6/25, 9:55 AM | 1736295153 | 1749221707 | 2231 | yourgiveawayday.online | Learn More | DCO | CLICK NOW FOR $500 Amazon 👉 | {{product.description}} | https://yourgiveawayday.online/f8BQvcMh1QNnSuVsDqZWBI2c55JE8BaAIU1Y6YDEjFw/?sid={{campaign.name}}&qs1={{adset.name}}&qs2={{ad.name}} | 3.89033567633E+14 | Giveaway Today | https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/472787446_1144807143942265_5422151912481163274_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=104&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=Q5ybahtMNAkQ7kNvgHaAPyx&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=Ajf8w347rncP7LpoOCSI1JR&oh=00_AYBfAUdlJ0D6sGtG-kFaXlt5bLbO4cicsbzmeotifdwipg&oe=6783A500 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | Want to shop smart? 💸 Win a FREE $500 Amazon gift card. Instant access and endless shopping options. Tap here to claim your gift card now! 🎁 | Giveaway Today | 146 | https://www.facebook.com/61564657756157/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 2661427 | 1 | active | 1/7/25, 6:12 PM | 6/12/25, 2:49 PM | 1736295154 | 1749757761 | 2231 | milacollective.com | Sign Up | DCO | Mila Collective's Designer Bag Giveaway | YSL, Gucci, Dior & Chanel Giveaway | https://www.milacollective.com/pages/black-purse-january | 3.2219145430987E+14 | Mila Collective | https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/472405051_1326152545059438_5848382305032917828_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=103&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=l1uxw4a5phQQ7kNvgG--QoT&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=Ajf8w347rncP7LpoOCSI1JR&oh=00_AYDH6z3yK3e6b3QmTanK8qmsrPzRFPRJMLEbHM6tULAW7A&oe=6783A38B | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | Win luxury with Mila Collective 🖤💸 | Mila Collective | 1223 | https://www.facebook.com/61559624221155/ | 0 | SIGN_UP | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 2661426 | 1 | active | 1/7/25, 6:12 PM | 6/13/25, 3:45 AM | 1736295154 | 1749804302 | 2231 | milacollective.com | Sign Up | DCO | Mila Collective's Designer Bag Giveaway | YSL, Gucci, Dior & Chanel Giveaway | https://www.milacollective.com/pages/black-purse-january | 3.2219145430987E+14 | Mila Collective | https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/472405051_1326152545059438_5848382305032917828_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=103&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=l1uxw4a5phQQ7kNvgG--QoT&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=Ajf8w347rncP7LpoOCSI1JR&oh=00_AYDH6z3yK3e6b3QmTanK8qmsrPzRFPRJMLEbHM6tULAW7A&oe=6783A38B | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | Win luxury with Mila Collective 🖤💸 | Mila Collective | 1223 | https://www.facebook.com/61559624221155/ | 0 | SIGN_UP | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 2661438 | 1 | active | 1/7/25, 6:12 PM | 6/6/25, 1:24 PM | 1736295157 | 1749234242 | 2231 | edmentum.com | Learn more | IMAGE | $500 gift cards for 3 lucky winners | Enter Today to Win $500 | https://info.edmentum.com/HolidayGiveaway_Form24?utm_campaign=us_all_2024-11_all_GiveawayAnnouncement&utm_medium=paid_social&utm_source=facebook | 2.6035178075032E+14 | Edmentum | https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/472844028_1300553377961322_4862142030779876060_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=107&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=vuhBV91paR4Q7kNvgEK6v4h&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=AZ-NdF4mcnSQSb5O7VJRQ5J&oh=00_AYCTAfHr7G2sP7UWKq5HhdoSTtfuobmEGL3yneVUv7oLJg&oe=6783AB23 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | Extended Educator Giveaway deadline is January 12! Don't forget to DOUBLE YOUR CHANCES to win. | Edmentum | 23247 | https://www.facebook.com/Edmentum/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 2661440 | 1 | active | 1/7/25, 6:12 PM | 4/29/25, 1:19 AM | 1736295157 | 1745907556 | 2231 | weareteachers.com | Learn More | CAROUSEL | Enter this Music Classroom Giveaway | https://www.weareteachers.com/contest/plank-road-music-giveaway-january/ | 93919173707 | WeAreTeachers | https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/472842519_9672660689431798_2099756480071452072_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=101&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=zgYRV9Op5moQ7kNvgH_xtn-&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=AZ-NdF4mcnSQSb5O7VJRQ5J&oh=00_AYAwx7Xiu-gCJq2cmDvvRHVtwLFaZy7NbBkDg7oO9QQ2mg&oe=6783AF52 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | WeAreTeachers | 1831370 | https://www.facebook.com/WeAreTeachers/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 2661442 | 1 | active | 1/7/25, 6:12 PM | 5/1/25, 12:06 PM | 1736295157 | 1746119206 | 2231 | weareteachers.com | Learn More | CAROUSEL | Enter this Music Classroom Giveaway | https://www.weareteachers.com/contest/plank-road-music-giveaway-january/ | 93919173707 | WeAreTeachers | https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/472842519_9672660689431798_2099756480071452072_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=101&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=zgYRV9Op5moQ7kNvgH_xtn-&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=AZ-NdF4mcnSQSb5O7VJRQ5J&oh=00_AYAwx7Xiu-gCJq2cmDvvRHVtwLFaZy7NbBkDg7oO9QQ2mg&oe=6783AF52 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | WeAreTeachers | 1831370 | https://www.facebook.com/WeAreTeachers/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 2661445 | 1 | active | 1/7/25, 6:12 PM | 6/6/25, 9:01 AM | 1736295158 | 1749218486 | 2231 | forged4x4.com | Sign up | VIDEO | Tundra TRD Pro + $50,000 Giveaway! | F44 Giveaway #16 | https://forged4x4.com/special/rugged/order?utm_source=facebook&utm_medium=cpc&utm_campaign={{campaign.name}}&utm_content={{adset.name}}&utm_term=mr_fb&utm_creative={{ad.name}} | 1.0241922814631E+14 | Forged4x4 | https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/472875114_961403342566748_7477382024417226619_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=102&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=owrkn_vtxK4Q7kNvgEzMF7y&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=AZ-NdF4mcnSQSb5O7VJRQ5J&oh=00_AYDc8-dn7g2EH69hl9-E1DXPYdjHdcwfYWtQqWT4gMim0w&oe=6783AAEB | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | 𝐖𝐢𝐧 𝐁𝐈𝐆 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟓! 🔥🔥 This Toyota Tundra TRD Pro 𝑎𝑛𝑑 $50,000 cash could be yours with just one entry! | Forged4x4 | 39188 | https://www.facebook.com/Forged4x4/ | 0 | SIGN_UP | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 2661449 | 1 | active | 1/7/25, 6:12 PM | 4/25/25, 11:38 AM | 1736295159 | 1745599122 | 2231 | happytailstoledo.com | Learn more | IMAGE | Happy Tails Toledo | pet boarding toledo | 2814 Glendale Avenue, Toledo, OH 43614, USA | Happy Tails Dog Boarding offers safe, comfortable stays for dogs and cats in Toledo, OH. We provide both short and long-term boarding with a focus on personalized care, safety, and a stress-free environment. Our locally-owned facility treats every pet like family, making us Toledo’s top choice for... | http://happytailstoledo.com/ | 4.0298059957568E+14 | Happy Tails Toledo Pet Boarding | https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/473017177_1663396491255844_6658239269695744404_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=102&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=ZCYkOk0V5tkQ7kNvgHH4MTH&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=AZ-NdF4mcnSQSb5O7VJRQ5J&oh=00_AYDXI19M26ebZ7qVYyzwcLKwhGzXwuekqYWHzConNwsFoQ&oe=678378B3 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | 🐾 TOLEDO WALLEYE PAWS & PUCKS TICKETS GIVEAWAY! 🏒 You could win FOUR tickets to Paws & Pucks, a special Toledo Walleye hockey event where you can bring your dog to the game! To enter to win: 1. Like this post. 2. Tag a friend you’d love to go with. 3. Follow our page! Winner announced on Jan 20th, 2025! Good luck! 🎉 | Happy Tails Toledo Pet Boarding | 80 | https://www.facebook.com/HappyTailsToledo/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 2661448 | 1 | active | 1/7/25, 6:12 PM | 6/8/25, 7:39 AM | 1736295159 | 1749386345 | 2231 | IMAGE | 1.3076733360067E+14 | Plaza Paseo Real | https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/472571969_7767359036722544_3045280164745922968_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=111&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=zgCAh5r9ZV4Q7kNvgHM5QY5&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=AZ-NdF4mcnSQSb5O7VJRQ5J&oh=00_AYBT09p8-OQ5dLUctWwGwMs19T5DwWAXS_jrM1Dvr3uORg&oe=67838D3C | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | What better way to welcome 2025 than with a giveaway? We're leaving 2024 behind and saying, "Happy New Year!" To start the year off right, we're giving away a $200 gift card bundle to one lucky winner! Head over to our Instagram @plazapaseoreal for details and enter today! https://www.instagram.com/p/DEiJ0h1Ajo8/ This giveaway is not sponsored or endorsed by Facebook or Instagram. NO PURCHASE OR PAYMENT OF ANY KIND IS NECESSARY TO ENTER OR WIN THIS SWEEPSTAKES. | Plaza Paseo Real | 1011 | https://www.facebook.com/PlazaPaseoReal/ | 0 | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 2661399 | 1 | active | 1/7/25, 6:12 PM | 6/8/25, 7:50 AM | 1736295145 | 1749387049 | 2231 | www.instagram.com | Visit Instagram profile | VIDEO | https://www.instagram.com/_u/getsett_ | 4.1461696507816E+14 | Get Sett | https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/472924193_8933921216676858_1233247191430437082_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=109&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=-Pv-5F0cjH0Q7kNvgF_dRQ9&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=Aok3YOI6iARasEBPQpxTXGl&oh=00_AYBDiKA7aTZcoTayHV3ylvXMEk1pBjt1zWBwSjjIBlwh-Q&oe=67839C8F | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | Let’s go 🏁 3 lucky winners are going to get a pair of running shoes on us, plus be one of the first people to try samples of Sett! We’re excited to be launching this year, and want you to be the first to try our superior nicotine alternative. Great for focus, mood, workouts, and more. Must be 21 to enter. This product may be addictive. TO ENTER: 🤳 Follow @getsett_ 👍 Like this post 👟 Comment below and tag your running buddy BONUS: Comment 🏃🏻♂️or🏃♀️ on any of our other reels. [*No purchase necessary. Must be 21 years or older to win, open to US residents only. Giveaway closes 1/11/25 at 11:59pm PST and winners will be announced via IG direct message within 72 hours. If the winners fail to respond with their email address within 72 hours of notification, it will be an automatic forfeiture, and a new winner will be selected. By entering, you acknowledge that this giveaway is in no way sponsored, endorsed by, or associated with Instagram.] #giveaway | Get Sett | 0 | https://www.facebook.com/61568309762272/ | 0 | VIEW_INSTAGRAM_PROFILE | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 2661335 | 1 | active | 1/7/25, 6:12 PM | 4/26/25, 7:43 PM | 1736295123 | 1745714599 | 2231 | fbweb.moboreader.net | Learn more | VIDEO | Read next chapter👉 | https://fbweb.moboreader.net/65282322-fb_contact-enp26_6-1226-core3.html?adid={{ad.id}}&char=124213&accid=1608252460124701&exdata=CC02B7B114E0CD2105F803BDEA20108322BF1B78330C9B33 | 1.5912914394216E+14 | Hello reading | https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/472375672_548683078167280_4403150393021393472_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=100&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=TkYJ5-OXnpIQ7kNvgFwJ16-&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=A1yscoCQQjfcpmfDKugBZ0n&oh=00_AYCU_US1EvOsU9iLa3pG7dT5-mgjW5UKgnD_tqF256vxAQ&oe=6783AF20 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | He divorced her because of cheating. She left a message: "You will regret it." 4 years later, he saw her on TV and introduced her as a top 100 female CEO, but she shone and attracted everyone's attention. He was frustrated and begged to win her back! ===== In the bustling, weathered heart of Orkset, flames erupted violently within an ancient apartment building. Propelled by gusts of wind, the fire devoured the structure, belching dense smoke and bright, searing tongues of flame. "Saved! They've been saved." The words echoed amidst the chaos. Firefighters emerged from the smoldering inferno, carrying Carrie Campbell to safety at the roadside. Her features, usually refined and expressive, were now smeared with soot; her sparkling eyes dimmed to a vacant gaze, hollow and lost. As reality seeped back into her consciousness, Carrie felt a rush of gratitude overpower her usual composure. Her voice, hoarse and weak, conveyed a profound "thank you" to her rescuers. Shaking, she fumbled for her phone, her fingertips quivering as they found the familiar number. "Hello, the person you are trying to reach is currently unavailable. Please try again later..." The automated message played after a few rings, leaving her with a lump in her throat, her unvoiced frustrations and sorrow welling up inside her. Bang! With a deafening roar, the explosion abruptly silenced the cold, mechanical voice echoing through the line. Carrie's head snapped upwards, shock painted on her face as she witnessed the apartment she had just exited erupt into flames. Chunks of debris were hurled into the air by the force of the blast, scattering across the sky. Panic engulfed the crowd as survivors, freshly rescued, screamed in terror. They huddled together, seeking solace in each other's arms, their cries piercing the tumultuous scene. In stark contrast, Carrie lay alone on a stretcher, her isolation magnified amidst the chaos. "Kristopher..." Fighting the dread creeping up her spine, Carrie pressed her lips together tightly and dialed her husband's number again, her resolve unwavering. Yet, the call disconnected after a few short rings, leaving her with a haunting silence. Just then, a Twitter notification flickered on her phone screen. The gossip feed was alive with the latest gossip: #LiseNash #MysteriouBoyfriend. According to the tweet, a producer from a well-known variety show had invited the renowned star Lise Nash to a dinner, which had quickly soured when she declined to partake in a toast. This act of defiance had sparked a confrontation, only to be interrupted by Lise's domineering boyfriend. He stormed into the private dining room, dismissing the producer with a dismissive wave and escorting Lise away. The tweet described the scene vividly, painting a picture of a powerful man defending his beloved partner. Yet, perhaps due to his prominence, only the back of the man was visible in the accompanying photos, preserving his anonymity. Meanwhile, Lise, donning an oversized suit jacket, beamed a smile, reaching out to clasp his hand as they departed together. Carrie's eyes were glued to the screen, her stare intense and unblinking as she absorbed the image before her. There he was--Kristopher Norris! The suit jacket draped carelessly over Lise was a dead giveaway. Every piece of clothing Kristopher owned had been meticulously tailored by a master craftsman abroad, a detail Carrie knew all too well. Her grip on her phone tightened, her knuckles blanching to a stark white, as if her very soul were being squeezed by an invisible hand, the pain sharp and acid-like in its intensity. In her most desperate moment, Kristopher had coldly disconnected their call, choosing instead to be at Lise's side. What was the worth of their two-year marriage? The tears she had been holding back now overwhelmed her, streaming down her face. Even as she tilted her head back in a futile attempt to stem the flow, the tears continued to escape. Lise had always been Kristopher's first love, a fact whispered and gossiped about among their circles. The Norris family had never approved of Lise, seeing her ordinary background as unfitting. Forced apart by family pressures, it had been Lise who ended things, but the past, it seemed, was not easily left behind. Kristopher had diligently pursued the leadership of the Norris family, harboring dreams of finally being with Lise. Yet, when he reached his goal, he discovered that Lise had already chosen another. In defiance of his family's expectations and perhaps out of bitterness, Kristopher turned to Carrie, a woman equally devoid of wealth or status, to become Mrs. Norris, thereby blocking any matchmaking attempts by his relatives. At that time, Carrie faced immense pressure from her father, Tristan Campbell, who was pushing her towards a marriage with a playboy, the son of a business associate, to cover her grandmother's steep medical expenses. Both Kristopher and Carrie, driven by their personal motives, consented to a marriage of convenience. Originally set for just one year, their contractual marriage stretched beyond its term, sustained by a shared understanding between them. Over time, Carrie began to believe in the authenticity of their union, never suspecting that it was merely an extension of her hopes. Just moments ago, a fire had nearly claimed Carrie's life. In that critical moment, she reached out to Kristopher, only to be twice rebuffed as he spent his time with Lise. This harsh reality shattered Carrie's illusions, revealing that her perceived transition from pretense to genuine relationship was nothing but a facade maintained by her own desires. Carrie wasn't even a temporary substitute in Kristopher's life but merely a pawn used to spite his family. After a poignant pause, tears welled up in Carrie's eyes, unstoppable and poignant. It might be time for her to release herself from the shackles of her own hopeful delusions--to stop deceiving herself. Chapter 2 Trending Topics The overwhelming number of injuries from the fire was staggering, straining the already frantic doctors and nurses as they tried to provide aid. Carrie had been merely grazed by a splintered clothes rack, which left a deep, jagged wound on her calf. In comparison to the chaos around her, her wounds seemed almost negligible. She managed to get basic care--a brisk cleaning and a quick wrap of bandages--at a local hospital before catching a cab back to her house. Bayview Villa, a grand property under Kristopher's name, was technically their matrimonial residence. Living alone had become the norm for Carrie, as Kristopher was hardly ever around. She had bid farewell to the housekeeper, discovering that her life could be quite adequately maintained with just takeout, deliveries, and the occasional visit from a part-time cleaner. Now, she found herself the sole occupant of the sprawling living room, sinking into the sofa, her gaze drifting across the empty space. The stark, monochrome decor did nothing to imbue warmth into the atmosphere. A chilling realization crept up on her: this vast, elegant space felt more like a colossal tomb, a silent grave for her lost years of youth and a love that had quietly slipped away. In this cold, echoing house, would anyone even notice if her breath ceased one day? Carrie exhaled a weary sigh, her frame heavy as she leaned against the cold wall for support, struggling up the stairs to her bedroom on the second floor. Each step was a battle, sending stabbing pains shooting through her from the surface of her skin down to her aching bones. The house, stark and hollow, echoed even the smallest sounds, magnifying her sense of isolation. It was today, amidst this profound silence, that Carrie truly grasped the all-encompassing nature of her loneliness--it was almost tangible, enveloping her senses with its texture and mournful whispers, tightening around her heart like a vice, producing a dull, relentless ache. Upon reaching the sanctuary of her bedroom, she collapsed onto the bed, the very embodiment of exhaustion, feeling it both physically and spiritually. Just as she surrendered to this weariness, the sharp ring of the phone pierced the silence. "You reached out to me earlier. What do you need?" Kristopher's voice cut through the line, cold and distant as ever. Carrie was caught off guard by his unexpected call. Words failed her as she parted her lips to respond, but before she could collect her thoughts, a soft, feminine voice floated through from the other end. "Kristopher, will you join me to..." A surge of emotions tightened Carrie's grip on the phone, her heart thumping louder with each second. Overwhelmed and unable to contain her rising panic, she demanded, "Who's there with you?" Kristopher gave no answer, merely stating in a flat, disinterested voice, "If there's something you need, let's catch up when I'm back. I have pressing engagements right now, so I must disconnect." He promptly ended the call, cutting off any chance for Carrie to reply. As the harsh beep of the disconnected line filled her ears, Carrie's lips twisted into a rueful grin. How utterly foolish she felt! Deep down, she knew his response all too well, yet she had clung to the hope of hearing his voice confirm it. With a sense of self-inflicted irony, Carrie activated her tablet and scrolled through the day's hot topics. One headline caught her eye: "A female star shielded from harassment at a dinner by her formidable partner." A wry smile twisted her lips. Carrie knew all too well what it was like to face harassment at those kinds of dinners. She vividly remembered her first major audition after her entering the showbiz; her agent had escorted her to a dinner with the influential director and producer of the drama series "Serene Sighs." As a novice in the dizzying world of showbiz, Carrie had felt incredibly vulnerable, uncertain of how to navigate the murky waters of such gatherings. The producer had eyed her shamelessly, sneering as he asked, "Is this the new talent you're introducing? She appears presentable, but I'm curious to see how she fares with a drink. Here's the deal, if you can gulp down this bottle in one go, I'll secure you an audition for the lead role." Carrie was inclined to decline, but under the relentless pressure from her agent, she found herself compelled to consume the entire bottle. As the evening wore on, she was hurriedly taken to the hospital suffering from a severe stomach ailment. Her agent, fretful about the prospect of the role slipping away to another, quickly settled the hospital charges and departed. At that time, Carrie found herself isolated in a hospital bed for several long days. Yet, even before Carrie could be released from the hospital, the media was abuzz with the announcement that Lise had secured the lead role in "Serene Sighs." Subsequently, her agent rebuked Carrie for her lack of ambition, complaining, "You are more appealing than Lise, so why can't you show more drive? She cozied up to Mr. Norris and hardly had to make an effort. She's surrounded by people eager to cater to her every need. I've heard that Mr. Norris personally orchestrated her landing the lead role in this production!" When the show premiered, Lise was catapulted into stardom, swiftly ascending to the elite echelons of the acting world. From that moment forward, Carrie let her acting aspirations wane and chose instead to devote herself entirely to supporting her husband, Kristopher. After all, no matter her efforts, she could never get the same career opportunities that Lise seemed to receive effortlessly with Kristopher's offhand remarks. At that time, Carrie had believed she was filling the role that was meant to be Lise's as Mrs. Norris, which meant she owed Lise. By giving up the career opportunities to Lise, Carrie thought they would settle their unspoken debt. However, Carrie hadn't foreseen that Lise would claim both the coveted career and Kristopher's affections. As Lise's professional and love life blossomed, Carrie came to the painful realization that she had been overly consumed with her romantic pursuits, at the expense of her career, and now, she found herself bereft of both love and professional fulfillment. With tears streaming down her face, Carrie viewed her past two years as tragically misguided. Given another opportunity, she resolved she wouldn't be so unguarded, letting her heart recklessly fall captive to Kristopher's charm. "Ms. Spencer, the new copyright contract is prepared. Please review it for any discrepancies." Her phone buzzed with the alert, snapping Carrie out of her reverie. She gazed at the PDF file attached in the message, her mind briefly overwhelmed. Under the pseudonym Katrina Spencer, Carrie had once made a name for herself as a budding screenwriter, selling numerous scripts in her early days. During her early career as Katrina, Carrie often sold her work for a pittance, compelled by her urgent need for immediate cash. Over the years, these scripts transformed into blockbuster films and hit series, catapulting Katrina's reputation to new heights. By this time, Carrie had married Kristopher and was no longer plagued by the financial woes that had once driven her to desperation--her grandmother's hefty medical bills were a thing of the past. With her financial crises resolved, Carrie's life had pivoted to domestic responsibilities, striving to be an exemplary wife to Kristopher. Amidst these changes, her pseudonym, Katrina Spencer, gradually receded into the background. However, her past as Katrina wasn't ready to be shelved just yet. Recently, an interested buyer had come forward, ready to pay a handsome sum for one of her old scripts. Carrie, however, was hesitant to sell. She raised several concerns about the contract presented to her, and to her astonishment, the buyer was genuine enough to revise it accordingly. Holding the revised contract in her hands, Carrie inhaled deeply, her resolve hardening. She seemed to have reached a crucial decision. Her fingers danced over her phone's keyboard with swift precision, typing out a firm command. "Create a divorce agreement following my terms and ensure it reaches Kristopher Norris at the Norris Group." Without pausing for a response, she placed her phone aside and limped toward the bathroom, each step echoing a blend of determination and newfound independence. Chapter 3 Exchange Of Conveniences Thirty minutes had passed, Carrie finally heaved herself up from the bathtub, her limbs feeling heavy and uncooperative. As she lifted her gaze, her own image in the mirror halted her movements--her skin appeared as smooth and impeccable as fine porcelain, glowing with an unblemished radiance. Her eyes, deep pools of allure, sparkled with an enchanting, soft warmth, inviting anyone who dared meet her gaze. Despite edging into her late twenties at twenty-five, she reveled in the fact that time had yet to etch its marks upon her flawless complexion. Surely, a woman with such a visage had no place for self-pity. Absorbed in her contemplation, Carrie carelessly extended her right leg onto the cold floor, forgetting it was the very limb she had injured. Wrapped excessively in cling film to shield it from moisture, the tight encasement had stifled her circulation, rendering her leg eerily numb. As her foot touched down, it betrayed her, slipping forward unexpectedly. "Ah!" Carrie gasped, her arms flailing in a frantic ballet, searching for a lifeline in the void. Just as she teetered on the brink of a painful rendezvous with the floor, the bathroom door burst open. Kristopher stood at the entrance, his suit immaculately tailored, creating a striking figure. As their eyes locked, he paused, visibly taken aback, then quickly closed the distance with brisk strides. Carrie's breath caught as Kristopher swept her up in a graceful bridal style, an unexpected tightness wrapping around her waist. Caught off guard by his sudden appearance, Carrie realized with a jolt that she was completely bare. A flush of embarrassment washed over her as she instinctively clutched her hands over her chest. This was their first moment of such intimacy since their wedding, and the discomfort made her toes curl inward, her skin blushing a delicate shade of pink. Kristopher looked down at her with a mischievous grin. "Let's be honest, there's not much to see," he teased gently. Feeling both mortified and slightly irritated, Carrie snapped back, "Oh, Mr. Norris, after all you've seen, I suppose nothing can impress you anymore." She carried her C-cup curves with understated charm, a touch of sensuality that outshone Lise's painfully flat, almost awkwardly rigid build. Yet Carrie knew well that without love, even the most perfect physique paled in comparison to the charm of one dearly cherished. Nonchalantly, Kristopher reached for a bathrobe hanging behind the door and draped it over her. His frown deepened at her comment. "What are you talking about, Carrie?" A thought seemed to strike him, and his expression grew even more impatient. "Tell me, did you send those divorce papers in the dead of night just to lure me back here--to catch you completely bare?" His tone was a mix of disbelief and annoyance. "I told you I was swamped with work. Was this dramatic display really necessary?" Carrie's temper flared at his accusatory tone, reigniting the tension between them. He was always so quick to lose patience with her. She wasn't the type to throw around words like divorce or breakups lightly. In fact, this was the first time she'd ever mentioned divorce in their two-year marriage, yet he seemed indifferent to her turmoil. He simply dismissed her concerns as if she were overreacting about trivial matters. Despite the throbbing pain in her leg, Carrie mustered her strength and said, "Put me down." Kristopher, however, paid no heed, his eyes scanning her leg swathed in bandages. His brow furrowed slightly. "What happened to your leg? Is this some elaborate ploy to lure me back?" At his words, a bitter laugh escaped Carrie. It seemed he viewed her as merely seeking attention, and in failing to capture it, she had likely concocted a story to draw him back, allowing her to dramatize her plight in his presence. With a blank face, she replied untruthfully, "It's a beauty treatment that shouldn't get wet." "Why did you suddenly decide to undergo such a treatment?" Kristopher inquired, his tone casual as he carried her outside, not pressing the issue further. His frame was large, and through his thin shirt, she could distinctly feel the warmth of his body and the defined shape of his chest muscles. The closeness created an uncomfortable tension for Carrie, who had resolved to end things once and for all. Her voice climbed involuntarily, sharper this time. "Oh, since when have you been concerned with such minor things, Mr. Norris?" For the first time, Kristopher witnessed her using biting sarcasm; it struck him as peculiarly amusing. With a calm demeanor, he responded, "You're my wife, it's only natural I'd be concerned about your well-being." "Really?" There was a somber note in Carrie's voice now. "It seems like you've never really regarded me as your wife. I'm scared that if I were to die, you wouldn't even know until much later." After all, at that very moment, Kristopher had been distracted, lost in moments with his first love, too consumed to lend an ear to her desperate pleas. Caught off guard by her accusation, Kristopher's eyes widened with surprise before he let out a disbelieving chuckle. "Carrie, what's brought on this sudden outburst of anger? Just because I was tied up this afternoon and missed your call? Perhaps I've been too indulgent with you lately, and it's made you a bit too presumptuous?" Carrie froze, startled. Was he accusing her of being too presumptuous? She realized their marriage had always been lopsided. In his eyes, she was nothing more than a transactional partner, a woman who had bartered her freedom for financial security. Their union was meant to be a mere exchange of conveniences, yet she had, quite foolishly, fallen deeply in love with him. In the tricky terrain of romance, the one who fell first invariably found themselves at a distinct disadvantage. Kristopher's dismissive reaction left Carrie reeling, her emotions dismissed as trifles, a tight knot of suffocation rising in her chest. "I said to put me down this instant!" Carrie exclaimed, jerking her head to the side, her voice laced with a sharp edge of impatience. Kristopher remained mute, effortlessly carrying her towards the bed before suddenly releasing his hold. Carrie felt a jolt as the support vanished, her heart skipping a beat as she instinctively grasped for him. Their bodies collided on the bed, her bathrobe teetering on the brink of decency, threatening to unravel with any minor shift. Propped on one elbow, Kristopher gazed down at her, his lips curled into a sly, teasing grin. "You wanted to be let go, didn't you? So why cling to me now?" His eyes, deep and sparkling like a midnight lake speckled with stars, captivated her. In those celestial depths, Carrie caught a glimpse of her own reflection. At times like this, she was misled into believing he harbored a deep affection. Sadly, his heart was a fortress reserved for Lise, and all Carrie had left were empty fantasies. "Boring!" she exclaimed, her voice devoid of any enthusiasm as she attempted to rise, her hand inadvertently brushing against something unexpected. The following moment brought a noticeable shift in his cock pressing against her stomach. "Don't move, or I can't promise what might happen next," he warned in a deep, gravelly voice. With a frown, Carrie internally cursed upon hearing the statement. It was an undeniable fact. Primal instincts steered the actions of men. Absence of affection didn't quell their basic desires. Yet, she dared not agitate Kristopher. Angling her face away, her body remained rigid, frozen in place. Carrie, feeling irked, shot back. "Didn't you say there's nothing here to see? What's with the reaction now, Mr. Norris? Are you really that easy to impress?" No sooner had her words flown than she grasped the potential repercussions of her sharp tongue. A wave of regret surged through Carrie, but instead of anger, Kristopher responded with a chuckle, "You are my wife, after all. Since that's something I can't alter, I might as well embrace it. Besides, it's been years since we became husband and wife--it would be a shame to neglect you completely." Chapter 4 Are You Out Of Your Mind? Kristopher slipped his hand beneath the folds of her bathrobe, his touch tracing the curve of Carrie's skin, as smooth and delicate as silk. He encircled her slender waist, drawing her closer with a gentle yet firm grip. Her face, a captivating canvas of defiance and visible irritation, ignited in him an uncontrollable urge to claim victory over her resistance. His breathing grew heavy, yet he remained composed, slowly removing his tailored suit. The fabric of his suit brushed lightly against Carrie's cheek, releasing a mix of scents: a familiar woody aroma intertwined with an unexpected zesty twist of lemon. It was unmistakably Jo Malone's Blue Agava and Cacao--Lise's signature scent. A surge of nausea overwhelmed Carrie at the realization. As Kristopher's eyes, now shaded with a stormy intensity, drew nearer to hers, the proximity conjured unwelcome visions of him with Lise. Her stomach churned violently, and with a sudden movement, she pushed him away, propping herself up with a jolt and a dry retch. "Ugh..." Her stomach had been empty all day, leaving her with nothing to bring up. The desire in Kristopher's gaze flickered out, replaced by a cold, detached expression as he withdrew slightly. Observing the genuine distress and the reddening of Carrie's eyes, Kristopher perceived her reaction for outright disgust at their closeness. He paused, fingers adjusting his shirt cuffs, his voice cold as he confronted her. "Carrie, is this reaction reserved only for me, or is it how you respond to all men?" The air in the room turned frosty, thick with tension. Carrie swallowed the sharp sting in her throat, her eyes widening in shock as she stared up at him. Ever since their marriage, she had cut ties with nearly all her male friends, yet here was Kristopher, casually tossing out comments sharp enough to cut glass. The years of love she had poured into their relationship now seemed utterly futile. Heat crept up her neck, coloring her cheeks a bright scarlet as indignation took hold. Without thinking, her hand flew up and delivered a stinging slap across Kristopher's face. All her suppressed grievances from the day ignited in that swift motion. Her bathrobe, loosened in the heat of the moment, slipped from her shoulders. Ignoring the flush of exposure, she swiftly gathered the fabric and draped it around herself, her movements quick and firm. The impact of her slap had left a light, crimson mark on Kristopher's cheek, marking him with her outrage. His eyes, wide with disbelief, met hers. "Carrie, are you out of your mind?" Out of her mind? Yes, she was clearly insane to ever fall for him in the first place. Carrie fumed silently, her heart pounding in her chest. Suddenly, the sharp buzz of the phone on the table cut through the mounting tension, its vibration bringing a brief respite from their standoff. Kristopher cast a fleeting glance at the message, shut off the phone with a snap, and strode towards the door, his back rigid with tension. Her voice, firm and unwavering, chased after him. "We're getting a divorce! Make sure you sign those papers before you walk out that door!" Kristopher paused briefly and said sharply, "I have something to do now. When I return, do whatever pleases you." With that, he forcefully shut the door. Carrie's eyes followed his unwavering exit, feeling an oppressive weight compressing her chest once again. She disregarded the sharp sting in her leg and hobbled determinedly toward her tablet. Fingers trembling, she hastily navigated to Lise's Twitter page. Lise had just uploaded a new tweet. The photo showed her lying down with a fever patch adhered to her forehead, still enveloped in Kristopher's familiar jacket. The caption read, "Being sick makes me extra clingy. Wishing I had someone here. Stay cozy and take care, everyone!" The simultaneous timing of these two events made it almost impossible for Carrie not to suspect that Kristopher had dashed off to tend to Lise. Carrie's instincts loudly proclaimed that this was no accident; Lise had deliberately sought to tug at Kristopher's heartstrings. It appeared her tactics were effective. Not even Carrie's stark threat of divorce could overshadow Lise's theatrical display of vulnerability. Seething with fury, Carrie quaked like a leaf swept into a storm. She steeled herself against the heartache, forcefully ripping the plastic wrap from her aching leg. After her lengthy soak, the bath's lingering moisture had infiltrated her skin, inflaming the wound until it was a vivid, angry red and painfully swollen. She, too, could be clingy. Even in the harshest times back in the county, she had shown vulnerability, breaking down into soft sobs within the comforting arms of her grandmother, especially that one time she got burned by the scalding kettle. But such vulnerability had its time and place, and it wasn't now. The stark reality of Kristopher's exit forced Carrie to confront her need for self-reliance. Biting down hard on her lip, Carrie cleaned the throbbing wound with a practiced hand before securely wrapping it anew. She rose with a newfound resolve and yanked a black suitcase from the far end of her expansive walk-in closet--it held all the belongings she'd brought into this house as a hopeful bride. She grabbed a fresh set of clothes to slip into and left a bank card neatly on the bedside table. She had transferred every penny she'd earned over the past year onto that card, effectively settling her financial entanglements with Kristopher over the last two years and cutting him out of her life for good. Dragging the heavy suitcase behind her, she limped painfully out of the opulent villa. As she passed through the gate, she wrapped her baseball jacket more tightly around her slight figure, her silhouette hauntingly solitary in the enveloping darkness. The night air of early spring was bitingly cold, devoid of any trace of warmth, a chill that seemed almost faint compared to the ice forming in Carrie's shattered heart. She had arrived here with nothing but a suitcase and a heart full of dreams, and now she was leaving, dreams crumbled, utterly alone. A bitter laugh slipped through her lips. If only she hadn't fallen so hard for him, if only she'd proposed an amicable separation at the end of their agreed year, maybe she wouldn't be wandering now, a lost soul in the shadow of her former self. Lise didn't have to lift a finger, and Carrie had already fallen, utterly broken and beyond redemption. Chapter 5 A Gathering Meanwhile, in the Oasis Club, renowned as the priciest spot in Orkset, the air within the VIP room crackled with excitement. Under the spell of bright lights and thumping music, a diverse group of men and women lounged together, basking in the exclusivity of the setting. Suddenly, the door burst open, revealing Kristopher in the doorway. The karaoke session halted abruptly as the crowd turned to greet him in unison, voices mingling. "Kristopher..." Before they could utter another word, a woman cloaked from head to toe stepped out from behind him. Lise, with a fluid motion, removed her mask and slid her arm through Kristopher's. She addressed the room with a poised charm. "My assistant took a sudden leave, and I found myself without company. Not keen on spending the evening alone, I invited Kristopher to join me. I trust that's alright?" Lise's beauty was without question. Her face was a delicate composition of cherry lips and a sculpted nose, framed by eyes that shimmered with a vulnerable allure, commanding a protective fervor from those around her--her presence, ethereal. In contrast, Carrie's features were more pronounced, her beauty vivid and striking. Lise, by comparison, carried a softer, more understated elegance. Yet, as it often goes, matters of the heart followed no simple paths. While Kristopher and Carrie were married, it was in name only; Kristopher seemed detached and seldom included her in private social events. The group didn't have much of a relationship with Carrie, leading them to feel no obligation to defend her. Upon hearing Lise's comment, a moment of discomfort rippled through the air. Nonetheless, they quickly recovered, offering a congenial smile as they said, "We're all friends here; let's not bother with formalities." Lise offered a subtle, knowing smile, as she gracefully accompanied Kristopher into the bustling room. The event that evening had been meticulously planned to express appreciation for Kristopher's contributions. As they stepped into the room, the crowd parted like the sea, making way for them to proceed to the seats of honor. The group's leader handed Kristopher a glass of wine with a flourish, proclaiming with a broad grin, "We truly owe you a debt of gratitude, Mr. Norris! Your exceptional talents are the talk of the town, and witnessing them firsthand today only confirms it. Without your expertise, securing this contract would have been a fantasy!" Their gathering marked the launch of a novel shopping platform, one that had been in negotiation with numerous local brands in Orkset. But the scenario changed dramatically when the tech giant JoyBuy dramatically entered the scene, stirring up the competitive landscape. Competing with JoyBuy was akin to the classic David versus Goliath tale--hopelessly daunting. In a surge of desperation, they turned to Kristopher, reaching out through a network of connections for his renowned strategic prowess. With his characteristic swiftness, Kristopher hatched an ingenious plan and swiftly secured the deal, snatching it from the clutches of JoyBuy right before the business association could ink their agreement--a masterful coup that reverberated success. This remarkable turnaround only intensified the already deep respect everyone held for Kristopher. Albin Murray, beaming with pride, couldn't help but boast, "Ah, just look at the caliber of his friends! They thought they could steal deals right under our noses, obviously underestimating Kristopher's clout!" Albin, born into the wealthy Murray family, counted himself among Kristopher's closest friends. He was renowned for his sprawling social web--a network through which the desperate plea for help was channeled to Kristopher. Meanwhile, Kristopher himself, the focus of all their discussions, reclined nonchalantly on the couch, bathed in the soft glow of the overhead lights. He was well-versed in the art of receiving compliments; thus, his expression stayed calm and detached. The ambient light sculpted his angular features, casting dramatic shadows that emphasized his high nose bridge and sharply cut jawline, as though he were a living masterpiece. His natural grace and detachment eclipsed any terrestrial magnificence. Following a sequence of celebratory toasts, when it became apparent that Kristopher merely touched his glass without truly drinking, the rest of the company toned down their conversation, allowing him a moment of repose with his eyes gently shut. Lise, slightly feverish, opted not to indulge in the spirits, choosing instead to sit in serene silence next to Kristopher, her eyes lingering on him with a look of deep, unmistakable adoration. Albin, captivated by the seemingly perfect pair, pondered the whims of destiny. He discreetly captured their image with his smartphone and nonchalantly shared it across his social networks. As the evening progressed and the liquor dwindled, the room's door swung open anew. Kristopher's personal assistant, Oliver Brooks, made his entrance, acknowledging the gathering with a courteous nod that bordered on respect but avoided groveling, swiftly positioning himself in front of Kristopher. Silence hung in the air, yet Lise, unable to contain her curiosity, leaned in and whispered, "What's going on?" Oliver, maintaining his focus on Kristopher, chose not to respond directly to her. A flush of embarrassment tinted Lise's cheeks as she turned towards Kristopher, hesitatingly inquiring, "Should I leave?" Kristopher adjusted his posture, his voice low and calm as he instructed, "Go ahead, speak." A shiver of apprehension coursed through Oliver as he tentatively began, "Mr. Norris, Mrs. Norris has departed from Bayview Villa, and..." &10& | Hello reading | 49985 | https://www.facebook.com/61552535188096/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 2661336 | 1 | active | 1/7/25, 6:12 PM | 4/26/25, 8:02 PM | 1736295123 | 1745715769 | 2231 | fbweb.moboreader.net | Learn more | IMAGE | Read next chapter👉 | https://fbweb.moboreader.net/65282322-fb_contact-enp26_6-1226-core3.html?adid={{ad.id}}&char=124213&accid=1608252460124701&exdata=CC02B7B114E0CD21C53E0FEC6C04620876F0FD5ABFA88FAE | 1.5912914394216E+14 | Hello reading | https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/472742141_613603847891879_69432529297274361_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=107&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=aYIs1Sw3cWoQ7kNvgEiMVaw&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=A1yscoCQQjfcpmfDKugBZ0n&oh=00_AYDSB5SrDNFf9ehA3HIWHDIOdHdJlixznltGAD2T_GQyxg&oe=6783A5E0 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | He divorced her because of cheating. She left a message: "You will regret it." 4 years later, he saw her on TV and introduced her as a top 100 female CEO, but she shone and attracted everyone's attention. He was frustrated and begged to win her back! ===== In the bustling, weathered heart of Orkset, flames erupted violently within an ancient apartment building. Propelled by gusts of wind, the fire devoured the structure, belching dense smoke and bright, searing tongues of flame. "Saved! They've been saved." The words echoed amidst the chaos. Firefighters emerged from the smoldering inferno, carrying Carrie Campbell to safety at the roadside. Her features, usually refined and expressive, were now smeared with soot; her sparkling eyes dimmed to a vacant gaze, hollow and lost. As reality seeped back into her consciousness, Carrie felt a rush of gratitude overpower her usual composure. Her voice, hoarse and weak, conveyed a profound "thank you" to her rescuers. Shaking, she fumbled for her phone, her fingertips quivering as they found the familiar number. "Hello, the person you are trying to reach is currently unavailable. Please try again later..." The automated message played after a few rings, leaving her with a lump in her throat, her unvoiced frustrations and sorrow welling up inside her. Bang! With a deafening roar, the explosion abruptly silenced the cold, mechanical voice echoing through the line. Carrie's head snapped upwards, shock painted on her face as she witnessed the apartment she had just exited erupt into flames. Chunks of debris were hurled into the air by the force of the blast, scattering across the sky. Panic engulfed the crowd as survivors, freshly rescued, screamed in terror. They huddled together, seeking solace in each other's arms, their cries piercing the tumultuous scene. In stark contrast, Carrie lay alone on a stretcher, her isolation magnified amidst the chaos. "Kristopher..." Fighting the dread creeping up her spine, Carrie pressed her lips together tightly and dialed her husband's number again, her resolve unwavering. Yet, the call disconnected after a few short rings, leaving her with a haunting silence. Just then, a Twitter notification flickered on her phone screen. The gossip feed was alive with the latest gossip: #LiseNash #MysteriouBoyfriend. According to the tweet, a producer from a well-known variety show had invited the renowned star Lise Nash to a dinner, which had quickly soured when she declined to partake in a toast. This act of defiance had sparked a confrontation, only to be interrupted by Lise's domineering boyfriend. He stormed into the private dining room, dismissing the producer with a dismissive wave and escorting Lise away. The tweet described the scene vividly, painting a picture of a powerful man defending his beloved partner. Yet, perhaps due to his prominence, only the back of the man was visible in the accompanying photos, preserving his anonymity. Meanwhile, Lise, donning an oversized suit jacket, beamed a smile, reaching out to clasp his hand as they departed together. Carrie's eyes were glued to the screen, her stare intense and unblinking as she absorbed the image before her. There he was--Kristopher Norris! The suit jacket draped carelessly over Lise was a dead giveaway. Every piece of clothing Kristopher owned had been meticulously tailored by a master craftsman abroad, a detail Carrie knew all too well. Her grip on her phone tightened, her knuckles blanching to a stark white, as if her very soul were being squeezed by an invisible hand, the pain sharp and acid-like in its intensity. In her most desperate moment, Kristopher had coldly disconnected their call, choosing instead to be at Lise's side. What was the worth of their two-year marriage? The tears she had been holding back now overwhelmed her, streaming down her face. Even as she tilted her head back in a futile attempt to stem the flow, the tears continued to escape. Lise had always been Kristopher's first love, a fact whispered and gossiped about among their circles. The Norris family had never approved of Lise, seeing her ordinary background as unfitting. Forced apart by family pressures, it had been Lise who ended things, but the past, it seemed, was not easily left behind. Kristopher had diligently pursued the leadership of the Norris family, harboring dreams of finally being with Lise. Yet, when he reached his goal, he discovered that Lise had already chosen another. In defiance of his family's expectations and perhaps out of bitterness, Kristopher turned to Carrie, a woman equally devoid of wealth or status, to become Mrs. Norris, thereby blocking any matchmaking attempts by his relatives. At that time, Carrie faced immense pressure from her father, Tristan Campbell, who was pushing her towards a marriage with a playboy, the son of a business associate, to cover her grandmother's steep medical expenses. Both Kristopher and Carrie, driven by their personal motives, consented to a marriage of convenience. Originally set for just one year, their contractual marriage stretched beyond its term, sustained by a shared understanding between them. Over time, Carrie began to believe in the authenticity of their union, never suspecting that it was merely an extension of her hopes. Just moments ago, a fire had nearly claimed Carrie's life. In that critical moment, she reached out to Kristopher, only to be twice rebuffed as he spent his time with Lise. This harsh reality shattered Carrie's illusions, revealing that her perceived transition from pretense to genuine relationship was nothing but a facade maintained by her own desires. Carrie wasn't even a temporary substitute in Kristopher's life but merely a pawn used to spite his family. After a poignant pause, tears welled up in Carrie's eyes, unstoppable and poignant. It might be time for her to release herself from the shackles of her own hopeful delusions--to stop deceiving herself. Chapter 2 Trending Topics The overwhelming number of injuries from the fire was staggering, straining the already frantic doctors and nurses as they tried to provide aid. Carrie had been merely grazed by a splintered clothes rack, which left a deep, jagged wound on her calf. In comparison to the chaos around her, her wounds seemed almost negligible. She managed to get basic care--a brisk cleaning and a quick wrap of bandages--at a local hospital before catching a cab back to her house. Bayview Villa, a grand property under Kristopher's name, was technically their matrimonial residence. Living alone had become the norm for Carrie, as Kristopher was hardly ever around. She had bid farewell to the housekeeper, discovering that her life could be quite adequately maintained with just takeout, deliveries, and the occasional visit from a part-time cleaner. Now, she found herself the sole occupant of the sprawling living room, sinking into the sofa, her gaze drifting across the empty space. The stark, monochrome decor did nothing to imbue warmth into the atmosphere. A chilling realization crept up on her: this vast, elegant space felt more like a colossal tomb, a silent grave for her lost years of youth and a love that had quietly slipped away. In this cold, echoing house, would anyone even notice if her breath ceased one day? Carrie exhaled a weary sigh, her frame heavy as she leaned against the cold wall for support, struggling up the stairs to her bedroom on the second floor. Each step was a battle, sending stabbing pains shooting through her from the surface of her skin down to her aching bones. The house, stark and hollow, echoed even the smallest sounds, magnifying her sense of isolation. It was today, amidst this profound silence, that Carrie truly grasped the all-encompassing nature of her loneliness--it was almost tangible, enveloping her senses with its texture and mournful whispers, tightening around her heart like a vice, producing a dull, relentless ache. Upon reaching the sanctuary of her bedroom, she collapsed onto the bed, the very embodiment of exhaustion, feeling it both physically and spiritually. Just as she surrendered to this weariness, the sharp ring of the phone pierced the silence. "You reached out to me earlier. What do you need?" Kristopher's voice cut through the line, cold and distant as ever. Carrie was caught off guard by his unexpected call. Words failed her as she parted her lips to respond, but before she could collect her thoughts, a soft, feminine voice floated through from the other end. "Kristopher, will you join me to..." A surge of emotions tightened Carrie's grip on the phone, her heart thumping louder with each second. Overwhelmed and unable to contain her rising panic, she demanded, "Who's there with you?" Kristopher gave no answer, merely stating in a flat, disinterested voice, "If there's something you need, let's catch up when I'm back. I have pressing engagements right now, so I must disconnect." He promptly ended the call, cutting off any chance for Carrie to reply. As the harsh beep of the disconnected line filled her ears, Carrie's lips twisted into a rueful grin. How utterly foolish she felt! Deep down, she knew his response all too well, yet she had clung to the hope of hearing his voice confirm it. With a sense of self-inflicted irony, Carrie activated her tablet and scrolled through the day's hot topics. One headline caught her eye: "A female star shielded from harassment at a dinner by her formidable partner." A wry smile twisted her lips. Carrie knew all too well what it was like to face harassment at those kinds of dinners. She vividly remembered her first major audition after her entering the showbiz; her agent had escorted her to a dinner with the influential director and producer of the drama series "Serene Sighs." As a novice in the dizzying world of showbiz, Carrie had felt incredibly vulnerable, uncertain of how to navigate the murky waters of such gatherings. The producer had eyed her shamelessly, sneering as he asked, "Is this the new talent you're introducing? She appears presentable, but I'm curious to see how she fares with a drink. Here's the deal, if you can gulp down this bottle in one go, I'll secure you an audition for the lead role." Carrie was inclined to decline, but under the relentless pressure from her agent, she found herself compelled to consume the entire bottle. As the evening wore on, she was hurriedly taken to the hospital suffering from a severe stomach ailment. Her agent, fretful about the prospect of the role slipping away to another, quickly settled the hospital charges and departed. At that time, Carrie found herself isolated in a hospital bed for several long days. Yet, even before Carrie could be released from the hospital, the media was abuzz with the announcement that Lise had secured the lead role in "Serene Sighs." Subsequently, her agent rebuked Carrie for her lack of ambition, complaining, "You are more appealing than Lise, so why can't you show more drive? She cozied up to Mr. Norris and hardly had to make an effort. She's surrounded by people eager to cater to her every need. I've heard that Mr. Norris personally orchestrated her landing the lead role in this production!" When the show premiered, Lise was catapulted into stardom, swiftly ascending to the elite echelons of the acting world. From that moment forward, Carrie let her acting aspirations wane and chose instead to devote herself entirely to supporting her husband, Kristopher. After all, no matter her efforts, she could never get the same career opportunities that Lise seemed to receive effortlessly with Kristopher's offhand remarks. At that time, Carrie had believed she was filling the role that was meant to be Lise's as Mrs. Norris, which meant she owed Lise. By giving up the career opportunities to Lise, Carrie thought they would settle their unspoken debt. However, Carrie hadn't foreseen that Lise would claim both the coveted career and Kristopher's affections. As Lise's professional and love life blossomed, Carrie came to the painful realization that she had been overly consumed with her romantic pursuits, at the expense of her career, and now, she found herself bereft of both love and professional fulfillment. With tears streaming down her face, Carrie viewed her past two years as tragically misguided. Given another opportunity, she resolved she wouldn't be so unguarded, letting her heart recklessly fall captive to Kristopher's charm. "Ms. Spencer, the new copyright contract is prepared. Please review it for any discrepancies." Her phone buzzed with the alert, snapping Carrie out of her reverie. She gazed at the PDF file attached in the message, her mind briefly overwhelmed. Under the pseudonym Katrina Spencer, Carrie had once made a name for herself as a budding screenwriter, selling numerous scripts in her early days. During her early career as Katrina, Carrie often sold her work for a pittance, compelled by her urgent need for immediate cash. Over the years, these scripts transformed into blockbuster films and hit series, catapulting Katrina's reputation to new heights. By this time, Carrie had married Kristopher and was no longer plagued by the financial woes that had once driven her to desperation--her grandmother's hefty medical bills were a thing of the past. With her financial crises resolved, Carrie's life had pivoted to domestic responsibilities, striving to be an exemplary wife to Kristopher. Amidst these changes, her pseudonym, Katrina Spencer, gradually receded into the background. However, her past as Katrina wasn't ready to be shelved just yet. Recently, an interested buyer had come forward, ready to pay a handsome sum for one of her old scripts. Carrie, however, was hesitant to sell. She raised several concerns about the contract presented to her, and to her astonishment, the buyer was genuine enough to revise it accordingly. Holding the revised contract in her hands, Carrie inhaled deeply, her resolve hardening. She seemed to have reached a crucial decision. Her fingers danced over her phone's keyboard with swift precision, typing out a firm command. "Create a divorce agreement following my terms and ensure it reaches Kristopher Norris at the Norris Group." Without pausing for a response, she placed her phone aside and limped toward the bathroom, each step echoing a blend of determination and newfound independence. Chapter 3 Exchange Of Conveniences Thirty minutes had passed, Carrie finally heaved herself up from the bathtub, her limbs feeling heavy and uncooperative. As she lifted her gaze, her own image in the mirror halted her movements--her skin appeared as smooth and impeccable as fine porcelain, glowing with an unblemished radiance. Her eyes, deep pools of allure, sparkled with an enchanting, soft warmth, inviting anyone who dared meet her gaze. Despite edging into her late twenties at twenty-five, she reveled in the fact that time had yet to etch its marks upon her flawless complexion. Surely, a woman with such a visage had no place for self-pity. Absorbed in her contemplation, Carrie carelessly extended her right leg onto the cold floor, forgetting it was the very limb she had injured. Wrapped excessively in cling film to shield it from moisture, the tight encasement had stifled her circulation, rendering her leg eerily numb. As her foot touched down, it betrayed her, slipping forward unexpectedly. "Ah!" Carrie gasped, her arms flailing in a frantic ballet, searching for a lifeline in the void. Just as she teetered on the brink of a painful rendezvous with the floor, the bathroom door burst open. Kristopher stood at the entrance, his suit immaculately tailored, creating a striking figure. As their eyes locked, he paused, visibly taken aback, then quickly closed the distance with brisk strides. Carrie's breath caught as Kristopher swept her up in a graceful bridal style, an unexpected tightness wrapping around her waist. Caught off guard by his sudden appearance, Carrie realized with a jolt that she was completely bare. A flush of embarrassment washed over her as she instinctively clutched her hands over her chest. This was their first moment of such intimacy since their wedding, and the discomfort made her toes curl inward, her skin blushing a delicate shade of pink. Kristopher looked down at her with a mischievous grin. "Let's be honest, there's not much to see," he teased gently. Feeling both mortified and slightly irritated, Carrie snapped back, "Oh, Mr. Norris, after all you've seen, I suppose nothing can impress you anymore." She carried her C-cup curves with understated charm, a touch of sensuality that outshone Lise's painfully flat, almost awkwardly rigid build. Yet Carrie knew well that without love, even the most perfect physique paled in comparison to the charm of one dearly cherished. Nonchalantly, Kristopher reached for a bathrobe hanging behind the door and draped it over her. His frown deepened at her comment. "What are you talking about, Carrie?" A thought seemed to strike him, and his expression grew even more impatient. "Tell me, did you send those divorce papers in the dead of night just to lure me back here--to catch you completely bare?" His tone was a mix of disbelief and annoyance. "I told you I was swamped with work. Was this dramatic display really necessary?" Carrie's temper flared at his accusatory tone, reigniting the tension between them. He was always so quick to lose patience with her. She wasn't the type to throw around words like divorce or breakups lightly. In fact, this was the first time she'd ever mentioned divorce in their two-year marriage, yet he seemed indifferent to her turmoil. He simply dismissed her concerns as if she were overreacting about trivial matters. Despite the throbbing pain in her leg, Carrie mustered her strength and said, "Put me down." Kristopher, however, paid no heed, his eyes scanning her leg swathed in bandages. His brow furrowed slightly. "What happened to your leg? Is this some elaborate ploy to lure me back?" At his words, a bitter laugh escaped Carrie. It seemed he viewed her as merely seeking attention, and in failing to capture it, she had likely concocted a story to draw him back, allowing her to dramatize her plight in his presence. With a blank face, she replied untruthfully, "It's a beauty treatment that shouldn't get wet." "Why did you suddenly decide to undergo such a treatment?" Kristopher inquired, his tone casual as he carried her outside, not pressing the issue further. His frame was large, and through his thin shirt, she could distinctly feel the warmth of his body and the defined shape of his chest muscles. The closeness created an uncomfortable tension for Carrie, who had resolved to end things once and for all. Her voice climbed involuntarily, sharper this time. "Oh, since when have you been concerned with such minor things, Mr. Norris?" For the first time, Kristopher witnessed her using biting sarcasm; it struck him as peculiarly amusing. With a calm demeanor, he responded, "You're my wife, it's only natural I'd be concerned about your well-being." "Really?" There was a somber note in Carrie's voice now. "It seems like you've never really regarded me as your wife. I'm scared that if I were to die, you wouldn't even know until much later." After all, at that very moment, Kristopher had been distracted, lost in moments with his first love, too consumed to lend an ear to her desperate pleas. Caught off guard by her accusation, Kristopher's eyes widened with surprise before he let out a disbelieving chuckle. "Carrie, what's brought on this sudden outburst of anger? Just because I was tied up this afternoon and missed your call? Perhaps I've been too indulgent with you lately, and it's made you a bit too presumptuous?" Carrie froze, startled. Was he accusing her of being too presumptuous? She realized their marriage had always been lopsided. In his eyes, she was nothing more than a transactional partner, a woman who had bartered her freedom for financial security. Their union was meant to be a mere exchange of conveniences, yet she had, quite foolishly, fallen deeply in love with him. In the tricky terrain of romance, the one who fell first invariably found themselves at a distinct disadvantage. Kristopher's dismissive reaction left Carrie reeling, her emotions dismissed as trifles, a tight knot of suffocation rising in her chest. "I said to put me down this instant!" Carrie exclaimed, jerking her head to the side, her voice laced with a sharp edge of impatience. Kristopher remained mute, effortlessly carrying her towards the bed before suddenly releasing his hold. Carrie felt a jolt as the support vanished, her heart skipping a beat as she instinctively grasped for him. Their bodies collided on the bed, her bathrobe teetering on the brink of decency, threatening to unravel with any minor shift. Propped on one elbow, Kristopher gazed down at her, his lips curled into a sly, teasing grin. "You wanted to be let go, didn't you? So why cling to me now?" His eyes, deep and sparkling like a midnight lake speckled with stars, captivated her. In those celestial depths, Carrie caught a glimpse of her own reflection. At times like this, she was misled into believing he harbored a deep affection. Sadly, his heart was a fortress reserved for Lise, and all Carrie had left were empty fantasies. "Boring!" she exclaimed, her voice devoid of any enthusiasm as she attempted to rise, her hand inadvertently brushing against something unexpected. The following moment brought a noticeable shift in his cock pressing against her stomach. "Don't move, or I can't promise what might happen next," he warned in a deep, gravelly voice. With a frown, Carrie internally cursed upon hearing the statement. It was an undeniable fact. Primal instincts steered the actions of men. Absence of affection didn't quell their basic desires. Yet, she dared not agitate Kristopher. Angling her face away, her body remained rigid, frozen in place. Carrie, feeling irked, shot back. "Didn't you say there's nothing here to see? What's with the reaction now, Mr. Norris? Are you really that easy to impress?" No sooner had her words flown than she grasped the potential repercussions of her sharp tongue. A wave of regret surged through Carrie, but instead of anger, Kristopher responded with a chuckle, "You are my wife, after all. Since that's something I can't alter, I might as well embrace it. Besides, it's been years since we became husband and wife--it would be a shame to neglect you completely." Chapter 4 Are You Out Of Your Mind? Kristopher slipped his hand beneath the folds of her bathrobe, his touch tracing the curve of Carrie's skin, as smooth and delicate as silk. He encircled her slender waist, drawing her closer with a gentle yet firm grip. Her face, a captivating canvas of defiance and visible irritation, ignited in him an uncontrollable urge to claim victory over her resistance. His breathing grew heavy, yet he remained composed, slowly removing his tailored suit. The fabric of his suit brushed lightly against Carrie's cheek, releasing a mix of scents: a familiar woody aroma intertwined with an unexpected zesty twist of lemon. It was unmistakably Jo Malone's Blue Agava and Cacao--Lise's signature scent. A surge of nausea overwhelmed Carrie at the realization. As Kristopher's eyes, now shaded with a stormy intensity, drew nearer to hers, the proximity conjured unwelcome visions of him with Lise. Her stomach churned violently, and with a sudden movement, she pushed him away, propping herself up with a jolt and a dry retch. "Ugh..." Her stomach had been empty all day, leaving her with nothing to bring up. The desire in Kristopher's gaze flickered out, replaced by a cold, detached expression as he withdrew slightly. Observing the genuine distress and the reddening of Carrie's eyes, Kristopher perceived her reaction for outright disgust at their closeness. He paused, fingers adjusting his shirt cuffs, his voice cold as he confronted her. "Carrie, is this reaction reserved only for me, or is it how you respond to all men?" The air in the room turned frosty, thick with tension. Carrie swallowed the sharp sting in her throat, her eyes widening in shock as she stared up at him. Ever since their marriage, she had cut ties with nearly all her male friends, yet here was Kristopher, casually tossing out comments sharp enough to cut glass. The years of love she had poured into their relationship now seemed utterly futile. Heat crept up her neck, coloring her cheeks a bright scarlet as indignation took hold. Without thinking, her hand flew up and delivered a stinging slap across Kristopher's face. All her suppressed grievances from the day ignited in that swift motion. Her bathrobe, loosened in the heat of the moment, slipped from her shoulders. Ignoring the flush of exposure, she swiftly gathered the fabric and draped it around herself, her movements quick and firm. The impact of her slap had left a light, crimson mark on Kristopher's cheek, marking him with her outrage. His eyes, wide with disbelief, met hers. "Carrie, are you out of your mind?" Out of her mind? Yes, she was clearly insane to ever fall for him in the first place. Carrie fumed silently, her heart pounding in her chest. Suddenly, the sharp buzz of the phone on the table cut through the mounting tension, its vibration bringing a brief respite from their standoff. Kristopher cast a fleeting glance at the message, shut off the phone with a snap, and strode towards the door, his back rigid with tension. Her voice, firm and unwavering, chased after him. "We're getting a divorce! Make sure you sign those papers before you walk out that door!" Kristopher paused briefly and said sharply, "I have something to do now. When I return, do whatever pleases you." With that, he forcefully shut the door. Carrie's eyes followed his unwavering exit, feeling an oppressive weight compressing her chest once again. She disregarded the sharp sting in her leg and hobbled determinedly toward her tablet. Fingers trembling, she hastily navigated to Lise's Twitter page. Lise had just uploaded a new tweet. The photo showed her lying down with a fever patch adhered to her forehead, still enveloped in Kristopher's familiar jacket. The caption read, "Being sick makes me extra clingy. Wishing I had someone here. Stay cozy and take care, everyone!" The simultaneous timing of these two events made it almost impossible for Carrie not to suspect that Kristopher had dashed off to tend to Lise. Carrie's instincts loudly proclaimed that this was no accident; Lise had deliberately sought to tug at Kristopher's heartstrings. It appeared her tactics were effective. Not even Carrie's stark threat of divorce could overshadow Lise's theatrical display of vulnerability. Seething with fury, Carrie quaked like a leaf swept into a storm. She steeled herself against the heartache, forcefully ripping the plastic wrap from her aching leg. After her lengthy soak, the bath's lingering moisture had infiltrated her skin, inflaming the wound until it was a vivid, angry red and painfully swollen. She, too, could be clingy. Even in the harshest times back in the county, she had shown vulnerability, breaking down into soft sobs within the comforting arms of her grandmother, especially that one time she got burned by the scalding kettle. But such vulnerability had its time and place, and it wasn't now. The stark reality of Kristopher's exit forced Carrie to confront her need for self-reliance. Biting down hard on her lip, Carrie cleaned the throbbing wound with a practiced hand before securely wrapping it anew. She rose with a newfound resolve and yanked a black suitcase from the far end of her expansive walk-in closet--it held all the belongings she'd brought into this house as a hopeful bride. She grabbed a fresh set of clothes to slip into and left a bank card neatly on the bedside table. She had transferred every penny she'd earned over the past year onto that card, effectively settling her financial entanglements with Kristopher over the last two years and cutting him out of her life for good. Dragging the heavy suitcase behind her, she limped painfully out of the opulent villa. As she passed through the gate, she wrapped her baseball jacket more tightly around her slight figure, her silhouette hauntingly solitary in the enveloping darkness. The night air of early spring was bitingly cold, devoid of any trace of warmth, a chill that seemed almost faint compared to the ice forming in Carrie's shattered heart. She had arrived here with nothing but a suitcase and a heart full of dreams, and now she was leaving, dreams crumbled, utterly alone. A bitter laugh slipped through her lips. If only she hadn't fallen so hard for him, if only she'd proposed an amicable separation at the end of their agreed year, maybe she wouldn't be wandering now, a lost soul in the shadow of her former self. Lise didn't have to lift a finger, and Carrie had already fallen, utterly broken and beyond redemption. Chapter 5 A Gathering Meanwhile, in the Oasis Club, renowned as the priciest spot in Orkset, the air within the VIP room crackled with excitement. Under the spell of bright lights and thumping music, a diverse group of men and women lounged together, basking in the exclusivity of the setting. Suddenly, the door burst open, revealing Kristopher in the doorway. The karaoke session halted abruptly as the crowd turned to greet him in unison, voices mingling. "Kristopher..." Before they could utter another word, a woman cloaked from head to toe stepped out from behind him. Lise, with a fluid motion, removed her mask and slid her arm through Kristopher's. She addressed the room with a poised charm. "My assistant took a sudden leave, and I found myself without company. Not keen on spending the evening alone, I invited Kristopher to join me. I trust that's alright?" Lise's beauty was without question. Her face was a delicate composition of cherry lips and a sculpted nose, framed by eyes that shimmered with a vulnerable allure, commanding a protective fervor from those around her--her presence, ethereal. In contrast, Carrie's features were more pronounced, her beauty vivid and striking. Lise, by comparison, carried a softer, more understated elegance. Yet, as it often goes, matters of the heart followed no simple paths. While Kristopher and Carrie were married, it was in name only; Kristopher seemed detached and seldom included her in private social events. The group didn't have much of a relationship with Carrie, leading them to feel no obligation to defend her. Upon hearing Lise's comment, a moment of discomfort rippled through the air. Nonetheless, they quickly recovered, offering a congenial smile as they said, "We're all friends here; let's not bother with formalities." Lise offered a subtle, knowing smile, as she gracefully accompanied Kristopher into the bustling room. The event that evening had been meticulously planned to express appreciation for Kristopher's contributions. As they stepped into the room, the crowd parted like the sea, making way for them to proceed to the seats of honor. The group's leader handed Kristopher a glass of wine with a flourish, proclaiming with a broad grin, "We truly owe you a debt of gratitude, Mr. Norris! Your exceptional talents are the talk of the town, and witnessing them firsthand today only confirms it. Without your expertise, securing this contract would have been a fantasy!" Their gathering marked the launch of a novel shopping platform, one that had been in negotiation with numerous local brands in Orkset. But the scenario changed dramatically when the tech giant JoyBuy dramatically entered the scene, stirring up the competitive landscape. Competing with JoyBuy was akin to the classic David versus Goliath tale--hopelessly daunting. In a surge of desperation, they turned to Kristopher, reaching out through a network of connections for his renowned strategic prowess. With his characteristic swiftness, Kristopher hatched an ingenious plan and swiftly secured the deal, snatching it from the clutches of JoyBuy right before the business association could ink their agreement--a masterful coup that reverberated success. This remarkable turnaround only intensified the already deep respect everyone held for Kristopher. Albin Murray, beaming with pride, couldn't help but boast, "Ah, just look at the caliber of his friends! They thought they could steal deals right under our noses, obviously underestimating Kristopher's clout!" Albin, born into the wealthy Murray family, counted himself among Kristopher's closest friends. He was renowned for his sprawling social web--a network through which the desperate plea for help was channeled to Kristopher. Meanwhile, Kristopher himself, the focus of all their discussions, reclined nonchalantly on the couch, bathed in the soft glow of the overhead lights. He was well-versed in the art of receiving compliments; thus, his expression stayed calm and detached. The ambient light sculpted his angular features, casting dramatic shadows that emphasized his high nose bridge and sharply cut jawline, as though he were a living masterpiece. His natural grace and detachment eclipsed any terrestrial magnificence. Following a sequence of celebratory toasts, when it became apparent that Kristopher merely touched his glass without truly drinking, the rest of the company toned down their conversation, allowing him a moment of repose with his eyes gently shut. Lise, slightly feverish, opted not to indulge in the spirits, choosing instead to sit in serene silence next to Kristopher, her eyes lingering on him with a look of deep, unmistakable adoration. Albin, captivated by the seemingly perfect pair, pondered the whims of destiny. He discreetly captured their image with his smartphone and nonchalantly shared it across his social networks. As the evening progressed and the liquor dwindled, the room's door swung open anew. Kristopher's personal assistant, Oliver Brooks, made his entrance, acknowledging the gathering with a courteous nod that bordered on respect but avoided groveling, swiftly positioning himself in front of Kristopher. Silence hung in the air, yet Lise, unable to contain her curiosity, leaned in and whispered, "What's going on?" Oliver, maintaining his focus on Kristopher, chose not to respond directly to her. A flush of embarrassment tinted Lise's cheeks as she turned towards Kristopher, hesitatingly inquiring, "Should I leave?" Kristopher adjusted his posture, his voice low and calm as he instructed, "Go ahead, speak." A shiver of apprehension coursed through Oliver as he tentatively began, "Mr. Norris, Mrs. Norris has departed from Bayview Villa, and..." &10& | Hello reading | 49985 | https://www.facebook.com/61552535188096/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 2661338 | 1 | active | 1/7/25, 6:12 PM | 4/26/25, 8:04 PM | 1736295124 | 1745715878 | 2231 | fbweb.moboreader.net | Learn more | VIDEO | Read next chapter👉 | https://fbweb.moboreader.net/65282322-fb_contact-enp26_6-1226-core3.html?adid={{ad.id}}&char=124213&accid=1608252460124701&exdata=CC02B7B114E0CD2130FD7D69768B175CA8773E06131FDD3A | 1.5912914394216E+14 | Hello reading | https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/472644754_820786100139924_8940129071146973851_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=107&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=haEkV21WkHoQ7kNvgGHenGu&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=A1yscoCQQjfcpmfDKugBZ0n&oh=00_AYDkRMWoJdneUXl0bRABbBDCpTFOH7HmvONLggjTWBmpmA&oe=678377F8 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | He divorced her because of cheating. She left a message: "You will regret it." 4 years later, he saw her on TV and introduced her as a top 100 female CEO, but she shone and attracted everyone's attention. He was frustrated and begged to win her back! ===== In the bustling, weathered heart of Orkset, flames erupted violently within an ancient apartment building. Propelled by gusts of wind, the fire devoured the structure, belching dense smoke and bright, searing tongues of flame. "Saved! They've been saved." The words echoed amidst the chaos. Firefighters emerged from the smoldering inferno, carrying Carrie Campbell to safety at the roadside. Her features, usually refined and expressive, were now smeared with soot; her sparkling eyes dimmed to a vacant gaze, hollow and lost. As reality seeped back into her consciousness, Carrie felt a rush of gratitude overpower her usual composure. Her voice, hoarse and weak, conveyed a profound "thank you" to her rescuers. Shaking, she fumbled for her phone, her fingertips quivering as they found the familiar number. "Hello, the person you are trying to reach is currently unavailable. Please try again later..." The automated message played after a few rings, leaving her with a lump in her throat, her unvoiced frustrations and sorrow welling up inside her. Bang! With a deafening roar, the explosion abruptly silenced the cold, mechanical voice echoing through the line. Carrie's head snapped upwards, shock painted on her face as she witnessed the apartment she had just exited erupt into flames. Chunks of debris were hurled into the air by the force of the blast, scattering across the sky. Panic engulfed the crowd as survivors, freshly rescued, screamed in terror. They huddled together, seeking solace in each other's arms, their cries piercing the tumultuous scene. In stark contrast, Carrie lay alone on a stretcher, her isolation magnified amidst the chaos. "Kristopher..." Fighting the dread creeping up her spine, Carrie pressed her lips together tightly and dialed her husband's number again, her resolve unwavering. Yet, the call disconnected after a few short rings, leaving her with a haunting silence. Just then, a Twitter notification flickered on her phone screen. The gossip feed was alive with the latest gossip: #LiseNash #MysteriouBoyfriend. According to the tweet, a producer from a well-known variety show had invited the renowned star Lise Nash to a dinner, which had quickly soured when she declined to partake in a toast. This act of defiance had sparked a confrontation, only to be interrupted by Lise's domineering boyfriend. He stormed into the private dining room, dismissing the producer with a dismissive wave and escorting Lise away. The tweet described the scene vividly, painting a picture of a powerful man defending his beloved partner. Yet, perhaps due to his prominence, only the back of the man was visible in the accompanying photos, preserving his anonymity. Meanwhile, Lise, donning an oversized suit jacket, beamed a smile, reaching out to clasp his hand as they departed together. Carrie's eyes were glued to the screen, her stare intense and unblinking as she absorbed the image before her. There he was--Kristopher Norris! The suit jacket draped carelessly over Lise was a dead giveaway. Every piece of clothing Kristopher owned had been meticulously tailored by a master craftsman abroad, a detail Carrie knew all too well. Her grip on her phone tightened, her knuckles blanching to a stark white, as if her very soul were being squeezed by an invisible hand, the pain sharp and acid-like in its intensity. In her most desperate moment, Kristopher had coldly disconnected their call, choosing instead to be at Lise's side. What was the worth of their two-year marriage? The tears she had been holding back now overwhelmed her, streaming down her face. Even as she tilted her head back in a futile attempt to stem the flow, the tears continued to escape. Lise had always been Kristopher's first love, a fact whispered and gossiped about among their circles. The Norris family had never approved of Lise, seeing her ordinary background as unfitting. Forced apart by family pressures, it had been Lise who ended things, but the past, it seemed, was not easily left behind. Kristopher had diligently pursued the leadership of the Norris family, harboring dreams of finally being with Lise. Yet, when he reached his goal, he discovered that Lise had already chosen another. In defiance of his family's expectations and perhaps out of bitterness, Kristopher turned to Carrie, a woman equally devoid of wealth or status, to become Mrs. Norris, thereby blocking any matchmaking attempts by his relatives. At that time, Carrie faced immense pressure from her father, Tristan Campbell, who was pushing her towards a marriage with a playboy, the son of a business associate, to cover her grandmother's steep medical expenses. Both Kristopher and Carrie, driven by their personal motives, consented to a marriage of convenience. Originally set for just one year, their contractual marriage stretched beyond its term, sustained by a shared understanding between them. Over time, Carrie began to believe in the authenticity of their union, never suspecting that it was merely an extension of her hopes. Just moments ago, a fire had nearly claimed Carrie's life. In that critical moment, she reached out to Kristopher, only to be twice rebuffed as he spent his time with Lise. This harsh reality shattered Carrie's illusions, revealing that her perceived transition from pretense to genuine relationship was nothing but a facade maintained by her own desires. Carrie wasn't even a temporary substitute in Kristopher's life but merely a pawn used to spite his family. After a poignant pause, tears welled up in Carrie's eyes, unstoppable and poignant. It might be time for her to release herself from the shackles of her own hopeful delusions--to stop deceiving herself. Chapter 2 Trending Topics The overwhelming number of injuries from the fire was staggering, straining the already frantic doctors and nurses as they tried to provide aid. Carrie had been merely grazed by a splintered clothes rack, which left a deep, jagged wound on her calf. In comparison to the chaos around her, her wounds seemed almost negligible. She managed to get basic care--a brisk cleaning and a quick wrap of bandages--at a local hospital before catching a cab back to her house. Bayview Villa, a grand property under Kristopher's name, was technically their matrimonial residence. Living alone had become the norm for Carrie, as Kristopher was hardly ever around. She had bid farewell to the housekeeper, discovering that her life could be quite adequately maintained with just takeout, deliveries, and the occasional visit from a part-time cleaner. Now, she found herself the sole occupant of the sprawling living room, sinking into the sofa, her gaze drifting across the empty space. The stark, monochrome decor did nothing to imbue warmth into the atmosphere. A chilling realization crept up on her: this vast, elegant space felt more like a colossal tomb, a silent grave for her lost years of youth and a love that had quietly slipped away. In this cold, echoing house, would anyone even notice if her breath ceased one day? Carrie exhaled a weary sigh, her frame heavy as she leaned against the cold wall for support, struggling up the stairs to her bedroom on the second floor. Each step was a battle, sending stabbing pains shooting through her from the surface of her skin down to her aching bones. The house, stark and hollow, echoed even the smallest sounds, magnifying her sense of isolation. It was today, amidst this profound silence, that Carrie truly grasped the all-encompassing nature of her loneliness--it was almost tangible, enveloping her senses with its texture and mournful whispers, tightening around her heart like a vice, producing a dull, relentless ache. Upon reaching the sanctuary of her bedroom, she collapsed onto the bed, the very embodiment of exhaustion, feeling it both physically and spiritually. Just as she surrendered to this weariness, the sharp ring of the phone pierced the silence. "You reached out to me earlier. What do you need?" Kristopher's voice cut through the line, cold and distant as ever. Carrie was caught off guard by his unexpected call. Words failed her as she parted her lips to respond, but before she could collect her thoughts, a soft, feminine voice floated through from the other end. "Kristopher, will you join me to..." A surge of emotions tightened Carrie's grip on the phone, her heart thumping louder with each second. Overwhelmed and unable to contain her rising panic, she demanded, "Who's there with you?" Kristopher gave no answer, merely stating in a flat, disinterested voice, "If there's something you need, let's catch up when I'm back. I have pressing engagements right now, so I must disconnect." He promptly ended the call, cutting off any chance for Carrie to reply. As the harsh beep of the disconnected line filled her ears, Carrie's lips twisted into a rueful grin. How utterly foolish she felt! Deep down, she knew his response all too well, yet she had clung to the hope of hearing his voice confirm it. With a sense of self-inflicted irony, Carrie activated her tablet and scrolled through the day's hot topics. One headline caught her eye: "A female star shielded from harassment at a dinner by her formidable partner." A wry smile twisted her lips. Carrie knew all too well what it was like to face harassment at those kinds of dinners. She vividly remembered her first major audition after her entering the showbiz; her agent had escorted her to a dinner with the influential director and producer of the drama series "Serene Sighs." As a novice in the dizzying world of showbiz, Carrie had felt incredibly vulnerable, uncertain of how to navigate the murky waters of such gatherings. The producer had eyed her shamelessly, sneering as he asked, "Is this the new talent you're introducing? She appears presentable, but I'm curious to see how she fares with a drink. Here's the deal, if you can gulp down this bottle in one go, I'll secure you an audition for the lead role." Carrie was inclined to decline, but under the relentless pressure from her agent, she found herself compelled to consume the entire bottle. As the evening wore on, she was hurriedly taken to the hospital suffering from a severe stomach ailment. Her agent, fretful about the prospect of the role slipping away to another, quickly settled the hospital charges and departed. At that time, Carrie found herself isolated in a hospital bed for several long days. Yet, even before Carrie could be released from the hospital, the media was abuzz with the announcement that Lise had secured the lead role in "Serene Sighs." Subsequently, her agent rebuked Carrie for her lack of ambition, complaining, "You are more appealing than Lise, so why can't you show more drive? She cozied up to Mr. Norris and hardly had to make an effort. She's surrounded by people eager to cater to her every need. I've heard that Mr. Norris personally orchestrated her landing the lead role in this production!" When the show premiered, Lise was catapulted into stardom, swiftly ascending to the elite echelons of the acting world. From that moment forward, Carrie let her acting aspirations wane and chose instead to devote herself entirely to supporting her husband, Kristopher. After all, no matter her efforts, she could never get the same career opportunities that Lise seemed to receive effortlessly with Kristopher's offhand remarks. At that time, Carrie had believed she was filling the role that was meant to be Lise's as Mrs. Norris, which meant she owed Lise. By giving up the career opportunities to Lise, Carrie thought they would settle their unspoken debt. However, Carrie hadn't foreseen that Lise would claim both the coveted career and Kristopher's affections. As Lise's professional and love life blossomed, Carrie came to the painful realization that she had been overly consumed with her romantic pursuits, at the expense of her career, and now, she found herself bereft of both love and professional fulfillment. With tears streaming down her face, Carrie viewed her past two years as tragically misguided. Given another opportunity, she resolved she wouldn't be so unguarded, letting her heart recklessly fall captive to Kristopher's charm. "Ms. Spencer, the new copyright contract is prepared. Please review it for any discrepancies." Her phone buzzed with the alert, snapping Carrie out of her reverie. She gazed at the PDF file attached in the message, her mind briefly overwhelmed. Under the pseudonym Katrina Spencer, Carrie had once made a name for herself as a budding screenwriter, selling numerous scripts in her early days. During her early career as Katrina, Carrie often sold her work for a pittance, compelled by her urgent need for immediate cash. Over the years, these scripts transformed into blockbuster films and hit series, catapulting Katrina's reputation to new heights. By this time, Carrie had married Kristopher and was no longer plagued by the financial woes that had once driven her to desperation--her grandmother's hefty medical bills were a thing of the past. With her financial crises resolved, Carrie's life had pivoted to domestic responsibilities, striving to be an exemplary wife to Kristopher. Amidst these changes, her pseudonym, Katrina Spencer, gradually receded into the background. However, her past as Katrina wasn't ready to be shelved just yet. Recently, an interested buyer had come forward, ready to pay a handsome sum for one of her old scripts. Carrie, however, was hesitant to sell. She raised several concerns about the contract presented to her, and to her astonishment, the buyer was genuine enough to revise it accordingly. Holding the revised contract in her hands, Carrie inhaled deeply, her resolve hardening. She seemed to have reached a crucial decision. Her fingers danced over her phone's keyboard with swift precision, typing out a firm command. "Create a divorce agreement following my terms and ensure it reaches Kristopher Norris at the Norris Group." Without pausing for a response, she placed her phone aside and limped toward the bathroom, each step echoing a blend of determination and newfound independence. Chapter 3 Exchange Of Conveniences Thirty minutes had passed, Carrie finally heaved herself up from the bathtub, her limbs feeling heavy and uncooperative. As she lifted her gaze, her own image in the mirror halted her movements--her skin appeared as smooth and impeccable as fine porcelain, glowing with an unblemished radiance. Her eyes, deep pools of allure, sparkled with an enchanting, soft warmth, inviting anyone who dared meet her gaze. Despite edging into her late twenties at twenty-five, she reveled in the fact that time had yet to etch its marks upon her flawless complexion. Surely, a woman with such a visage had no place for self-pity. Absorbed in her contemplation, Carrie carelessly extended her right leg onto the cold floor, forgetting it was the very limb she had injured. Wrapped excessively in cling film to shield it from moisture, the tight encasement had stifled her circulation, rendering her leg eerily numb. As her foot touched down, it betrayed her, slipping forward unexpectedly. "Ah!" Carrie gasped, her arms flailing in a frantic ballet, searching for a lifeline in the void. Just as she teetered on the brink of a painful rendezvous with the floor, the bathroom door burst open. Kristopher stood at the entrance, his suit immaculately tailored, creating a striking figure. As their eyes locked, he paused, visibly taken aback, then quickly closed the distance with brisk strides. Carrie's breath caught as Kristopher swept her up in a graceful bridal style, an unexpected tightness wrapping around her waist. Caught off guard by his sudden appearance, Carrie realized with a jolt that she was completely bare. A flush of embarrassment washed over her as she instinctively clutched her hands over her chest. This was their first moment of such intimacy since their wedding, and the discomfort made her toes curl inward, her skin blushing a delicate shade of pink. Kristopher looked down at her with a mischievous grin. "Let's be honest, there's not much to see," he teased gently. Feeling both mortified and slightly irritated, Carrie snapped back, "Oh, Mr. Norris, after all you've seen, I suppose nothing can impress you anymore." She carried her C-cup curves with understated charm, a touch of sensuality that outshone Lise's painfully flat, almost awkwardly rigid build. Yet Carrie knew well that without love, even the most perfect physique paled in comparison to the charm of one dearly cherished. Nonchalantly, Kristopher reached for a bathrobe hanging behind the door and draped it over her. His frown deepened at her comment. "What are you talking about, Carrie?" A thought seemed to strike him, and his expression grew even more impatient. "Tell me, did you send those divorce papers in the dead of night just to lure me back here--to catch you completely bare?" His tone was a mix of disbelief and annoyance. "I told you I was swamped with work. Was this dramatic display really necessary?" Carrie's temper flared at his accusatory tone, reigniting the tension between them. He was always so quick to lose patience with her. She wasn't the type to throw around words like divorce or breakups lightly. In fact, this was the first time she'd ever mentioned divorce in their two-year marriage, yet he seemed indifferent to her turmoil. He simply dismissed her concerns as if she were overreacting about trivial matters. Despite the throbbing pain in her leg, Carrie mustered her strength and said, "Put me down." Kristopher, however, paid no heed, his eyes scanning her leg swathed in bandages. His brow furrowed slightly. "What happened to your leg? Is this some elaborate ploy to lure me back?" At his words, a bitter laugh escaped Carrie. It seemed he viewed her as merely seeking attention, and in failing to capture it, she had likely concocted a story to draw him back, allowing her to dramatize her plight in his presence. With a blank face, she replied untruthfully, "It's a beauty treatment that shouldn't get wet." "Why did you suddenly decide to undergo such a treatment?" Kristopher inquired, his tone casual as he carried her outside, not pressing the issue further. His frame was large, and through his thin shirt, she could distinctly feel the warmth of his body and the defined shape of his chest muscles. The closeness created an uncomfortable tension for Carrie, who had resolved to end things once and for all. Her voice climbed involuntarily, sharper this time. "Oh, since when have you been concerned with such minor things, Mr. Norris?" For the first time, Kristopher witnessed her using biting sarcasm; it struck him as peculiarly amusing. With a calm demeanor, he responded, "You're my wife, it's only natural I'd be concerned about your well-being." "Really?" There was a somber note in Carrie's voice now. "It seems like you've never really regarded me as your wife. I'm scared that if I were to die, you wouldn't even know until much later." After all, at that very moment, Kristopher had been distracted, lost in moments with his first love, too consumed to lend an ear to her desperate pleas. Caught off guard by her accusation, Kristopher's eyes widened with surprise before he let out a disbelieving chuckle. "Carrie, what's brought on this sudden outburst of anger? Just because I was tied up this afternoon and missed your call? Perhaps I've been too indulgent with you lately, and it's made you a bit too presumptuous?" Carrie froze, startled. Was he accusing her of being too presumptuous? She realized their marriage had always been lopsided. In his eyes, she was nothing more than a transactional partner, a woman who had bartered her freedom for financial security. Their union was meant to be a mere exchange of conveniences, yet she had, quite foolishly, fallen deeply in love with him. In the tricky terrain of romance, the one who fell first invariably found themselves at a distinct disadvantage. Kristopher's dismissive reaction left Carrie reeling, her emotions dismissed as trifles, a tight knot of suffocation rising in her chest. "I said to put me down this instant!" Carrie exclaimed, jerking her head to the side, her voice laced with a sharp edge of impatience. Kristopher remained mute, effortlessly carrying her towards the bed before suddenly releasing his hold. Carrie felt a jolt as the support vanished, her heart skipping a beat as she instinctively grasped for him. Their bodies collided on the bed, her bathrobe teetering on the brink of decency, threatening to unravel with any minor shift. Propped on one elbow, Kristopher gazed down at her, his lips curled into a sly, teasing grin. "You wanted to be let go, didn't you? So why cling to me now?" His eyes, deep and sparkling like a midnight lake speckled with stars, captivated her. In those celestial depths, Carrie caught a glimpse of her own reflection. At times like this, she was misled into believing he harbored a deep affection. Sadly, his heart was a fortress reserved for Lise, and all Carrie had left were empty fantasies. "Boring!" she exclaimed, her voice devoid of any enthusiasm as she attempted to rise, her hand inadvertently brushing against something unexpected. The following moment brought a noticeable shift in his cock pressing against her stomach. "Don't move, or I can't promise what might happen next," he warned in a deep, gravelly voice. With a frown, Carrie internally cursed upon hearing the statement. It was an undeniable fact. Primal instincts steered the actions of men. Absence of affection didn't quell their basic desires. Yet, she dared not agitate Kristopher. Angling her face away, her body remained rigid, frozen in place. Carrie, feeling irked, shot back. "Didn't you say there's nothing here to see? What's with the reaction now, Mr. Norris? Are you really that easy to impress?" No sooner had her words flown than she grasped the potential repercussions of her sharp tongue. A wave of regret surged through Carrie, but instead of anger, Kristopher responded with a chuckle, "You are my wife, after all. Since that's something I can't alter, I might as well embrace it. Besides, it's been years since we became husband and wife--it would be a shame to neglect you completely." Chapter 4 Are You Out Of Your Mind? Kristopher slipped his hand beneath the folds of her bathrobe, his touch tracing the curve of Carrie's skin, as smooth and delicate as silk. He encircled her slender waist, drawing her closer with a gentle yet firm grip. Her face, a captivating canvas of defiance and visible irritation, ignited in him an uncontrollable urge to claim victory over her resistance. His breathing grew heavy, yet he remained composed, slowly removing his tailored suit. The fabric of his suit brushed lightly against Carrie's cheek, releasing a mix of scents: a familiar woody aroma intertwined with an unexpected zesty twist of lemon. It was unmistakably Jo Malone's Blue Agava and Cacao--Lise's signature scent. A surge of nausea overwhelmed Carrie at the realization. As Kristopher's eyes, now shaded with a stormy intensity, drew nearer to hers, the proximity conjured unwelcome visions of him with Lise. Her stomach churned violently, and with a sudden movement, she pushed him away, propping herself up with a jolt and a dry retch. "Ugh..." Her stomach had been empty all day, leaving her with nothing to bring up. The desire in Kristopher's gaze flickered out, replaced by a cold, detached expression as he withdrew slightly. Observing the genuine distress and the reddening of Carrie's eyes, Kristopher perceived her reaction for outright disgust at their closeness. He paused, fingers adjusting his shirt cuffs, his voice cold as he confronted her. "Carrie, is this reaction reserved only for me, or is it how you respond to all men?" The air in the room turned frosty, thick with tension. Carrie swallowed the sharp sting in her throat, her eyes widening in shock as she stared up at him. Ever since their marriage, she had cut ties with nearly all her male friends, yet here was Kristopher, casually tossing out comments sharp enough to cut glass. The years of love she had poured into their relationship now seemed utterly futile. Heat crept up her neck, coloring her cheeks a bright scarlet as indignation took hold. Without thinking, her hand flew up and delivered a stinging slap across Kristopher's face. All her suppressed grievances from the day ignited in that swift motion. Her bathrobe, loosened in the heat of the moment, slipped from her shoulders. Ignoring the flush of exposure, she swiftly gathered the fabric and draped it around herself, her movements quick and firm. The impact of her slap had left a light, crimson mark on Kristopher's cheek, marking him with her outrage. His eyes, wide with disbelief, met hers. "Carrie, are you out of your mind?" Out of her mind? Yes, she was clearly insane to ever fall for him in the first place. Carrie fumed silently, her heart pounding in her chest. Suddenly, the sharp buzz of the phone on the table cut through the mounting tension, its vibration bringing a brief respite from their standoff. Kristopher cast a fleeting glance at the message, shut off the phone with a snap, and strode towards the door, his back rigid with tension. Her voice, firm and unwavering, chased after him. "We're getting a divorce! Make sure you sign those papers before you walk out that door!" Kristopher paused briefly and said sharply, "I have something to do now. When I return, do whatever pleases you." With that, he forcefully shut the door. Carrie's eyes followed his unwavering exit, feeling an oppressive weight compressing her chest once again. She disregarded the sharp sting in her leg and hobbled determinedly toward her tablet. Fingers trembling, she hastily navigated to Lise's Twitter page. Lise had just uploaded a new tweet. The photo showed her lying down with a fever patch adhered to her forehead, still enveloped in Kristopher's familiar jacket. The caption read, "Being sick makes me extra clingy. Wishing I had someone here. Stay cozy and take care, everyone!" The simultaneous timing of these two events made it almost impossible for Carrie not to suspect that Kristopher had dashed off to tend to Lise. Carrie's instincts loudly proclaimed that this was no accident; Lise had deliberately sought to tug at Kristopher's heartstrings. It appeared her tactics were effective. Not even Carrie's stark threat of divorce could overshadow Lise's theatrical display of vulnerability. Seething with fury, Carrie quaked like a leaf swept into a storm. She steeled herself against the heartache, forcefully ripping the plastic wrap from her aching leg. After her lengthy soak, the bath's lingering moisture had infiltrated her skin, inflaming the wound until it was a vivid, angry red and painfully swollen. She, too, could be clingy. Even in the harshest times back in the county, she had shown vulnerability, breaking down into soft sobs within the comforting arms of her grandmother, especially that one time she got burned by the scalding kettle. But such vulnerability had its time and place, and it wasn't now. The stark reality of Kristopher's exit forced Carrie to confront her need for self-reliance. Biting down hard on her lip, Carrie cleaned the throbbing wound with a practiced hand before securely wrapping it anew. She rose with a newfound resolve and yanked a black suitcase from the far end of her expansive walk-in closet--it held all the belongings she'd brought into this house as a hopeful bride. She grabbed a fresh set of clothes to slip into and left a bank card neatly on the bedside table. She had transferred every penny she'd earned over the past year onto that card, effectively settling her financial entanglements with Kristopher over the last two years and cutting him out of her life for good. Dragging the heavy suitcase behind her, she limped painfully out of the opulent villa. As she passed through the gate, she wrapped her baseball jacket more tightly around her slight figure, her silhouette hauntingly solitary in the enveloping darkness. The night air of early spring was bitingly cold, devoid of any trace of warmth, a chill that seemed almost faint compared to the ice forming in Carrie's shattered heart. She had arrived here with nothing but a suitcase and a heart full of dreams, and now she was leaving, dreams crumbled, utterly alone. A bitter laugh slipped through her lips. If only she hadn't fallen so hard for him, if only she'd proposed an amicable separation at the end of their agreed year, maybe she wouldn't be wandering now, a lost soul in the shadow of her former self. Lise didn't have to lift a finger, and Carrie had already fallen, utterly broken and beyond redemption. Chapter 5 A Gathering Meanwhile, in the Oasis Club, renowned as the priciest spot in Orkset, the air within the VIP room crackled with excitement. Under the spell of bright lights and thumping music, a diverse group of men and women lounged together, basking in the exclusivity of the setting. Suddenly, the door burst open, revealing Kristopher in the doorway. The karaoke session halted abruptly as the crowd turned to greet him in unison, voices mingling. "Kristopher..." Before they could utter another word, a woman cloaked from head to toe stepped out from behind him. Lise, with a fluid motion, removed her mask and slid her arm through Kristopher's. She addressed the room with a poised charm. "My assistant took a sudden leave, and I found myself without company. Not keen on spending the evening alone, I invited Kristopher to join me. I trust that's alright?" Lise's beauty was without question. Her face was a delicate composition of cherry lips and a sculpted nose, framed by eyes that shimmered with a vulnerable allure, commanding a protective fervor from those around her--her presence, ethereal. In contrast, Carrie's features were more pronounced, her beauty vivid and striking. Lise, by comparison, carried a softer, more understated elegance. Yet, as it often goes, matters of the heart followed no simple paths. While Kristopher and Carrie were married, it was in name only; Kristopher seemed detached and seldom included her in private social events. The group didn't have much of a relationship with Carrie, leading them to feel no obligation to defend her. Upon hearing Lise's comment, a moment of discomfort rippled through the air. Nonetheless, they quickly recovered, offering a congenial smile as they said, "We're all friends here; let's not bother with formalities." Lise offered a subtle, knowing smile, as she gracefully accompanied Kristopher into the bustling room. The event that evening had been meticulously planned to express appreciation for Kristopher's contributions. As they stepped into the room, the crowd parted like the sea, making way for them to proceed to the seats of honor. The group's leader handed Kristopher a glass of wine with a flourish, proclaiming with a broad grin, "We truly owe you a debt of gratitude, Mr. Norris! Your exceptional talents are the talk of the town, and witnessing them firsthand today only confirms it. Without your expertise, securing this contract would have been a fantasy!" Their gathering marked the launch of a novel shopping platform, one that had been in negotiation with numerous local brands in Orkset. But the scenario changed dramatically when the tech giant JoyBuy dramatically entered the scene, stirring up the competitive landscape. Competing with JoyBuy was akin to the classic David versus Goliath tale--hopelessly daunting. In a surge of desperation, they turned to Kristopher, reaching out through a network of connections for his renowned strategic prowess. With his characteristic swiftness, Kristopher hatched an ingenious plan and swiftly secured the deal, snatching it from the clutches of JoyBuy right before the business association could ink their agreement--a masterful coup that reverberated success. This remarkable turnaround only intensified the already deep respect everyone held for Kristopher. Albin Murray, beaming with pride, couldn't help but boast, "Ah, just look at the caliber of his friends! They thought they could steal deals right under our noses, obviously underestimating Kristopher's clout!" Albin, born into the wealthy Murray family, counted himself among Kristopher's closest friends. He was renowned for his sprawling social web--a network through which the desperate plea for help was channeled to Kristopher. Meanwhile, Kristopher himself, the focus of all their discussions, reclined nonchalantly on the couch, bathed in the soft glow of the overhead lights. He was well-versed in the art of receiving compliments; thus, his expression stayed calm and detached. The ambient light sculpted his angular features, casting dramatic shadows that emphasized his high nose bridge and sharply cut jawline, as though he were a living masterpiece. His natural grace and detachment eclipsed any terrestrial magnificence. Following a sequence of celebratory toasts, when it became apparent that Kristopher merely touched his glass without truly drinking, the rest of the company toned down their conversation, allowing him a moment of repose with his eyes gently shut. Lise, slightly feverish, opted not to indulge in the spirits, choosing instead to sit in serene silence next to Kristopher, her eyes lingering on him with a look of deep, unmistakable adoration. Albin, captivated by the seemingly perfect pair, pondered the whims of destiny. He discreetly captured their image with his smartphone and nonchalantly shared it across his social networks. As the evening progressed and the liquor dwindled, the room's door swung open anew. Kristopher's personal assistant, Oliver Brooks, made his entrance, acknowledging the gathering with a courteous nod that bordered on respect but avoided groveling, swiftly positioning himself in front of Kristopher. Silence hung in the air, yet Lise, unable to contain her curiosity, leaned in and whispered, "What's going on?" Oliver, maintaining his focus on Kristopher, chose not to respond directly to her. A flush of embarrassment tinted Lise's cheeks as she turned towards Kristopher, hesitatingly inquiring, "Should I leave?" Kristopher adjusted his posture, his voice low and calm as he instructed, "Go ahead, speak." A shiver of apprehension coursed through Oliver as he tentatively began, "Mr. Norris, Mrs. Norris has departed from Bayview Villa, and..." &10& | Hello reading | 49985 | https://www.facebook.com/61552535188096/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 2661412 | 1 | active | 1/7/25, 6:12 PM | 6/8/25, 10:03 PM | 1736295148 | 1749438239 | 2231 | yourgiveawayday.online | Learn more | VIDEO | CLICK NOW FOR $500 Amazon 👉 | https://yourgiveawayday.online/rhuJ6RojnPCsyDmOqbIKoZ62ANLSKuxiYdziNquroSU/?sid={{campaign.name}}&qs1={{adset.name}}&qs2={{ad.name}} | 3.89033567633E+14 | Giveaway Today | https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/472739105_1785117008987469_3400064845296540232_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=106&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=HI02r0JbrPcQ7kNvgFflUEg&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=Ajf8w347rncP7LpoOCSI1JR&oh=00_AYALqeXLns8z1yi3xDuFDkr0SFqkpX-VIIaZL7egvzgBOw&oe=678385D6 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | Want to shop smart? 💸 Win a FREE $500 Amazon gift card. Instant access and endless shopping options. Tap here to claim your gift card now! 🎁 | Giveaway Today | 146 | https://www.facebook.com/61564657756157/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 2661382 | 1 | active | 1/7/25, 6:12 PM | 6/8/25, 10:22 PM | 1736295141 | 1749439374 | 2231 | www.eventbrite.com | Learn more | VIDEO | Win $2,500 Wedding Venue! 💍 | https://www.eventbrite.com/e/1128160762209 | 2.5251903814056E+14 | Colorado Bridal Show | https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/472572155_1668060327081967_5091394209698215593_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=111&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=MhsneWwkiJAQ7kNvgFqBCHA&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=AGUlWap163M8G5t1kMd3yDK&oh=00_AYByWMib-e6NcFOT64UT6zrUtYiXqbT0yi_tTmikWsCEBw&oe=67839E2B | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | 💍🎉 Say “I Do” to Your Dream Wedding! 🎉💍 Are you planning your big day? Claim FREE TICKETS to the Colorado Bridal Show and get a chance to win an AMAZING GRAND PRIZE that will make your wedding unforgettable! 🌟 ✨ GRAND PRIZE GIVEAWAY ✨ Win a $2,500 Wedding Venue Rental at the stunning Mishawaka! 💒 Imagine exchanging vows surrounded by breathtaking Rocky Mountain views. 📅 Prize valid for a Tuesday or Wednesday in Summer/Fall 2025. Dates subject to availability. 🎟️ FREE TICKETS are available now, but spots are limited—secure yours today! 📍 Colorado Bridal Show 🌟 Discover the latest wedding trends, meet top vendors, and plan your perfect day—all in one place! 🎁 Don’t miss this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to win the wedding venue of your dreams! 👉 Click below to claim your free tickets and enter to win the Grand Prize! 💍 Claim Your Free Tickets Now! 💍 | Colorado Bridal Show | 2562 | https://www.facebook.com/COBridalShow/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 2661431 | 1 | active | 1/7/25, 6:12 PM | 6/8/25, 11:40 PM | 1736295155 | 1749444023 | 2231 | Send message | IMAGE | 4.0021070983914E+14 | The Laundry Queen | https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/472764731_947872986901770_8109213448493832759_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=111&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=JpJm2bIZ-mMQ7kNvgGl5RW3&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=Ajf8w347rncP7LpoOCSI1JR&oh=00_AYBiSDoCtk5kp40XkFVyjOTtWl8uUxZ8SyQ413aXbHmFtQ&oe=6783857E | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | 🎈🎈🎈GIVEAWAY TIME!!!🎈🎈🎈 Would you like 50% OFF your laundry? (For one order) Here's what you need to do: 1. Like this post and my page. 2. Share this post to your page. 3. Tag 3 friends on this post who don't know about this awesome opportunity yet. Once I have at least 10 new comments, I will put the names in a wheel and see who wins. I will tag that person. 😊 | The Laundry Queen | 41 | https://www.facebook.com/thelaundryqueenindiana/ | 0 | MESSAGE_PAGE | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 2661444 | 1 | active | 1/7/25, 6:12 PM | 6/8/25, 11:36 PM | 1736295158 | 1749443799 | 2231 | forged4x4.com | Sign up | VIDEO | Enter to WIN: Tundra TRD Pro + $50,000! | F44 Giveaway #16 | https://forged4x4.com/special/rugged/order?utm_source=facebook&utm_medium=cpc&utm_campaign={{campaign.name}}&utm_content={{adset.name}}&utm_term=mr_fb&utm_creative={{ad.name}} | 1.0241922814631E+14 | Forged4x4 | https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/472762892_2364440967223294_9221352324310031912_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=100&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=mcmWrJT3oaUQ7kNvgHSDoru&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=AZ-NdF4mcnSQSb5O7VJRQ5J&oh=00_AYDnmWbAO0NksjQj45V5vmaTBC8BoOd9LZGdsWczA6fpEw&oe=67838CC8 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | 𝐖𝐢𝐧 𝐁𝐈𝐆 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟓! 🔥🔥 This Toyota Tundra TRD Pro 𝑎𝑛𝑑 $50,000 cash could be yours with just one entry! | Forged4x4 | 39188 | https://www.facebook.com/Forged4x4/ | 0 | SIGN_UP | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 2661349 | 1 | active | 1/7/25, 6:12 PM | 6/9/25, 1:50 AM | 1736295127 | 1749451820 | 2231 | Send message | VIDEO | 68481792648 | organicgirl | https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/472714107_1703203723743219_675986984212087609_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=105&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=35msu8e7AwMQ7kNvgEf1HX1&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=A1yscoCQQjfcpmfDKugBZ0n&oh=00_AYD4Dho4k7unTqCJ5bzxhULbp4s-fv76WH-pyswIowAhJQ&oe=6783A0BB | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | it’s time for a fresh experience, besties! 💓 what better way to start the new year than by checking off those bucket list experiences! ✅ enter this ✨ GIVEAWAY ✨ for a chance to win a gift card towards concerts, sporting games, theater, comedy shows and much more! ✨3 lucky people have the chance to WIN a $1,000 *Ticketmaster gift card and FREE organicgirl greens for a year! ✨20 lucky winners will WIN one year of FREE organicgirl greens! ✨EVERYONE who enters this giveaway will receive a $1 off coupon! follow the instructions below to enter! rules: 🌱click the link in our bio to fill out the entry form 🌱make sure you follow @organicgirl 🌱tag 1 of your besties who would love a fresh experience 🌱for bonus entries, share this post to your story (don’t forget to tag @organicgirl!) giveaway ends 2/13 at 11:59pm PST. must be 18+ to enter. open to US and Canada residents only. this promotion is in no way sponsored, administered by, or associated with Instagram. good luck! 🫶 *This promotion is wholly sponsored by organicgirl, LLC and does not state or imply any relationship or other sponsorship between organicgirl and Ticketmaster. All promotional gifts are offered by and exclusively paid for by organicgirl. Ticketmaster and all related Trademarks are wholly owned by Ticketmaster. #iloveorganicgirl #organicgirl #freshexperiences | organicgirl | 76960 | https://www.facebook.com/iloveorganicgirl/ | 0 | MESSAGE_PAGE | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 2661411 | 1 | active | 1/7/25, 6:12 PM | 6/9/25, 4:09 AM | 1736295148 | 1749460191 | 2231 | yourgiveawayday.online | Learn more | VIDEO | CLICK NOW FOR $100 Walmart 👉 | https://yourgiveawayday.online/u0VOGtSrfXTIS4Nv3tsCQJPdbQ9xdXnlQvxlhKunlG4/?sid={{campaign.name}}&qs1={{adset.name}}&qs2={{ad.name}} | 3.89033567633E+14 | Giveaway Today | https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/472788957_611928257920948_8172390123114000334_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=110&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=FKChfvQifuYQ7kNvgFAWxK2&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=Aok3YOI6iARasEBPQpxTXGl&oh=00_AYAkZSRUJGMce64Bo-uI7QepXuy93kC7JCvC_EyKfTERJg&oe=6783A69D | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | Want to shop smart? 💸 Win a FREE $100 Walmart gift card. Instant access and endless shopping options. Tap here to claim your gift card now! 🎁 | Giveaway Today | 146 | https://www.facebook.com/61564657756157/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 2661337 | 1 | active | 1/7/25, 6:12 PM | 6/9/25, 5:31 AM | 1736295124 | 1749465109 | 2231 | fbweb.moboreader.net | Learn more | VIDEO | Read next chapter👉 | https://fbweb.moboreader.net/65282322-fb_contact-enp26_6-1226-core3.html?adid={{ad.id}}&char=124213&accid=1608252460124701&exdata=CC02B7B114E0CD217B8F1CF8025617119DD2DA3381866DE3 | 1.5912914394216E+14 | Hello reading | https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/472753835_567616486080282_4069704859816563285_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=111&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=36JpgCrighMQ7kNvgEY26l0&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=A1yscoCQQjfcpmfDKugBZ0n&oh=00_AYD5iAgLV06FKfm9brSsmSm6rp1LbnsKqYYBCRbJ4vu8kQ&oe=6783A30A | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | He divorced her because of cheating. She left a message: "You will regret it." 4 years later, he saw her on TV and introduced her as a top 100 female CEO, but she shone and attracted everyone's attention. He was frustrated and begged to win her back! ===== In the bustling, weathered heart of Orkset, flames erupted violently within an ancient apartment building. Propelled by gusts of wind, the fire devoured the structure, belching dense smoke and bright, searing tongues of flame. "Saved! They've been saved." The words echoed amidst the chaos. Firefighters emerged from the smoldering inferno, carrying Carrie Campbell to safety at the roadside. Her features, usually refined and expressive, were now smeared with soot; her sparkling eyes dimmed to a vacant gaze, hollow and lost. As reality seeped back into her consciousness, Carrie felt a rush of gratitude overpower her usual composure. Her voice, hoarse and weak, conveyed a profound "thank you" to her rescuers. Shaking, she fumbled for her phone, her fingertips quivering as they found the familiar number. "Hello, the person you are trying to reach is currently unavailable. Please try again later..." The automated message played after a few rings, leaving her with a lump in her throat, her unvoiced frustrations and sorrow welling up inside her. Bang! With a deafening roar, the explosion abruptly silenced the cold, mechanical voice echoing through the line. Carrie's head snapped upwards, shock painted on her face as she witnessed the apartment she had just exited erupt into flames. Chunks of debris were hurled into the air by the force of the blast, scattering across the sky. Panic engulfed the crowd as survivors, freshly rescued, screamed in terror. They huddled together, seeking solace in each other's arms, their cries piercing the tumultuous scene. In stark contrast, Carrie lay alone on a stretcher, her isolation magnified amidst the chaos. "Kristopher..." Fighting the dread creeping up her spine, Carrie pressed her lips together tightly and dialed her husband's number again, her resolve unwavering. Yet, the call disconnected after a few short rings, leaving her with a haunting silence. Just then, a Twitter notification flickered on her phone screen. The gossip feed was alive with the latest gossip: #LiseNash #MysteriouBoyfriend. According to the tweet, a producer from a well-known variety show had invited the renowned star Lise Nash to a dinner, which had quickly soured when she declined to partake in a toast. This act of defiance had sparked a confrontation, only to be interrupted by Lise's domineering boyfriend. He stormed into the private dining room, dismissing the producer with a dismissive wave and escorting Lise away. The tweet described the scene vividly, painting a picture of a powerful man defending his beloved partner. Yet, perhaps due to his prominence, only the back of the man was visible in the accompanying photos, preserving his anonymity. Meanwhile, Lise, donning an oversized suit jacket, beamed a smile, reaching out to clasp his hand as they departed together. Carrie's eyes were glued to the screen, her stare intense and unblinking as she absorbed the image before her. There he was--Kristopher Norris! The suit jacket draped carelessly over Lise was a dead giveaway. Every piece of clothing Kristopher owned had been meticulously tailored by a master craftsman abroad, a detail Carrie knew all too well. Her grip on her phone tightened, her knuckles blanching to a stark white, as if her very soul were being squeezed by an invisible hand, the pain sharp and acid-like in its intensity. In her most desperate moment, Kristopher had coldly disconnected their call, choosing instead to be at Lise's side. What was the worth of their two-year marriage? The tears she had been holding back now overwhelmed her, streaming down her face. Even as she tilted her head back in a futile attempt to stem the flow, the tears continued to escape. Lise had always been Kristopher's first love, a fact whispered and gossiped about among their circles. The Norris family had never approved of Lise, seeing her ordinary background as unfitting. Forced apart by family pressures, it had been Lise who ended things, but the past, it seemed, was not easily left behind. Kristopher had diligently pursued the leadership of the Norris family, harboring dreams of finally being with Lise. Yet, when he reached his goal, he discovered that Lise had already chosen another. In defiance of his family's expectations and perhaps out of bitterness, Kristopher turned to Carrie, a woman equally devoid of wealth or status, to become Mrs. Norris, thereby blocking any matchmaking attempts by his relatives. At that time, Carrie faced immense pressure from her father, Tristan Campbell, who was pushing her towards a marriage with a playboy, the son of a business associate, to cover her grandmother's steep medical expenses. Both Kristopher and Carrie, driven by their personal motives, consented to a marriage of convenience. Originally set for just one year, their contractual marriage stretched beyond its term, sustained by a shared understanding between them. Over time, Carrie began to believe in the authenticity of their union, never suspecting that it was merely an extension of her hopes. Just moments ago, a fire had nearly claimed Carrie's life. In that critical moment, she reached out to Kristopher, only to be twice rebuffed as he spent his time with Lise. This harsh reality shattered Carrie's illusions, revealing that her perceived transition from pretense to genuine relationship was nothing but a facade maintained by her own desires. Carrie wasn't even a temporary substitute in Kristopher's life but merely a pawn used to spite his family. After a poignant pause, tears welled up in Carrie's eyes, unstoppable and poignant. It might be time for her to release herself from the shackles of her own hopeful delusions--to stop deceiving herself. Chapter 2 Trending Topics The overwhelming number of injuries from the fire was staggering, straining the already frantic doctors and nurses as they tried to provide aid. Carrie had been merely grazed by a splintered clothes rack, which left a deep, jagged wound on her calf. In comparison to the chaos around her, her wounds seemed almost negligible. She managed to get basic care--a brisk cleaning and a quick wrap of bandages--at a local hospital before catching a cab back to her house. Bayview Villa, a grand property under Kristopher's name, was technically their matrimonial residence. Living alone had become the norm for Carrie, as Kristopher was hardly ever around. She had bid farewell to the housekeeper, discovering that her life could be quite adequately maintained with just takeout, deliveries, and the occasional visit from a part-time cleaner. Now, she found herself the sole occupant of the sprawling living room, sinking into the sofa, her gaze drifting across the empty space. The stark, monochrome decor did nothing to imbue warmth into the atmosphere. A chilling realization crept up on her: this vast, elegant space felt more like a colossal tomb, a silent grave for her lost years of youth and a love that had quietly slipped away. In this cold, echoing house, would anyone even notice if her breath ceased one day? Carrie exhaled a weary sigh, her frame heavy as she leaned against the cold wall for support, struggling up the stairs to her bedroom on the second floor. Each step was a battle, sending stabbing pains shooting through her from the surface of her skin down to her aching bones. The house, stark and hollow, echoed even the smallest sounds, magnifying her sense of isolation. It was today, amidst this profound silence, that Carrie truly grasped the all-encompassing nature of her loneliness--it was almost tangible, enveloping her senses with its texture and mournful whispers, tightening around her heart like a vice, producing a dull, relentless ache. Upon reaching the sanctuary of her bedroom, she collapsed onto the bed, the very embodiment of exhaustion, feeling it both physically and spiritually. Just as she surrendered to this weariness, the sharp ring of the phone pierced the silence. "You reached out to me earlier. What do you need?" Kristopher's voice cut through the line, cold and distant as ever. Carrie was caught off guard by his unexpected call. Words failed her as she parted her lips to respond, but before she could collect her thoughts, a soft, feminine voice floated through from the other end. "Kristopher, will you join me to..." A surge of emotions tightened Carrie's grip on the phone, her heart thumping louder with each second. Overwhelmed and unable to contain her rising panic, she demanded, "Who's there with you?" Kristopher gave no answer, merely stating in a flat, disinterested voice, "If there's something you need, let's catch up when I'm back. I have pressing engagements right now, so I must disconnect." He promptly ended the call, cutting off any chance for Carrie to reply. As the harsh beep of the disconnected line filled her ears, Carrie's lips twisted into a rueful grin. How utterly foolish she felt! Deep down, she knew his response all too well, yet she had clung to the hope of hearing his voice confirm it. With a sense of self-inflicted irony, Carrie activated her tablet and scrolled through the day's hot topics. One headline caught her eye: "A female star shielded from harassment at a dinner by her formidable partner." A wry smile twisted her lips. Carrie knew all too well what it was like to face harassment at those kinds of dinners. She vividly remembered her first major audition after her entering the showbiz; her agent had escorted her to a dinner with the influential director and producer of the drama series "Serene Sighs." As a novice in the dizzying world of showbiz, Carrie had felt incredibly vulnerable, uncertain of how to navigate the murky waters of such gatherings. The producer had eyed her shamelessly, sneering as he asked, "Is this the new talent you're introducing? She appears presentable, but I'm curious to see how she fares with a drink. Here's the deal, if you can gulp down this bottle in one go, I'll secure you an audition for the lead role." Carrie was inclined to decline, but under the relentless pressure from her agent, she found herself compelled to consume the entire bottle. As the evening wore on, she was hurriedly taken to the hospital suffering from a severe stomach ailment. Her agent, fretful about the prospect of the role slipping away to another, quickly settled the hospital charges and departed. At that time, Carrie found herself isolated in a hospital bed for several long days. Yet, even before Carrie could be released from the hospital, the media was abuzz with the announcement that Lise had secured the lead role in "Serene Sighs." Subsequently, her agent rebuked Carrie for her lack of ambition, complaining, "You are more appealing than Lise, so why can't you show more drive? She cozied up to Mr. Norris and hardly had to make an effort. She's surrounded by people eager to cater to her every need. I've heard that Mr. Norris personally orchestrated her landing the lead role in this production!" When the show premiered, Lise was catapulted into stardom, swiftly ascending to the elite echelons of the acting world. From that moment forward, Carrie let her acting aspirations wane and chose instead to devote herself entirely to supporting her husband, Kristopher. After all, no matter her efforts, she could never get the same career opportunities that Lise seemed to receive effortlessly with Kristopher's offhand remarks. At that time, Carrie had believed she was filling the role that was meant to be Lise's as Mrs. Norris, which meant she owed Lise. By giving up the career opportunities to Lise, Carrie thought they would settle their unspoken debt. However, Carrie hadn't foreseen that Lise would claim both the coveted career and Kristopher's affections. As Lise's professional and love life blossomed, Carrie came to the painful realization that she had been overly consumed with her romantic pursuits, at the expense of her career, and now, she found herself bereft of both love and professional fulfillment. With tears streaming down her face, Carrie viewed her past two years as tragically misguided. Given another opportunity, she resolved she wouldn't be so unguarded, letting her heart recklessly fall captive to Kristopher's charm. "Ms. Spencer, the new copyright contract is prepared. Please review it for any discrepancies." Her phone buzzed with the alert, snapping Carrie out of her reverie. She gazed at the PDF file attached in the message, her mind briefly overwhelmed. Under the pseudonym Katrina Spencer, Carrie had once made a name for herself as a budding screenwriter, selling numerous scripts in her early days. During her early career as Katrina, Carrie often sold her work for a pittance, compelled by her urgent need for immediate cash. Over the years, these scripts transformed into blockbuster films and hit series, catapulting Katrina's reputation to new heights. By this time, Carrie had married Kristopher and was no longer plagued by the financial woes that had once driven her to desperation--her grandmother's hefty medical bills were a thing of the past. With her financial crises resolved, Carrie's life had pivoted to domestic responsibilities, striving to be an exemplary wife to Kristopher. Amidst these changes, her pseudonym, Katrina Spencer, gradually receded into the background. However, her past as Katrina wasn't ready to be shelved just yet. Recently, an interested buyer had come forward, ready to pay a handsome sum for one of her old scripts. Carrie, however, was hesitant to sell. She raised several concerns about the contract presented to her, and to her astonishment, the buyer was genuine enough to revise it accordingly. Holding the revised contract in her hands, Carrie inhaled deeply, her resolve hardening. She seemed to have reached a crucial decision. Her fingers danced over her phone's keyboard with swift precision, typing out a firm command. "Create a divorce agreement following my terms and ensure it reaches Kristopher Norris at the Norris Group." Without pausing for a response, she placed her phone aside and limped toward the bathroom, each step echoing a blend of determination and newfound independence. Chapter 3 Exchange Of Conveniences Thirty minutes had passed, Carrie finally heaved herself up from the bathtub, her limbs feeling heavy and uncooperative. As she lifted her gaze, her own image in the mirror halted her movements--her skin appeared as smooth and impeccable as fine porcelain, glowing with an unblemished radiance. Her eyes, deep pools of allure, sparkled with an enchanting, soft warmth, inviting anyone who dared meet her gaze. Despite edging into her late twenties at twenty-five, she reveled in the fact that time had yet to etch its marks upon her flawless complexion. Surely, a woman with such a visage had no place for self-pity. Absorbed in her contemplation, Carrie carelessly extended her right leg onto the cold floor, forgetting it was the very limb she had injured. Wrapped excessively in cling film to shield it from moisture, the tight encasement had stifled her circulation, rendering her leg eerily numb. As her foot touched down, it betrayed her, slipping forward unexpectedly. "Ah!" Carrie gasped, her arms flailing in a frantic ballet, searching for a lifeline in the void. Just as she teetered on the brink of a painful rendezvous with the floor, the bathroom door burst open. Kristopher stood at the entrance, his suit immaculately tailored, creating a striking figure. As their eyes locked, he paused, visibly taken aback, then quickly closed the distance with brisk strides. Carrie's breath caught as Kristopher swept her up in a graceful bridal style, an unexpected tightness wrapping around her waist. Caught off guard by his sudden appearance, Carrie realized with a jolt that she was completely bare. A flush of embarrassment washed over her as she instinctively clutched her hands over her chest. This was their first moment of such intimacy since their wedding, and the discomfort made her toes curl inward, her skin blushing a delicate shade of pink. Kristopher looked down at her with a mischievous grin. "Let's be honest, there's not much to see," he teased gently. Feeling both mortified and slightly irritated, Carrie snapped back, "Oh, Mr. Norris, after all you've seen, I suppose nothing can impress you anymore." She carried her C-cup curves with understated charm, a touch of sensuality that outshone Lise's painfully flat, almost awkwardly rigid build. Yet Carrie knew well that without love, even the most perfect physique paled in comparison to the charm of one dearly cherished. Nonchalantly, Kristopher reached for a bathrobe hanging behind the door and draped it over her. His frown deepened at her comment. "What are you talking about, Carrie?" A thought seemed to strike him, and his expression grew even more impatient. "Tell me, did you send those divorce papers in the dead of night just to lure me back here--to catch you completely bare?" His tone was a mix of disbelief and annoyance. "I told you I was swamped with work. Was this dramatic display really necessary?" Carrie's temper flared at his accusatory tone, reigniting the tension between them. He was always so quick to lose patience with her. She wasn't the type to throw around words like divorce or breakups lightly. In fact, this was the first time she'd ever mentioned divorce in their two-year marriage, yet he seemed indifferent to her turmoil. He simply dismissed her concerns as if she were overreacting about trivial matters. Despite the throbbing pain in her leg, Carrie mustered her strength and said, "Put me down." Kristopher, however, paid no heed, his eyes scanning her leg swathed in bandages. His brow furrowed slightly. "What happened to your leg? Is this some elaborate ploy to lure me back?" At his words, a bitter laugh escaped Carrie. It seemed he viewed her as merely seeking attention, and in failing to capture it, she had likely concocted a story to draw him back, allowing her to dramatize her plight in his presence. With a blank face, she replied untruthfully, "It's a beauty treatment that shouldn't get wet." "Why did you suddenly decide to undergo such a treatment?" Kristopher inquired, his tone casual as he carried her outside, not pressing the issue further. His frame was large, and through his thin shirt, she could distinctly feel the warmth of his body and the defined shape of his chest muscles. The closeness created an uncomfortable tension for Carrie, who had resolved to end things once and for all. Her voice climbed involuntarily, sharper this time. "Oh, since when have you been concerned with such minor things, Mr. Norris?" For the first time, Kristopher witnessed her using biting sarcasm; it struck him as peculiarly amusing. With a calm demeanor, he responded, "You're my wife, it's only natural I'd be concerned about your well-being." "Really?" There was a somber note in Carrie's voice now. "It seems like you've never really regarded me as your wife. I'm scared that if I were to die, you wouldn't even know until much later." After all, at that very moment, Kristopher had been distracted, lost in moments with his first love, too consumed to lend an ear to her desperate pleas. Caught off guard by her accusation, Kristopher's eyes widened with surprise before he let out a disbelieving chuckle. "Carrie, what's brought on this sudden outburst of anger? Just because I was tied up this afternoon and missed your call? Perhaps I've been too indulgent with you lately, and it's made you a bit too presumptuous?" Carrie froze, startled. Was he accusing her of being too presumptuous? She realized their marriage had always been lopsided. In his eyes, she was nothing more than a transactional partner, a woman who had bartered her freedom for financial security. Their union was meant to be a mere exchange of conveniences, yet she had, quite foolishly, fallen deeply in love with him. In the tricky terrain of romance, the one who fell first invariably found themselves at a distinct disadvantage. Kristopher's dismissive reaction left Carrie reeling, her emotions dismissed as trifles, a tight knot of suffocation rising in her chest. "I said to put me down this instant!" Carrie exclaimed, jerking her head to the side, her voice laced with a sharp edge of impatience. Kristopher remained mute, effortlessly carrying her towards the bed before suddenly releasing his hold. Carrie felt a jolt as the support vanished, her heart skipping a beat as she instinctively grasped for him. Their bodies collided on the bed, her bathrobe teetering on the brink of decency, threatening to unravel with any minor shift. Propped on one elbow, Kristopher gazed down at her, his lips curled into a sly, teasing grin. "You wanted to be let go, didn't you? So why cling to me now?" His eyes, deep and sparkling like a midnight lake speckled with stars, captivated her. In those celestial depths, Carrie caught a glimpse of her own reflection. At times like this, she was misled into believing he harbored a deep affection. Sadly, his heart was a fortress reserved for Lise, and all Carrie had left were empty fantasies. "Boring!" she exclaimed, her voice devoid of any enthusiasm as she attempted to rise, her hand inadvertently brushing against something unexpected. The following moment brought a noticeable shift in his cock pressing against her stomach. "Don't move, or I can't promise what might happen next," he warned in a deep, gravelly voice. With a frown, Carrie internally cursed upon hearing the statement. It was an undeniable fact. Primal instincts steered the actions of men. Absence of affection didn't quell their basic desires. Yet, she dared not agitate Kristopher. Angling her face away, her body remained rigid, frozen in place. Carrie, feeling irked, shot back. "Didn't you say there's nothing here to see? What's with the reaction now, Mr. Norris? Are you really that easy to impress?" No sooner had her words flown than she grasped the potential repercussions of her sharp tongue. A wave of regret surged through Carrie, but instead of anger, Kristopher responded with a chuckle, "You are my wife, after all. Since that's something I can't alter, I might as well embrace it. Besides, it's been years since we became husband and wife--it would be a shame to neglect you completely." Chapter 4 Are You Out Of Your Mind? Kristopher slipped his hand beneath the folds of her bathrobe, his touch tracing the curve of Carrie's skin, as smooth and delicate as silk. He encircled her slender waist, drawing her closer with a gentle yet firm grip. Her face, a captivating canvas of defiance and visible irritation, ignited in him an uncontrollable urge to claim victory over her resistance. His breathing grew heavy, yet he remained composed, slowly removing his tailored suit. The fabric of his suit brushed lightly against Carrie's cheek, releasing a mix of scents: a familiar woody aroma intertwined with an unexpected zesty twist of lemon. It was unmistakably Jo Malone's Blue Agava and Cacao--Lise's signature scent. A surge of nausea overwhelmed Carrie at the realization. As Kristopher's eyes, now shaded with a stormy intensity, drew nearer to hers, the proximity conjured unwelcome visions of him with Lise. Her stomach churned violently, and with a sudden movement, she pushed him away, propping herself up with a jolt and a dry retch. "Ugh..." Her stomach had been empty all day, leaving her with nothing to bring up. The desire in Kristopher's gaze flickered out, replaced by a cold, detached expression as he withdrew slightly. Observing the genuine distress and the reddening of Carrie's eyes, Kristopher perceived her reaction for outright disgust at their closeness. He paused, fingers adjusting his shirt cuffs, his voice cold as he confronted her. "Carrie, is this reaction reserved only for me, or is it how you respond to all men?" The air in the room turned frosty, thick with tension. Carrie swallowed the sharp sting in her throat, her eyes widening in shock as she stared up at him. Ever since their marriage, she had cut ties with nearly all her male friends, yet here was Kristopher, casually tossing out comments sharp enough to cut glass. The years of love she had poured into their relationship now seemed utterly futile. Heat crept up her neck, coloring her cheeks a bright scarlet as indignation took hold. Without thinking, her hand flew up and delivered a stinging slap across Kristopher's face. All her suppressed grievances from the day ignited in that swift motion. Her bathrobe, loosened in the heat of the moment, slipped from her shoulders. Ignoring the flush of exposure, she swiftly gathered the fabric and draped it around herself, her movements quick and firm. The impact of her slap had left a light, crimson mark on Kristopher's cheek, marking him with her outrage. His eyes, wide with disbelief, met hers. "Carrie, are you out of your mind?" Out of her mind? Yes, she was clearly insane to ever fall for him in the first place. Carrie fumed silently, her heart pounding in her chest. Suddenly, the sharp buzz of the phone on the table cut through the mounting tension, its vibration bringing a brief respite from their standoff. Kristopher cast a fleeting glance at the message, shut off the phone with a snap, and strode towards the door, his back rigid with tension. Her voice, firm and unwavering, chased after him. "We're getting a divorce! Make sure you sign those papers before you walk out that door!" Kristopher paused briefly and said sharply, "I have something to do now. When I return, do whatever pleases you." With that, he forcefully shut the door. Carrie's eyes followed his unwavering exit, feeling an oppressive weight compressing her chest once again. She disregarded the sharp sting in her leg and hobbled determinedly toward her tablet. Fingers trembling, she hastily navigated to Lise's Twitter page. Lise had just uploaded a new tweet. The photo showed her lying down with a fever patch adhered to her forehead, still enveloped in Kristopher's familiar jacket. The caption read, "Being sick makes me extra clingy. Wishing I had someone here. Stay cozy and take care, everyone!" The simultaneous timing of these two events made it almost impossible for Carrie not to suspect that Kristopher had dashed off to tend to Lise. Carrie's instincts loudly proclaimed that this was no accident; Lise had deliberately sought to tug at Kristopher's heartstrings. It appeared her tactics were effective. Not even Carrie's stark threat of divorce could overshadow Lise's theatrical display of vulnerability. Seething with fury, Carrie quaked like a leaf swept into a storm. She steeled herself against the heartache, forcefully ripping the plastic wrap from her aching leg. After her lengthy soak, the bath's lingering moisture had infiltrated her skin, inflaming the wound until it was a vivid, angry red and painfully swollen. She, too, could be clingy. Even in the harshest times back in the county, she had shown vulnerability, breaking down into soft sobs within the comforting arms of her grandmother, especially that one time she got burned by the scalding kettle. But such vulnerability had its time and place, and it wasn't now. The stark reality of Kristopher's exit forced Carrie to confront her need for self-reliance. Biting down hard on her lip, Carrie cleaned the throbbing wound with a practiced hand before securely wrapping it anew. She rose with a newfound resolve and yanked a black suitcase from the far end of her expansive walk-in closet--it held all the belongings she'd brought into this house as a hopeful bride. She grabbed a fresh set of clothes to slip into and left a bank card neatly on the bedside table. She had transferred every penny she'd earned over the past year onto that card, effectively settling her financial entanglements with Kristopher over the last two years and cutting him out of her life for good. Dragging the heavy suitcase behind her, she limped painfully out of the opulent villa. As she passed through the gate, she wrapped her baseball jacket more tightly around her slight figure, her silhouette hauntingly solitary in the enveloping darkness. The night air of early spring was bitingly cold, devoid of any trace of warmth, a chill that seemed almost faint compared to the ice forming in Carrie's shattered heart. She had arrived here with nothing but a suitcase and a heart full of dreams, and now she was leaving, dreams crumbled, utterly alone. A bitter laugh slipped through her lips. If only she hadn't fallen so hard for him, if only she'd proposed an amicable separation at the end of their agreed year, maybe she wouldn't be wandering now, a lost soul in the shadow of her former self. Lise didn't have to lift a finger, and Carrie had already fallen, utterly broken and beyond redemption. Chapter 5 A Gathering Meanwhile, in the Oasis Club, renowned as the priciest spot in Orkset, the air within the VIP room crackled with excitement. Under the spell of bright lights and thumping music, a diverse group of men and women lounged together, basking in the exclusivity of the setting. Suddenly, the door burst open, revealing Kristopher in the doorway. The karaoke session halted abruptly as the crowd turned to greet him in unison, voices mingling. "Kristopher..." Before they could utter another word, a woman cloaked from head to toe stepped out from behind him. Lise, with a fluid motion, removed her mask and slid her arm through Kristopher's. She addressed the room with a poised charm. "My assistant took a sudden leave, and I found myself without company. Not keen on spending the evening alone, I invited Kristopher to join me. I trust that's alright?" Lise's beauty was without question. Her face was a delicate composition of cherry lips and a sculpted nose, framed by eyes that shimmered with a vulnerable allure, commanding a protective fervor from those around her--her presence, ethereal. In contrast, Carrie's features were more pronounced, her beauty vivid and striking. Lise, by comparison, carried a softer, more understated elegance. Yet, as it often goes, matters of the heart followed no simple paths. While Kristopher and Carrie were married, it was in name only; Kristopher seemed detached and seldom included her in private social events. The group didn't have much of a relationship with Carrie, leading them to feel no obligation to defend her. Upon hearing Lise's comment, a moment of discomfort rippled through the air. Nonetheless, they quickly recovered, offering a congenial smile as they said, "We're all friends here; let's not bother with formalities." Lise offered a subtle, knowing smile, as she gracefully accompanied Kristopher into the bustling room. The event that evening had been meticulously planned to express appreciation for Kristopher's contributions. As they stepped into the room, the crowd parted like the sea, making way for them to proceed to the seats of honor. The group's leader handed Kristopher a glass of wine with a flourish, proclaiming with a broad grin, "We truly owe you a debt of gratitude, Mr. Norris! Your exceptional talents are the talk of the town, and witnessing them firsthand today only confirms it. Without your expertise, securing this contract would have been a fantasy!" Their gathering marked the launch of a novel shopping platform, one that had been in negotiation with numerous local brands in Orkset. But the scenario changed dramatically when the tech giant JoyBuy dramatically entered the scene, stirring up the competitive landscape. Competing with JoyBuy was akin to the classic David versus Goliath tale--hopelessly daunting. In a surge of desperation, they turned to Kristopher, reaching out through a network of connections for his renowned strategic prowess. With his characteristic swiftness, Kristopher hatched an ingenious plan and swiftly secured the deal, snatching it from the clutches of JoyBuy right before the business association could ink their agreement--a masterful coup that reverberated success. This remarkable turnaround only intensified the already deep respect everyone held for Kristopher. Albin Murray, beaming with pride, couldn't help but boast, "Ah, just look at the caliber of his friends! They thought they could steal deals right under our noses, obviously underestimating Kristopher's clout!" Albin, born into the wealthy Murray family, counted himself among Kristopher's closest friends. He was renowned for his sprawling social web--a network through which the desperate plea for help was channeled to Kristopher. Meanwhile, Kristopher himself, the focus of all their discussions, reclined nonchalantly on the couch, bathed in the soft glow of the overhead lights. He was well-versed in the art of receiving compliments; thus, his expression stayed calm and detached. The ambient light sculpted his angular features, casting dramatic shadows that emphasized his high nose bridge and sharply cut jawline, as though he were a living masterpiece. His natural grace and detachment eclipsed any terrestrial magnificence. Following a sequence of celebratory toasts, when it became apparent that Kristopher merely touched his glass without truly drinking, the rest of the company toned down their conversation, allowing him a moment of repose with his eyes gently shut. Lise, slightly feverish, opted not to indulge in the spirits, choosing instead to sit in serene silence next to Kristopher, her eyes lingering on him with a look of deep, unmistakable adoration. Albin, captivated by the seemingly perfect pair, pondered the whims of destiny. He discreetly captured their image with his smartphone and nonchalantly shared it across his social networks. As the evening progressed and the liquor dwindled, the room's door swung open anew. Kristopher's personal assistant, Oliver Brooks, made his entrance, acknowledging the gathering with a courteous nod that bordered on respect but avoided groveling, swiftly positioning himself in front of Kristopher. Silence hung in the air, yet Lise, unable to contain her curiosity, leaned in and whispered, "What's going on?" Oliver, maintaining his focus on Kristopher, chose not to respond directly to her. A flush of embarrassment tinted Lise's cheeks as she turned towards Kristopher, hesitatingly inquiring, "Should I leave?" Kristopher adjusted his posture, his voice low and calm as he instructed, "Go ahead, speak." A shiver of apprehension coursed through Oliver as he tentatively began, "Mr. Norris, Mrs. Norris has departed from Bayview Villa, and..." &10& | Hello reading | 49985 | https://www.facebook.com/61552535188096/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 2661365 | 1 | active | 1/7/25, 6:12 PM | 6/9/25, 8:41 AM | 1736295132 | 1749476513 | 2231 | appointnow.com | Book now | IMAGE | Home | By providing a mobile number, I agree that Media Dental Associates DMD LLC may send me automated appointment and dental marketing messages at the number I provided above. I understand my consent is not required for purchase. | https://www.appointnow.com/?P=4251&O=101&PT=0&campaignID&rnd=638139550148036241 | 1.5375975132789E+14 | Media Dental Associates | https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/472767307_1305745703999361_997887734004784411_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=105&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=79kQv2r3pIEQ7kNvgHFwgfD&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=AGUlWap163M8G5t1kMd3yDK&oh=00_AYACZvIJBqpDQsx0GxwzO06ArO6uA9msdWGfk4AnyI_FXQ&oe=6783935D | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | Wouldn’t you like to roll into 2025 with the chance to win a brand new Volkswagen Taos?!😱😱😱 To enter into this giveaway all you have to do is become a patient! Already a patient? Each referral you give us will earn you 3 entries! Call (610) 701-0102 to schedule or visit the link! https://www.appointnow.com/?P=4251&O=101&PT=0&campaignID=&rnd=638139550148036241 #dentist #delawarecounty #media #mediapa #mediadentist #delawarecountydentist #bestdentist #mda #mediadentalassociates #familydentist #childrensdentist #cosmeticdentist #smile #Invisalign #invisalignsmile #invisalignprovider #invisalignjourney #invisalignpa #straightteeth #whiteteeth #beautiful #confident #whitening #whiteteeth #referandwin #referandwinatmediadentalassociates #smile #philadelphia #familydentist #childrensdentist #cosmeticdentist | Media Dental Associates | 1091 | https://www.facebook.com/mediadentalassociates/ | 0 | BOOK_TRAVEL | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 2661403 | 1 | active | 1/7/25, 6:12 PM | 6/9/25, 9:02 AM | 1736295146 | 1749477764 | 2231 | yourgiveawayday.online | Learn more | VIDEO | CLICK NOW FOR $100 Walmart 👉 | https://yourgiveawayday.online/u0VOGtSrfXTIS4Nv3tsCQJPdbQ9xdXnlQvxlhKunlG4/?sid={{campaign.name}}&qs1={{adset.name}}&qs2={{ad.name}} | 3.89033567633E+14 | Giveaway Today | https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/473006730_967363738611736_8037837054300109280_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=103&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=mPsrWbSXIjcQ7kNvgEXyUnF&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=Aok3YOI6iARasEBPQpxTXGl&oh=00_AYDwYtONZ2zjx9tXY9sGEWZVFMP72MHxEfQIontTlQRMGQ&oe=67837CCE | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | Want to shop smart? 💸 Win a FREE $100 Walmart gift card. Instant access and endless shopping options. Tap here to claim your gift card now! 🎁 | Giveaway Today | 146 | https://www.facebook.com/61564657756157/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 2661414 | 1 | active | 1/7/25, 6:12 PM | 6/9/25, 9:26 AM | 1736295150 | 1749479200 | 2231 | yourgiveawayday.online | Learn more | IMAGE | CLICK NOW FOR $500 Amazon 👉 | https://yourgiveawayday.online/rhuJ6RojnPCsyDmOqbIKoZ62ANLSKuxiYdziNquroSU/?sid={{campaign.name}}&qs1={{adset.name}}&qs2={{ad.name}} | 3.89033567633E+14 | Giveaway Today | https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/472903660_1075422317670074_5194431196305522743_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=111&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=3ZZTuS-9WwgQ7kNvgFu9G4d&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=Ajf8w347rncP7LpoOCSI1JR&oh=00_AYCyGfxvO78unrumuj5lavDcyaJ2QWwaZA-mf0oCLxoxNw&oe=678383F7 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | Want to shop smart? 💸 Win a FREE $500 Amazon gift card. Instant access and endless shopping options. Tap here to claim your gift card now! 🎁 | Giveaway Today | 146 | https://www.facebook.com/61564657756157/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 2661410 | 1 | active | 1/7/25, 6:12 PM | 6/9/25, 10:47 PM | 1736295147 | 1749527266 | 2231 | yourgiveawayday.online | Learn more | IMAGE | CLICK NOW FOR $100 Walmart 👉 | https://yourgiveawayday.online/u0VOGtSrfXTIS4Nv3tsCQJPdbQ9xdXnlQvxlhKunlG4/?sid={{campaign.name}}&qs1={{adset.name}}&qs2={{ad.name}} | 3.89033567633E+14 | Giveaway Today | https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/472720988_1763141571140775_5975316317699583564_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=107&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=-Ac-gD7ZC58Q7kNvgETWj6i&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=Aok3YOI6iARasEBPQpxTXGl&oh=00_AYCpkXtltr4uxdGjAfzIw9yl5-1wfKpfoaLwPDUDUtFwmQ&oe=67839F14 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | Want to shop smart? 💸 Win a FREE $100 Walmart gift card. Instant access and endless shopping options. Tap here to claim your gift card now! 🎁 | Giveaway Today | 146 | https://www.facebook.com/61564657756157/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 2661375 | 1 | active | 1/7/25, 6:12 PM | 6/9/25, 10:37 PM | 1736295139 | 1749526658 | 2231 | Send message | IMAGE | 3.7169294935395E+14 | Sylvox | https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/472737913_624974696877425_8954427583353329797_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=105&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=mjVSQcDc-x0Q7kNvgHI8eIa&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=AGUlWap163M8G5t1kMd3yDK&oh=00_AYD_IzU7qOXiBTYu_TPQFgYvS68asiEYx97we7GHO6M9hQ&oe=67837CF9 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | 🎉 Join us for CES 2025 Giveaway! 📺🤩 CES 2025 is here, and Sylvox has a exciting surprise for you! Enter for a chance and you could WIN your very own Kitchen TV for FREE! ✨🌿 🎁 Prize：Sylvox Kitchen TV *1 👉 How to Enter: 1. Follow @Sylvox 2. Like this post 3. Share and tag 1 friend in the comment 🏆 The winner will be randomly selected on January 14 💚 Good Luck 💚 #Sylvox #CES2025 #SylvoxCES2025 #feelgoodliveoutdoors #kitchentv #Giveaway #giveawayalert | Sylvox | 13760 | https://www.facebook.com/Sylvoxhome/ | 0 | MESSAGE_PAGE | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 2661343 | 1 | active | 1/7/25, 6:12 PM | 6/3/25, 8:48 AM | 1736295125 | 1748958506 | 2231 | ticketmaster.com | Get Offer | DCO | Bobblehead Night = Nods of Approval | {{product.description}} | https://www.ticketmaster.com/anaheim-ducks-vs-florida-panthers-anaheim-california-01-21-2025/event/090060DABDC64B86?brand=ducks&camefrom=cfc_ducks_2425_paidsocial_gudasbbh&utm_medium=paidsocial&utm_source=fb/ig&utm_campaign=gudasbbh | 99917438471 | Anaheim Ducks | https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/472246349_482346394883867_655905551040855390_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=104&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=xlJ6DR91JuYQ7kNvgH8QaPa&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=A1yscoCQQjfcpmfDKugBZ0n&oh=00_AYCVUApNyGPhYXAI7l3gaTPGoElE9e8XvtQSIixrQBlynw&oe=67838873 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | Heads up! It's a Gudas Bobblehead night presented by DigAlert. Don't miss out on this CAP-tivating giveaway and matchup! | Anaheim Ducks | 406091 | https://www.facebook.com/anaheimducks/ | 0 | GET_OFFER | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 2661368 | 1 | active | 1/7/25, 6:12 PM | 6/10/25, 3:01 AM | 1736295134 | 1749542471 | 2231 | offer.cybermark.com | Sign Up | CAROUSEL | Enter to Win a New Website | Ends Jan. 31st | https://offer.cybermark.com/website-giveaway?utm_source=social&utm_medium=cpc&utm_campaign=website-giveaway | 102514614563 | CyberMark International | https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/472238092_967712145274127_3780828107181132671_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=111&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=H2pW98urIqYQ7kNvgFCXzxr&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=AGUlWap163M8G5t1kMd3yDK&oh=00_AYDd5g8mZ8B8O068ja3PTQfUPL8LhtyHGeU9sdYJNJ9mqA&oe=67837A96 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | Ends Jan. 31st | CyberMark International | 2718 | https://www.facebook.com/CyberMarkIntl/ | 0 | SIGN_UP | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 2661367 | 1 | active | 1/7/25, 6:12 PM | 6/10/25, 4:19 AM | 1736295133 | 1749547143 | 2231 | Sign up | IMAGE | Sign up for Newsletter | 8.393283594814E+14 | Brooklyn Teen Challenge | https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/472519820_1131447988682453_6150754963844951944_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=105&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=sne_2u21c_AQ7kNvgEo84Ud&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=AGUlWap163M8G5t1kMd3yDK&oh=00_AYBRA93JgztQ0NGLxGEM9HP6MdtgoRgll7YXtaHfhIapTQ&oe=6783AE0A | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | 🎉 GIVEAWAY ALERT! 🎉 We’re excited to announce a $100 gift card giveaway to one lucky winner! 🛍️💳 Here’s how to enter: 1️⃣ Like our page 👍 2️⃣ Tag a friend in the comments 💬 3️⃣ Sign up for our newsletter by clicking the link below and filling out the form 📩 Don’t wait—entries close soon! Winner will be announced on January 10th. | Brooklyn Teen Challenge | 6397 | https://www.facebook.com/Brooklynteenchallenge/ | 0 | SIGN_UP | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 2661406 | 1 | active | 1/7/25, 6:12 PM | 6/10/25, 4:25 AM | 1736295146 | 1749547528 | 2231 | yourgiveawayday.online | Learn More | DCO | CLICK NOW FOR $500 Amazon 👉 | {{product.description}} | https://yourgiveawayday.online/f8BQvcMh1QNnSuVsDqZWBI2c55JE8BaAIU1Y6YDEjFw/?sid={{campaign.name}}&qs1={{adset.name}}&qs2={{ad.name}} | 3.89033567633E+14 | Giveaway Today | https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/472863179_1638249196825302_6600861388323815356_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=101&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=olqoH6qIi5UQ7kNvgF8CF2-&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=Aok3YOI6iARasEBPQpxTXGl&oh=00_AYARWUkg38T7dH3lRszCi650ZlsXdvr3SZpP8bAYJuTUpw&oe=6783A469 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | Want to shop smart? 💸 Win a FREE $500 Amazon gift card. Instant access and endless shopping options. Tap here to claim your gift card now! 🎁 | Giveaway Today | 146 | https://www.facebook.com/61564657756157/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 2661450 | 1 | active | 1/7/25, 6:12 PM | 6/2/25, 6:02 PM | 1736295159 | 1748905340 | 2231 | instagram.com | Visit Instagram profile | IMAGE | https://www.instagram.com/_u/valdostamall | 94566553393 | Valdosta Mall | https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/472737994_832607855602430_5109751676567888431_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=107&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=3kVYetly8GEQ7kNvgGv8ayZ&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=AZ-NdF4mcnSQSb5O7VJRQ5J&oh=00_AYCRdFOXhOZB9JIbwea3-9Jf4BeDoDx837axyKN9oiLEBA&oe=6783A78A | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | New year, new YOU! We have teamed @gnclivewell to offer you an amazing giveaway to help you crunch those new year resolutions! 💪🏼 One LUCKY Winner will receive a basket of must haves from GNC! ❤️ For your chance to win: ✔️Like This Post ✔️Share This Post To Your Story and tag @valdostamall ✔️Tag Your Gym Partner Winner will be announced 1/8. No purchase is necessary to enter and a purchase will not increase your odds of winning. The prize value is over $50. Contest ends 1/8/25 10:00 AM EST. By participating in this giveaway, you acknowledge that Instagram is in no way sponsoring, endorsing, or affiliated with this giveaway and vou release Instagram from any and all liability related to this giveaway. One winner will be randomly selected and notified by the Valdosta Mall directly on 1/8/25. Winner must pick up at Valdosta Mall within designated time communicated or forfeit gift. Winner must follow Valdosta Mall. | Valdosta Mall | 18840 | https://www.facebook.com/ValdostaMall/ | 0 | VIEW_INSTAGRAM_PROFILE | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 2661430 | 1 | active | 1/7/25, 6:12 PM | 6/2/25, 6:09 PM | 1736295155 | 1748905789 | 2231 | www.instagram.com | Visit Instagram profile | VIDEO | https://www.instagram.com/_u/driedpetalco | 1.0533892281683E+15 | The Dried Petal Company | https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/472845043_1073723527830624_4025645667795065297_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=102&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=1724GrW9IBsQ7kNvgFGBHvM&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=Ajf8w347rncP7LpoOCSI1JR&oh=00_AYDao38F5ATtweEXmtSs76dEpppPyhFsheZBYm4TtUYp3w&oe=67839377 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | GIVEAWAY TIME!!! Are you getting married? Or, do you have a friend or family member who is getting married? Then this is perfect for you! We're giving one lucky person a chance to win a 24-litre box of our B-Grade, mixed-colour freeze-dried rose petal wedding confetti. That's a prize worth over £200 🙃 The giveaway runs through to 11.59 am Friday 14 February 2025, and the draw will take place later that afternoon. It's simple to enter - all you need to do is... 1. 'Like' this post, 2. Tag a friend or family member in the comments, 3. Follow us on Instagram @driedpetalco Do ALL THREE of these things and you'll be automatically entered into the draw. The prize can be claimed straight away, or at a later date if you prefer. Please note: Standard (2nd Class) UK delivery is included - international shipping will be payable by the winner. The winner will be tagged in the winner's announcement Instagram post on the day of the draw and will also be contacted via direct message. If we do not receive a reply from the winner within 7 days, we will defer the prize to the first substitute winner drawn. GOOD LUCK!!! #WeddingConfetti #DriedPetalConfetti #Competition #CompetitionTime | The Dried Petal Company | 87 | https://www.facebook.com/driedpetalcompany/ | 0 | VIEW_INSTAGRAM_PROFILE | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 2661354 | 1 | active | 1/7/25, 6:12 PM | 6/2/25, 5:51 PM | 1736295128 | 1748904692 | 2231 | instagram.com | Visit Instagram profile | VIDEO | http://instagram.com/eatingwithcatherine | 1.6177565115873E+15 | Eatingwithcatherine | https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/473032502_1297111678105664_8803039447566844845_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=104&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=88HUfF5IwdoQ7kNvgEgNt_3&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=A1yscoCQQjfcpmfDKugBZ0n&oh=00_AYBCFQfNZYApDJTM6cBivYsuomfXMmIevhXSSBLoJLLsPA&oe=67838632 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | ✨ LUXURIOUS MED SPA IN HTX + GIVEAWAY ✨ LeMed Clinic has been my one stop shop for all things beauty for a while! I go here for my masseter and 11’s Botox. I started getting my 11s after this one day, I was doing my make up and it went in a crease without me frowning 😫 That’s when I knew it was time to take preventive measures. I also do my masseters too and it’s a game changer for a slimmer face. 😍 They also offer a variety of other things. I get my facials here which is so relaxing with hydra facials and also gold masks for extra poreless skin. 💆🏻♀️ I also do the Picosure laser here which helps brighten up my face. (You can do this to get rid of sun spots and freckles). I do a low setting so I can keep my freckles but it’ll lighten them up. I also get laser Vampire Facials here which are a MUST! They use your plasma & blood to put back into your skin to promote rejuvenation and more! I’m obsessed and get it AT LEAST once a year. Anthony does it as well to get rid of his acne scars 😍 Other services offered ⭐️ IV infused with vitamins ⭐️ Fat Shot for quick weight loss ⭐️ Laser fat removal ⭐️ Laser hair removal ⭐️ Tattoo removal ⭐️ Vaginal rejuvenation 📍 LeMed Clinic // 10515 Bellaire Blvd # J 📌 SAVE THIS POST FOR LATER I’ve teamed up with them to give 2 of y’all a 90 MINS LUXURIOUS FACIAL! 💆🏻♀️ To enter: 1️⃣ Must be following: @lemed.clinic @eatingwithcatherine 2️⃣ Like this reel 3️⃣ Tag a friend! (The more tags, the more entries!) Giveaway will close on 7/1! Good luck! I do verify that all the rules are followed and I will verify the extra entries! 🤗 BONUS: Share this reel and tag us for 10 extra entries! Winners: @anna.pratt @leeeeners . . . . . . . #houston #houstontx #houstonbeautyblogger #houstonbeauty #houstonskincare #houstoninfluencer #selfcare #skincare #facials #medspa | Eatingwithcatherine | 1313 | https://www.facebook.com/eatingwithcatherine/ | 0 | VIEW_INSTAGRAM_PROFILE | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 2661409 | 1 | active | 1/7/25, 6:12 PM | 6/10/25, 6:04 PM | 1736295147 | 1749596696 | 2231 | yourgiveawayday.online | Learn More | DCO | CLICK NOW FOR $500 Amazon 👉 | {{product.description}} | https://yourgiveawayday.online/f8BQvcMh1QNnSuVsDqZWBI2c55JE8BaAIU1Y6YDEjFw/?sid={{campaign.name}}&qs1={{adset.name}}&qs2={{ad.name}} | 3.89033567633E+14 | Giveaway Today | https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/472863179_1638249196825302_6600861388323815356_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=101&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=olqoH6qIi5UQ7kNvgF8CF2-&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=Aok3YOI6iARasEBPQpxTXGl&oh=00_AYARWUkg38T7dH3lRszCi650ZlsXdvr3SZpP8bAYJuTUpw&oe=6783A469 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | Want to shop smart? 💸 Win a FREE $500 Amazon gift card. Instant access and endless shopping options. Tap here to claim your gift card now! 🎁 | Giveaway Today | 146 | https://www.facebook.com/61564657756157/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 2661346 | 1 | active | 1/7/25, 6:12 PM | 6/11/25, 5:36 AM | 1736295126 | 1749638204 | 2231 | offer.cybermark.com | Learn more | VIDEO | Enter to Win a New Website! | Don't Miss Out | https://offer.cybermark.com/website-giveaway?utm_source=social&utm_medium=cpc&utm_campaign=website-giveaway | 102514614563 | CyberMark International | https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/472505291_2427861204213379_4120581980782109303_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=107&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=EeChPephZAsQ7kNvgHPOnRx&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=A1yscoCQQjfcpmfDKugBZ0n&oh=00_AYCY7fuB_mz9U1q6Yqgs03IjVPdca44POvCG3rrEr4sb0g&oe=6783A043 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | Hey, local business owners! 👋 Does your website feel a little... outdated? Let’s fix that. Enter our contest to WIN a FREE Firestarter Website package and start 2025 with a website that: ✨ Looks incredible on any device. ✨ Attracts more leads effortlessly. ✨ Shows off your brand like a pro. Visit bit.ly/cybermark-giveaway to enter your business or nominate a friend! The deadline is 11:59 PM MST on January 31st! | CyberMark International | 2718 | https://www.facebook.com/CyberMarkIntl/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 2661417 | 1 | active | 1/7/25, 6:12 PM | 4/28/25, 9:38 PM | 1736295151 | 1745894316 | 2231 | yourgiveawayday.online | Learn More | DCO | CLICK NOW FOR $500 Amazon 👉 | {{product.description}} | https://yourgiveawayday.online/rhuJ6RojnPCsyDmOqbIKoZ62ANLSKuxiYdziNquroSU/?sid={{campaign.name}}&qs1={{adset.name}}&qs2={{ad.name}} | 3.89033567633E+14 | Giveaway Today | https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/473038298_522971560902545_4900771356719940966_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=101&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=SfZH0O9JYOgQ7kNvgE3-6dS&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=Ajf8w347rncP7LpoOCSI1JR&oh=00_AYCLkD4awYpxCzUKZkvVUOYZXuN9cDGPKkaJ5jM0inOUuQ&oe=67838EFA | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | Want to shop smart? 💸 Win a FREE $500 Amazon gift card. Instant access and endless shopping options. Tap here to claim your gift card now! 🎁 | Giveaway Today | 146 | https://www.facebook.com/61564657756157/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 2661380 | 1 | active | 1/7/25, 6:12 PM | 6/11/25, 5:42 AM | 1736295140 | 1749638522 | 2231 | Call now | IMAGE | Out of the Ashes Cremation Jewelry | Remember them. That is how they live forever. There are NO coincidences!! | 1.0356338582978E+14 | Out of the Ashes Cremation Jewelry | https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/472928173_594294460115991_4620573591132773307_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=106&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=shWAyUd-5jEQ7kNvgEffbHm&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=AGUlWap163M8G5t1kMd3yDK&oh=00_AYAtxbWTs3bAn8H9c3V-7E3n0qMT2p-BcGH1xQccYX60Ag&oe=678386E4 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | 🛑🛑🛑🛑🛑🛑 Do you want to start 2025 off with a giveaway???😁😁😁 I do!!!🙋♀️🙋♀️🙋♀️🙋♀️ Let's do this! This stainless steel bar bracelet can be feminine with different chain options that can be discussed with the winner. I have multiple choices on hand for customization. Why am I giving it away? Easy- I have to pay for advertising and I can either pay a corporation or I can invest in myself and you guys at the same time! To me, this is the better option for both parties involved. What's the catch? Just that you HAVE to be either on the page follow list or liked list so MAKE SURE you give us a "like" or we will move to the second place winner and so on until we have a true winner. AND- ON THIS POST, tag as many people in the comments as you want. People interested in breastmilk jewelry, or cremation or just to be able to get an entry in here for you! If the tagged people "like" and tag more- well then that's the more the merrier! Last requirement, promise. SHARE! Either this post or your favorite item I've made. Winner is responsible for sending the inclusion to me. Winner is under no obligation for more purchases and no purchase is required to be entered to win. Today is the 6th of January- we will draw on January 30, 2025! Thank you for always giving me your support! It means the world to me! Good luck! *enter as many times as you like. *a reaction to the tagged names means your submission is officially entered. | Out of the Ashes Cremation Jewelry | 1586 | https://www.facebook.com/OutoftheAshes6/ | 0 | CALL_NOW | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 2661419 | 1 | active | 1/7/25, 6:12 PM | 6/12/25, 2:22 AM | 1736295152 | 1749712943 | 2231 | yourgiveawayday.online | Learn More | DCO | CLICK NOW FOR $500 Amazon 👉 | {{product.description}} | https://yourgiveawayday.online/rhuJ6RojnPCsyDmOqbIKoZ62ANLSKuxiYdziNquroSU/?sid={{campaign.name}}&qs1={{adset.name}}&qs2={{ad.name}} | 3.89033567633E+14 | Giveaway Today | https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/473038298_522971560902545_4900771356719940966_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=101&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=SfZH0O9JYOgQ7kNvgE3-6dS&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=Ajf8w347rncP7LpoOCSI1JR&oh=00_AYCLkD4awYpxCzUKZkvVUOYZXuN9cDGPKkaJ5jM0inOUuQ&oe=67838EFA | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | Want to shop smart? 💸 Win a FREE $500 Amazon gift card. Instant access and endless shopping options. Tap here to claim your gift card now! 🎁 | Giveaway Today | 146 | https://www.facebook.com/61564657756157/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 2661428 | 1 | active | 1/7/25, 6:12 PM | 5/28/25, 12:28 PM | 1736295154 | 1748453289 | 2231 | milacollective.com | Sign Up | DCO | Mila Collective's Designer Bag Giveaway | YSL, Gucci, Dior & Chanel Giveaway | https://www.milacollective.com/pages/black-purse-january | 3.2219145430987E+14 | Mila Collective | https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/472405051_1326152545059438_5848382305032917828_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=103&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=l1uxw4a5phQQ7kNvgG--QoT&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=Ajf8w347rncP7LpoOCSI1JR&oh=00_AYDH6z3yK3e6b3QmTanK8qmsrPzRFPRJMLEbHM6tULAW7A&oe=6783A38B | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | Win luxury with Mila Collective 🖤💸 | Mila Collective | 1223 | https://www.facebook.com/61559624221155/ | 0 | SIGN_UP | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 2661436 | 1 | active | 1/7/25, 6:12 PM | 5/28/25, 12:28 PM | 1736295156 | 1748453306 | 2231 | Grand Opening! | INTERESTED | EVENT | Grand Opening! | Join us at Sweet Grace Formals and More for our Grand Opening celebration! We are thrilled to welcome you to our new store and to celebrate, we're hosting some exciting prom giveaways! ✨ Giveaway Details: Our first giveaway will include, a $300 Gift Certificate towards a prom dress, a pair of earrings of your choice, a spray tan, and manicure/pedicure! But that's not all! The first 10 dress purchases will receive a FREE Sweet Grace Formals T-shirt! We will have several other fun giveaways that do not require a purchase. Come and be a part of this special day, find your perfect prom dress, and enjoy some fabulous giveaways! We can't wait to see you there! 💖 | https://www.facebook.com/events/1055636749696374/ | 4.5248314794642E+14 | Sweet Grace Formal Wear and More | https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/472719747_1028338799312849_2767417006324860851_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=105&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=KzR5Bu8oRqAQ7kNvgFmAtNN&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=AZ-NdF4mcnSQSb5O7VJRQ5J&oh=00_AYAYGwd_hfvjd1--e3npDYAPtk0N6vwq_AM-Op0JvlWbsA&oe=6783AFA1 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | Join us at Sweet Grace Formals and More for our Grand Opening celebration! We are thrilled to welcome you to our new store and to celebrate, we're hosting some exciting prom giveaways! ✨ Giveaway Details: Our first giveaway will include, a $300 Gift Certificate towards a prom dress, a pair of earrings of your choice, a spray tan, and manicure/pedicure! But that's not all! The first 10 dress purchases will receive a FREE Sweet Grace Formals T-shirt! We will have several other fun giveaways that do not require a purchase. Come and be a part of this special day, find your perfect prom dress, and enjoy some fabulous giveaways! We can't wait to see you there! 💖 | Sweet Grace Formal Wear and More | 102 | https://www.facebook.com/61566585040485/ | 0 | EVENT_RSVP | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 2661418 | 1 | active | 1/7/25, 6:12 PM | 5/28/25, 12:30 PM | 1736295152 | 1748453407 | 2231 | yourgiveawayday.online | Learn More | DCO | CLICK NOW FOR $500 Amazon 👉 | {{product.description}} | https://yourgiveawayday.online/rhuJ6RojnPCsyDmOqbIKoZ62ANLSKuxiYdziNquroSU/?sid={{campaign.name}}&qs1={{adset.name}}&qs2={{ad.name}} | 3.89033567633E+14 | Giveaway Today | https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/473038298_522971560902545_4900771356719940966_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=101&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=SfZH0O9JYOgQ7kNvgE3-6dS&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=Ajf8w347rncP7LpoOCSI1JR&oh=00_AYCLkD4awYpxCzUKZkvVUOYZXuN9cDGPKkaJ5jM0inOUuQ&oe=67838EFA | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | Want to shop smart? 💸 Win a FREE $500 Amazon gift card. Instant access and endless shopping options. Tap here to claim your gift card now! 🎁 | Giveaway Today | 146 | https://www.facebook.com/61564657756157/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 2661370 | 1 | active | 1/7/25, 6:12 PM | 6/8/25, 7:39 AM | 1736295136 | 1749386364 | 2231 | offer.cybermark.com | Sign Up | CAROUSEL | Enter to Win a New Website | Ends Jan. 31st | https://offer.cybermark.com/website-giveaway?utm_source=social&utm_medium=cpc&utm_campaign=website-giveaway | 102514614563 | CyberMark International | https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/472238092_967712145274127_3780828107181132671_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=111&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=H2pW98urIqYQ7kNvgFCXzxr&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=AGUlWap163M8G5t1kMd3yDK&oh=00_AYDd5g8mZ8B8O068ja3PTQfUPL8LhtyHGeU9sdYJNJ9mqA&oe=67837A96 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | Ends Jan. 31st | CyberMark International | 2718 | https://www.facebook.com/CyberMarkIntl/ | 0 | SIGN_UP | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 2661379 | 1 | active | 1/7/25, 6:12 PM | 6/12/25, 8:27 PM | 1736295140 | 1749778046 | 2231 | instagram.com | Visit Instagram profile | VIDEO | http://instagram.com/clubriante | 4.3905853262836E+14 | clubriante | https://scontent-iad3-1.cdninstagram.com/v/t51.2885-19/462227399_1208810293782515_5268183240104326805_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s206x206_tt6&_nc_cat=110&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=525117&_nc_ohc=l3p0o-qzE8cQ7kNvgHiHVfX&_nc_zt=24&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.cdninstagram.com&oh=00_AYBuL-c_Z2lOM3jdJg8XdmCNpJlwpTN6JKZ3qnZ47nJmWg&oe=67839954 | IG_ADS_IDENTITY | 1 | 0 | 🙋♀️ Hello! I’m Afifah. Together, Mamun and I run Club Riante—our small jewelry business from our apartment in Toronto. ✨ We started Club Riante to help people with a distinct personal style find cherished pieces for their wardrobes. ✅ We’re starting with selling Vintage jewelry and are excited to design experimental original jewelry of our own. 3️⃣ We’re all for quality, timelessness and originality. If that sounds like something you care about, follow us today. We have a lot of special pieces curated for you. | clubriante | 0 | https://www.instagram.com/_u/clubriante | 0 | VIEW_INSTAGRAM_PROFILE | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 2661355 | 1 | active | 1/7/25, 6:12 PM | 6/8/25, 7:51 AM | 1736295128 | 1749387093 | 2231 | adventuregeartech.com | Learn More | CAROUSEL | https://www.adventuregeartech.com/sweepstakes/?v=f533548681c4 | 1.8824326437071E+14 | Adventure Gear Tech | https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/472851383_1174835620812564_883865582076486179_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=110&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=qMwxOrnTkPkQ7kNvgFCSB0L&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=A1yscoCQQjfcpmfDKugBZ0n&oh=00_AYABvuDsi4wW5c_8UP1w8LjTBTdtDWHBxmu_mASl6x8Drg&oe=67837B2E | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | Adventure Gear Tech | 968 | https://www.facebook.com/61554755091663/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 2661373 | 1 | active | 1/7/25, 6:12 PM | 6/8/25, 12:29 PM | 1736295138 | 1749403791 | 2231 | Send message | MULTI_IMAGES | 1.8388936886568E+14 | IDA Development | https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/472883041_1118503172960324_4254095190053210415_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=108&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=7xatwPAfC08Q7kNvgFPNZ3r&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=AGUlWap163M8G5t1kMd3yDK&oh=00_AYCQXp_D6GEro6tah1mTMwjWKIW2kda7oof0uK2iDpSW0w&oe=67837B55 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | Flexi Equine Tack Locker Giveaway Alert! Swing by the IDA Development showroom at the World Equestrian Center - Ocala to check out our stunning Flexi Equine Tack Lockers—and while you’re here, enter for a chance to win a Flexi Groom Box! To enter, follow @idadevelops on Facebook and Instagram then submit your entry in our office next to INDOOR 3. Hurry—entries close January 11th! *Office open Mon-Fri 11am-5pm, Sat 11am-4pm. Closed Dec 31 & Jan 1. | IDA Development | 3194 | https://www.facebook.com/idadevelops/ | 0 | MESSAGE_PAGE | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 2661341 | 1 | active | 1/7/25, 6:12 PM | 6/8/25, 7:54 AM | 1736295125 | 1749387252 | 2231 | ticketmaster.com | Get Offer | DCO | Bobblehead Night = Nods of Approval | {{product.description}} | https://www.ticketmaster.com/anaheim-ducks-vs-florida-panthers-anaheim-california-01-21-2025/event/090060DABDC64B86?brand=ducks&camefrom=cfc_ducks_2425_paidsocial_gudasbbh&utm_medium=paidsocial&utm_source=fb/ig&utm_campaign=gudasbbh | 99917438471 | Anaheim Ducks | https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/472246349_482346394883867_655905551040855390_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=104&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=xlJ6DR91JuYQ7kNvgH8QaPa&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=A1yscoCQQjfcpmfDKugBZ0n&oh=00_AYCVUApNyGPhYXAI7l3gaTPGoElE9e8XvtQSIixrQBlynw&oe=67838873 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | Heads up! It's a Gudas Bobblehead night presented by DigAlert. Don't miss out on this CAP-tivating giveaway and matchup! | Anaheim Ducks | 406091 | https://www.facebook.com/anaheimducks/ | 0 | GET_OFFER | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 2661383 | 1 | active | 1/7/25, 6:12 PM | 4/30/25, 8:36 PM | 1736295141 | 1746063375 | 2231 | instagram.com | Visit Instagram profile | IMAGE | http://instagram.com/stitchsloth_ | 2.4642479189538E+14 | Stitch Sloth | https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/472997216_2114705962311394_628174864820518034_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=102&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=v4tews8YJGQQ7kNvgFOmULg&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=Aok3YOI6iARasEBPQpxTXGl&oh=00_AYBFLaahlkhFlozeSWHzK2zxL83LbcwTNYLGyXtTcySZSg&oe=678390E1 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | ✨🎉 New Year, New Launch, New GIVEAWAY! 🎉✨ We’re kicking off 2025 with a BIG celebration! 🥳 Stitch Sloth is launching this month, and we’re thrilled to have over 3,000 followers to celebrate with! 💖 Thank you for all your love and support as we prepare to bring you the ultimate needlepoint community and organizational resource. 🎁 GIVEAWAY ALERT 🎁 We’re giving away a gorgeous and colorful LV canvas by designer fundascully_needlepoint ! 🎨🪡 👉 The small finished item in the photo is just for inspiration (to show you the stunning trinket box 😍). The giveaway is for the unfinished colorful canvas only! 🌟 Here’s how to enter: 1️⃣ Like this post 💖 2️⃣ Follow our page 🧵 3️⃣ Tag 2 stitching friends in the comments ✨ 🎉 BONUS ENTRY: Head over to stitchsloth.com and join our waitlist. Come back here and comment, “Joined!” 📅 Giveaway runs January 7–15, and the winner will be selected at random and announced on January 16. 📌 Disclaimer: This giveaway is not sponsored, endorsed, administered by, or associated with Meta (Instagram/Facebook). Good luck, stitchers! 🧵✨ We can’t wait to share all the exciting things SS has in store for you this year! 🎉 #StitchSloth #Needlepoint #Giveaway #FundaScully #LVCanvas #NeedlepointCommunity #NewYearNewLaunch #stitching #ndlpt #needlepointnation | Stitch Sloth | 2692 | https://www.facebook.com/61558040850155/ | 0 | VIEW_INSTAGRAM_PROFILE | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 2661360 | 1 | active | 1/7/25, 6:12 PM | 6/13/25, 6:11 PM | 1736295131 | 1749856291 | 2231 | Send message | MULTI_IMAGES | 4.4618324880306E+14 | Fun 4 Ocala Kids | https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/472847453_2127546591007289_5965216072179092233_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=104&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=hOSHN4rGvrwQ7kNvgFwOxZ0&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=A1yscoCQQjfcpmfDKugBZ0n&oh=00_AYAf7kFTSqBm8Dp-QeD_K2JupaFWk43Ly-EttrTGruE_2g&oe=6783A673 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | GIVEAWAY:🎶𝐖𝐞 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝟑𝟎 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐮𝐭𝐞 𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐢𝐧 🎹𝐩𝐢𝐚𝐧𝐨, 🎤𝐯𝐨𝐢𝐜𝐞, 𝐨𝐫 🎸𝐠𝐮𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐫, 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐬 𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐥𝐮𝐝𝐞𝐝, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝟏𝟎% 𝐨𝐟𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐡𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐮𝐞𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 Shining Star Music Academy. Shining Star Music Academy offers in-home music lessons to students 5 and up. 𝐓𝐨 𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫: https://fun4ocalakids.com/giveaway.html Enter once per day to increase your chances of winning. The winner will be selected by random. The winner will be contacted by email and/or phone on Monday, January 13, 2025. | Fun 4 Ocala Kids | 55434 | https://www.facebook.com/Fun4OcalaKids/ | 0 | MESSAGE_PAGE | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 2661432 | 1 | active | 1/7/25, 6:12 PM | 6/13/25, 6:35 PM | 1736295155 | 1749857737 | 2231 | CinCity's Bingo Bash | INTERESTED | EVENT | CinCity's Bingo Bash | Saturday, January 11th kick off our FIRST event of 2025 with an afternoon of fun, prizes, and Harley-Davidson spirit at our Bingo Bash Scavenger Hunt! 😎 Here’s what’s happening: 🎯 Scavenger Hunt Bingo Game: Complete fun and creative tasks- bring your camera phone to help fill your card! Complete 5 in a row to receive an exclusive completion prize! Complete 5 in a row x2 for an extra entry toward the raffle! 🎟 $200 Gift Card Raffle: Turn in your bingo card for a chance to win big at 3:00! Get 1 extra entry for completing extra tasks! *Do not have to be present to win!* 🎁 H-D Gift Basket Giveaway: Guess how many pieces of candy are in the jar for your chance to win an H-D basket of goodies! 🍕 Free Pizza & Beer: Enjoy some bites and brews while you play. 🎰 Collect the first event sticker of the year! Every event throughout the year will have its very own customized sticker! 📅 Date: Thursday, January 11th 🕛 Time: 12 PM – 3 PM 📍 Location: CinCity Harley-Davidson, Cincinnati OH Gather your friends, grab your phone, and come ready to win. Let’s make it a Bingo Bash to remember! *Please drink responsibly. Gift card cannot be used toward the purchase of a motorcycle* | https://www.facebook.com/events/611802558083121/ | 1.5465923124256E+14 | CinCity Harley-Davidson | https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/472991355_913128907603065_2041026043105535550_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=101&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=Lt8mtqjpywYQ7kNvgENGg2j&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=Ajf8w347rncP7LpoOCSI1JR&oh=00_AYC4rm3dscAPGZE2ljNnzxwmycfbt_OKGICp1_Y_ZOeNnA&oe=67839C30 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | Saturday, January 11th kick off our FIRST event of 2025 with an afternoon of fun, prizes, and Harley-Davidson spirit at our Bingo Bash Scavenger Hunt! 😎 Here’s what’s happening: 🎯 Scavenger Hunt Bingo Game: Complete fun and creative tasks- bring your camera phone to help fill your card! Complete 5 in a row to receive an exclusive completion prize! Complete 5 in a row x2 for an extra entry toward the raffle! 🎟 $200 Gift Card Raffle: Turn in your bingo card for a chance to win big at 3:00! Get 1 extra entry for completing extra tasks! *Do not have to be present to win!* 🎁 H-D Gift Basket Giveaway: Guess how many pieces of candy are in the jar for your chance to win an H-D basket of goodies! 🍕 Free Pizza & Beer: Enjoy some bites and brews while you play. 🎰 Collect the first event sticker of the year! Every event throughout the year will have its very own customized sticker! 📅 Date: Thursday, January 11th 🕛 Time: 12 PM – 3 PM 📍 Location: CinCity Harley-Davidson, Cincinnati OH Gather your friends, grab your phone, and come ready to win. Let’s make it a Bingo Bash to remember! *Please drink responsibly. Gift card cannot be used toward the purchase of a motorcycle* | CinCity Harley-Davidson | 26120 | https://www.facebook.com/CinCityHD/ | 0 | EVENT_RSVP | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 2661371 | 1 | active | 1/7/25, 6:12 PM | 6/10/25, 5:12 AM | 1736295137 | 1749550326 | 2231 | offer.cybermark.com | Sign Up | CAROUSEL | Enter to Win a New Website | Ends Jan. 31st | https://offer.cybermark.com/website-giveaway?utm_source=social&utm_medium=cpc&utm_campaign=website-giveaway | 102514614563 | CyberMark International | https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/472238092_967712145274127_3780828107181132671_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=111&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=H2pW98urIqYQ7kNvgFCXzxr&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=AGUlWap163M8G5t1kMd3yDK&oh=00_AYDd5g8mZ8B8O068ja3PTQfUPL8LhtyHGeU9sdYJNJ9mqA&oe=67837A96 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | Ends Jan. 31st | CyberMark International | 2718 | https://www.facebook.com/CyberMarkIntl/ | 0 | SIGN_UP | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 2661345 | 1 | active | 1/7/25, 6:12 PM | 6/13/25, 10:20 PM | 1736295126 | 1749871223 | 2231 | MULTI_IMAGES | 5.2127587460449E+14 | Fun 4 Orlando Kids | https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/472734569_1723210495183010_2093810005168426943_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=102&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=iDWUgLuHBMIQ7kNvgGM-5W1&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=A1yscoCQQjfcpmfDKugBZ0n&oh=00_AYB5eF-pjvQ5ToYP7qUOrIC03FhfQ7SkArMrZp3srNA82w&oe=6783A706 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | 🦀🦈 𝐒𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐭𝐚𝐜𝐮𝐥𝐚𝐫 𝐆𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐀𝐖𝐀𝐘 🐡🐋 Enter to WIN a family 4-pack of tickets to SEA LIFE Aquarium! Explore an underwater world, touch a real star and surround yourself with sharks, stingrays & more! 👉 https://bit.ly/3s6FLDw 🐟Enter once per day to increase your chances of winning. Winner will be picked on Monday January 13th. Good luck! #giveaway #sealife #sealifeaquarium #underwaterlife #IconParkOrlando #orlando | Fun 4 Orlando Kids | 54927 | https://www.facebook.com/Fun4OrlandoKids/ | 0 | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 2661396 | 1 | active | 1/7/25, 6:12 PM | 6/11/25, 9:38 AM | 1736295144 | 1749652735 | 2231 | instagram.com | Visit Instagram profile | VIDEO | http://instagram.com/fromsandtosea | 4.5402809446297E+14 | fromsandtosea | https://scontent-iad3-1.cdninstagram.com/v/t51.2885-19/471987078_898029462519032_466800023320506774_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s206x206_tt6&_nc_cat=104&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=525117&_nc_ohc=8yLVXy2PBZgQ7kNvgF1UGDW&_nc_zt=24&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.cdninstagram.com&oh=00_AYCjlYS7n2b4e-FzHhaR1wT0MWtHUvcc4NpVXyh1Oovj-w&oe=67837CB4 | IG_ADS_IDENTITY | 1 | 0 | YES THATS RIGHT - A GIVEAWAY!!! • Winner will be able to choose tshirt of their choice from my shop. If we can get my account over 500 followers I will also choose a second winner to choose any sweatshirt from my shop. • RULES: Comment your most desired item from my shop (only needed once) AND tag 3 friends as many times as you wish in the comments below. Winner MUST be following @fromsandtosea on Instagram Bonus entries if you share to your story, may share anything from my page or shop. Bonus entries for shares and tags on threads Contest open to North America only Contest closing Feb 7 2025 #giveaway #fromsandtosea #camping #hiking #outdoors #nature #wanderlust #campvibes #hikingszn #outdoorsy #outdoorsygals #outdoorsygirl #vanlife #roadtrip #pnw #california #desert #southwest #adventure #adventuretime #backpacking #sheisnotlost | fromsandtosea | 0 | https://www.instagram.com/_u/fromsandtosea | 0 | VIEW_INSTAGRAM_PROFILE | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 2661402 | 1 | active | 1/7/25, 6:12 PM | 6/8/25, 10:11 PM | 1736295146 | 1749438661 | 2231 | yourgiveawayday.online | Learn more | IMAGE | CLICK NOW FOR $500 Amazon 👉 | https://yourgiveawayday.online/rhuJ6RojnPCsyDmOqbIKoZ62ANLSKuxiYdziNquroSU/?sid={{campaign.name}}&qs1={{adset.name}}&qs2={{ad.name}} | 3.89033567633E+14 | Giveaway Today | https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/473121238_1380971769975846_1219060718107608134_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=109&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=VSx4cGBpGcoQ7kNvgEuF54t&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=Aok3YOI6iARasEBPQpxTXGl&oh=00_AYBgChKfGwb0YTYV-50rw97FgDyEnthsQiQu0G-RxkabpQ&oe=67838E55 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | Want to shop smart? 💸 Win a FREE $500 Amazon gift card. Instant access and endless shopping options. Tap here to claim your gift card now! 🎁 | Giveaway Today | 146 | https://www.facebook.com/61564657756157/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 2661390 | 1 | active | 1/7/25, 6:12 PM | 6/14/25, 4:25 AM | 1736295143 | 1749893154 | 2231 | fb.me | Sign Up | DCO | Claim your $1,000 off LASIK | * Meet Dr. Ken Lindahl and his LASIK Team and ask all your questions * See how you can live without glasses or contacts * Learn about LASIK surgery & the newest technology * $1,000 off your LASIK procedure (must book your LASIK Consultation by January 31, 2025) * Book Free LASIK Consultation * Must attend seminar to be put into the Free LASIK Drawing.-scheduled for June 2025 | http://fb.me/ | 3.2094789462572E+14 | Rochester Eye And Laser Center | https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/472653450_1808804576558420_8516632795962364830_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=110&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=oxlRXlxDZkQQ7kNvgGaadlP&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=Aok3YOI6iARasEBPQpxTXGl&oh=00_AYDNEp0hQKeVlgxirCTMj2y6Axd6NAx6TsMVHCwI8xfh_g&oe=67839A8C | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | Come to the seminar and get chance to win a free LASIK procedure for attending and claim your $1,000 off! | Rochester Eye And Laser Center | 4613 | https://www.facebook.com/rochestereyecenter/ | 0 | SIGN_UP | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 2661404 | 1 | active | 1/7/25, 6:12 PM | 6/2/25, 5:51 PM | 1736295146 | 1748904663 | 2231 | yourgiveawayday.online | Learn more | VIDEO | CLICK NOW FOR $100 Walmart 👉 | https://yourgiveawayday.online/u0VOGtSrfXTIS4Nv3tsCQJPdbQ9xdXnlQvxlhKunlG4/?sid={{campaign.name}}&qs1={{adset.name}}&qs2={{ad.name}} | 3.89033567633E+14 | Giveaway Today | https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/472820639_589887693667330_2735087806106787790_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=100&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=p86aqZcLlhYQ7kNvgFxQt5l&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=Aok3YOI6iARasEBPQpxTXGl&oh=00_AYAAs8fWlMJPHseweFpeI5IJqHpuxHU3g5HQqwvhCxnwCA&oe=67838E81 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | Want to shop smart? 💸 Win a FREE $100 Walmart gift card. Instant access and endless shopping options. Tap here to claim your gift card now! 🎁 | Giveaway Today | 146 | https://www.facebook.com/61564657756157/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 2661363 | 1 | active | 1/7/25, 6:12 PM | 6/2/25, 5:51 PM | 1736295131 | 1748904663 | 2231 | Send message | MULTI_IMAGES | 1.0303018581611E+14 | Lake Belt Bar and Grill | https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/472757103_1516584122617118_3107249998168318977_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=101&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=iLklLyQP9y4Q7kNvgE06snX&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=AGUlWap163M8G5t1kMd3yDK&oh=00_AYAPnSazwkyDxmP44Ja14KlonIvddLs5CIpR2XGc7KF_SQ&oe=6783A8A2 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | 🎶 Win Free Concert Tickets! 🎉 Get ready to experience an unforgettable night of live music! We’re giving away 2 tickets to see Dustin Lynch live in concert on Friday, June 20th, 2025 at Arnolds Park! Don’t miss this chance to sing along to your favorite hits and create memories that will last a lifetime. Come in for lunch, supper, or drinks on the dates listed on the flyer and get signed up! Winner will be announced live on February 5th 🥳 #ConcertGiveaway #LiveMusic #LakeBeltBarandGrill | Lake Belt Bar and Grill | 1544 | https://www.facebook.com/lakebeltbarandgrill/ | 0 | MESSAGE_PAGE | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 2661398 | 1 | active | 1/7/25, 6:12 PM | 6/2/25, 5:51 PM | 1736295145 | 1748904665 | 2231 | instagram.com | Visit Instagram profile | VIDEO | http://instagram.com/lunch_deals_ep | 2.4907860517564E+14 | Lunch Deals El Paso | https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/473162920_550241998006165_6935252128634661517_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=106&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=qU_91ga1YI8Q7kNvgFZE9Wj&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=Aok3YOI6iARasEBPQpxTXGl&oh=00_AYCOd6KK8ClIhj4HgOv8XWuId7M1o4DypQybe0w1QkyiMQ&oe=67839C95 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | 🚨 Lunch On Us: Round 2! 🚨 We’re back with another chance to WIN! 🎉 This week, we’re giving away a lunch combo for 2 at the amazing El Paso Wing House 🍗🔥. Here’s how to enter: ✅ Like this post ✅ Tag a friend in the comments (each tag is an entry!) ✅ Follow our account 💥 BONUS: Share this post to your story and boost your chances of winning! Don’t miss out on the chance to treat yourself and a friend to delicious wings and more! 🥳 Winner will be announced [insert date]. Good luck, and let the tagging begin! 🎯 #LunchOnUs #ElPasoWingHouse #WingLovers #Giveaway #elpasolunchspots #lunchdealselpaso #hungryonabudget #itsallgoodeptx @epwinghouse | Lunch Deals El Paso | 873 | https://www.facebook.com/LunchDealsElPaso/ | 0 | VIEW_INSTAGRAM_PROFILE | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 2661334 | 1 | active | 1/7/25, 6:12 PM | 6/2/25, 5:51 PM | 1736295122 | 1748904677 | 2231 | fbweb.moboreader.net | Learn more | VIDEO | Read next chapter👉 | https://fbweb.moboreader.net/65282322-fb_contact-enp26_6-1226-core3.html?adid={{ad.id}}&char=124213&accid=1608252460124701&exdata=CC02B7B114E0CD21953866F115D2C1D1F83C07BE49565233 | 1.5912914394216E+14 | Hello reading | https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/472263287_1586038452109262_649554625146088868_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=109&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=-ff46VOLC50Q7kNvgGt-fjU&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=A1yscoCQQjfcpmfDKugBZ0n&oh=00_AYD0hb1UJEi4vUsOcPhKPKMDRE-WREwluvdLCMfJiXlIYg&oe=6783AA06 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | He divorced her because of cheating. She left a message: "You will regret it." 4 years later, he saw her on TV and introduced her as a top 100 female CEO, but she shone and attracted everyone's attention. He was frustrated and begged to win her back! ===== In the bustling, weathered heart of Orkset, flames erupted violently within an ancient apartment building. Propelled by gusts of wind, the fire devoured the structure, belching dense smoke and bright, searing tongues of flame. "Saved! They've been saved." The words echoed amidst the chaos. Firefighters emerged from the smoldering inferno, carrying Carrie Campbell to safety at the roadside. Her features, usually refined and expressive, were now smeared with soot; her sparkling eyes dimmed to a vacant gaze, hollow and lost. As reality seeped back into her consciousness, Carrie felt a rush of gratitude overpower her usual composure. Her voice, hoarse and weak, conveyed a profound "thank you" to her rescuers. Shaking, she fumbled for her phone, her fingertips quivering as they found the familiar number. "Hello, the person you are trying to reach is currently unavailable. Please try again later..." The automated message played after a few rings, leaving her with a lump in her throat, her unvoiced frustrations and sorrow welling up inside her. Bang! With a deafening roar, the explosion abruptly silenced the cold, mechanical voice echoing through the line. Carrie's head snapped upwards, shock painted on her face as she witnessed the apartment she had just exited erupt into flames. Chunks of debris were hurled into the air by the force of the blast, scattering across the sky. Panic engulfed the crowd as survivors, freshly rescued, screamed in terror. They huddled together, seeking solace in each other's arms, their cries piercing the tumultuous scene. In stark contrast, Carrie lay alone on a stretcher, her isolation magnified amidst the chaos. "Kristopher..." Fighting the dread creeping up her spine, Carrie pressed her lips together tightly and dialed her husband's number again, her resolve unwavering. Yet, the call disconnected after a few short rings, leaving her with a haunting silence. Just then, a Twitter notification flickered on her phone screen. The gossip feed was alive with the latest gossip: #LiseNash #MysteriouBoyfriend. According to the tweet, a producer from a well-known variety show had invited the renowned star Lise Nash to a dinner, which had quickly soured when she declined to partake in a toast. This act of defiance had sparked a confrontation, only to be interrupted by Lise's domineering boyfriend. He stormed into the private dining room, dismissing the producer with a dismissive wave and escorting Lise away. The tweet described the scene vividly, painting a picture of a powerful man defending his beloved partner. Yet, perhaps due to his prominence, only the back of the man was visible in the accompanying photos, preserving his anonymity. Meanwhile, Lise, donning an oversized suit jacket, beamed a smile, reaching out to clasp his hand as they departed together. Carrie's eyes were glued to the screen, her stare intense and unblinking as she absorbed the image before her. There he was--Kristopher Norris! The suit jacket draped carelessly over Lise was a dead giveaway. Every piece of clothing Kristopher owned had been meticulously tailored by a master craftsman abroad, a detail Carrie knew all too well. Her grip on her phone tightened, her knuckles blanching to a stark white, as if her very soul were being squeezed by an invisible hand, the pain sharp and acid-like in its intensity. In her most desperate moment, Kristopher had coldly disconnected their call, choosing instead to be at Lise's side. What was the worth of their two-year marriage? The tears she had been holding back now overwhelmed her, streaming down her face. Even as she tilted her head back in a futile attempt to stem the flow, the tears continued to escape. Lise had always been Kristopher's first love, a fact whispered and gossiped about among their circles. The Norris family had never approved of Lise, seeing her ordinary background as unfitting. Forced apart by family pressures, it had been Lise who ended things, but the past, it seemed, was not easily left behind. Kristopher had diligently pursued the leadership of the Norris family, harboring dreams of finally being with Lise. Yet, when he reached his goal, he discovered that Lise had already chosen another. In defiance of his family's expectations and perhaps out of bitterness, Kristopher turned to Carrie, a woman equally devoid of wealth or status, to become Mrs. Norris, thereby blocking any matchmaking attempts by his relatives. At that time, Carrie faced immense pressure from her father, Tristan Campbell, who was pushing her towards a marriage with a playboy, the son of a business associate, to cover her grandmother's steep medical expenses. Both Kristopher and Carrie, driven by their personal motives, consented to a marriage of convenience. Originally set for just one year, their contractual marriage stretched beyond its term, sustained by a shared understanding between them. Over time, Carrie began to believe in the authenticity of their union, never suspecting that it was merely an extension of her hopes. Just moments ago, a fire had nearly claimed Carrie's life. In that critical moment, she reached out to Kristopher, only to be twice rebuffed as he spent his time with Lise. This harsh reality shattered Carrie's illusions, revealing that her perceived transition from pretense to genuine relationship was nothing but a facade maintained by her own desires. Carrie wasn't even a temporary substitute in Kristopher's life but merely a pawn used to spite his family. After a poignant pause, tears welled up in Carrie's eyes, unstoppable and poignant. It might be time for her to release herself from the shackles of her own hopeful delusions--to stop deceiving herself. Chapter 2 Trending Topics The overwhelming number of injuries from the fire was staggering, straining the already frantic doctors and nurses as they tried to provide aid. Carrie had been merely grazed by a splintered clothes rack, which left a deep, jagged wound on her calf. In comparison to the chaos around her, her wounds seemed almost negligible. She managed to get basic care--a brisk cleaning and a quick wrap of bandages--at a local hospital before catching a cab back to her house. Bayview Villa, a grand property under Kristopher's name, was technically their matrimonial residence. Living alone had become the norm for Carrie, as Kristopher was hardly ever around. She had bid farewell to the housekeeper, discovering that her life could be quite adequately maintained with just takeout, deliveries, and the occasional visit from a part-time cleaner. Now, she found herself the sole occupant of the sprawling living room, sinking into the sofa, her gaze drifting across the empty space. The stark, monochrome decor did nothing to imbue warmth into the atmosphere. A chilling realization crept up on her: this vast, elegant space felt more like a colossal tomb, a silent grave for her lost years of youth and a love that had quietly slipped away. In this cold, echoing house, would anyone even notice if her breath ceased one day? Carrie exhaled a weary sigh, her frame heavy as she leaned against the cold wall for support, struggling up the stairs to her bedroom on the second floor. Each step was a battle, sending stabbing pains shooting through her from the surface of her skin down to her aching bones. The house, stark and hollow, echoed even the smallest sounds, magnifying her sense of isolation. It was today, amidst this profound silence, that Carrie truly grasped the all-encompassing nature of her loneliness--it was almost tangible, enveloping her senses with its texture and mournful whispers, tightening around her heart like a vice, producing a dull, relentless ache. Upon reaching the sanctuary of her bedroom, she collapsed onto the bed, the very embodiment of exhaustion, feeling it both physically and spiritually. Just as she surrendered to this weariness, the sharp ring of the phone pierced the silence. "You reached out to me earlier. What do you need?" Kristopher's voice cut through the line, cold and distant as ever. Carrie was caught off guard by his unexpected call. Words failed her as she parted her lips to respond, but before she could collect her thoughts, a soft, feminine voice floated through from the other end. "Kristopher, will you join me to..." A surge of emotions tightened Carrie's grip on the phone, her heart thumping louder with each second. Overwhelmed and unable to contain her rising panic, she demanded, "Who's there with you?" Kristopher gave no answer, merely stating in a flat, disinterested voice, "If there's something you need, let's catch up when I'm back. I have pressing engagements right now, so I must disconnect." He promptly ended the call, cutting off any chance for Carrie to reply. As the harsh beep of the disconnected line filled her ears, Carrie's lips twisted into a rueful grin. How utterly foolish she felt! Deep down, she knew his response all too well, yet she had clung to the hope of hearing his voice confirm it. With a sense of self-inflicted irony, Carrie activated her tablet and scrolled through the day's hot topics. One headline caught her eye: "A female star shielded from harassment at a dinner by her formidable partner." A wry smile twisted her lips. Carrie knew all too well what it was like to face harassment at those kinds of dinners. She vividly remembered her first major audition after her entering the showbiz; her agent had escorted her to a dinner with the influential director and producer of the drama series "Serene Sighs." As a novice in the dizzying world of showbiz, Carrie had felt incredibly vulnerable, uncertain of how to navigate the murky waters of such gatherings. The producer had eyed her shamelessly, sneering as he asked, "Is this the new talent you're introducing? She appears presentable, but I'm curious to see how she fares with a drink. Here's the deal, if you can gulp down this bottle in one go, I'll secure you an audition for the lead role." Carrie was inclined to decline, but under the relentless pressure from her agent, she found herself compelled to consume the entire bottle. As the evening wore on, she was hurriedly taken to the hospital suffering from a severe stomach ailment. Her agent, fretful about the prospect of the role slipping away to another, quickly settled the hospital charges and departed. At that time, Carrie found herself isolated in a hospital bed for several long days. Yet, even before Carrie could be released from the hospital, the media was abuzz with the announcement that Lise had secured the lead role in "Serene Sighs." Subsequently, her agent rebuked Carrie for her lack of ambition, complaining, "You are more appealing than Lise, so why can't you show more drive? She cozied up to Mr. Norris and hardly had to make an effort. She's surrounded by people eager to cater to her every need. I've heard that Mr. Norris personally orchestrated her landing the lead role in this production!" When the show premiered, Lise was catapulted into stardom, swiftly ascending to the elite echelons of the acting world. From that moment forward, Carrie let her acting aspirations wane and chose instead to devote herself entirely to supporting her husband, Kristopher. After all, no matter her efforts, she could never get the same career opportunities that Lise seemed to receive effortlessly with Kristopher's offhand remarks. At that time, Carrie had believed she was filling the role that was meant to be Lise's as Mrs. Norris, which meant she owed Lise. By giving up the career opportunities to Lise, Carrie thought they would settle their unspoken debt. However, Carrie hadn't foreseen that Lise would claim both the coveted career and Kristopher's affections. As Lise's professional and love life blossomed, Carrie came to the painful realization that she had been overly consumed with her romantic pursuits, at the expense of her career, and now, she found herself bereft of both love and professional fulfillment. With tears streaming down her face, Carrie viewed her past two years as tragically misguided. Given another opportunity, she resolved she wouldn't be so unguarded, letting her heart recklessly fall captive to Kristopher's charm. "Ms. Spencer, the new copyright contract is prepared. Please review it for any discrepancies." Her phone buzzed with the alert, snapping Carrie out of her reverie. She gazed at the PDF file attached in the message, her mind briefly overwhelmed. Under the pseudonym Katrina Spencer, Carrie had once made a name for herself as a budding screenwriter, selling numerous scripts in her early days. During her early career as Katrina, Carrie often sold her work for a pittance, compelled by her urgent need for immediate cash. Over the years, these scripts transformed into blockbuster films and hit series, catapulting Katrina's reputation to new heights. By this time, Carrie had married Kristopher and was no longer plagued by the financial woes that had once driven her to desperation--her grandmother's hefty medical bills were a thing of the past. With her financial crises resolved, Carrie's life had pivoted to domestic responsibilities, striving to be an exemplary wife to Kristopher. Amidst these changes, her pseudonym, Katrina Spencer, gradually receded into the background. However, her past as Katrina wasn't ready to be shelved just yet. Recently, an interested buyer had come forward, ready to pay a handsome sum for one of her old scripts. Carrie, however, was hesitant to sell. She raised several concerns about the contract presented to her, and to her astonishment, the buyer was genuine enough to revise it accordingly. Holding the revised contract in her hands, Carrie inhaled deeply, her resolve hardening. She seemed to have reached a crucial decision. Her fingers danced over her phone's keyboard with swift precision, typing out a firm command. "Create a divorce agreement following my terms and ensure it reaches Kristopher Norris at the Norris Group." Without pausing for a response, she placed her phone aside and limped toward the bathroom, each step echoing a blend of determination and newfound independence. Chapter 3 Exchange Of Conveniences Thirty minutes had passed, Carrie finally heaved herself up from the bathtub, her limbs feeling heavy and uncooperative. As she lifted her gaze, her own image in the mirror halted her movements--her skin appeared as smooth and impeccable as fine porcelain, glowing with an unblemished radiance. Her eyes, deep pools of allure, sparkled with an enchanting, soft warmth, inviting anyone who dared meet her gaze. Despite edging into her late twenties at twenty-five, she reveled in the fact that time had yet to etch its marks upon her flawless complexion. Surely, a woman with such a visage had no place for self-pity. Absorbed in her contemplation, Carrie carelessly extended her right leg onto the cold floor, forgetting it was the very limb she had injured. Wrapped excessively in cling film to shield it from moisture, the tight encasement had stifled her circulation, rendering her leg eerily numb. As her foot touched down, it betrayed her, slipping forward unexpectedly. "Ah!" Carrie gasped, her arms flailing in a frantic ballet, searching for a lifeline in the void. Just as she teetered on the brink of a painful rendezvous with the floor, the bathroom door burst open. Kristopher stood at the entrance, his suit immaculately tailored, creating a striking figure. As their eyes locked, he paused, visibly taken aback, then quickly closed the distance with brisk strides. Carrie's breath caught as Kristopher swept her up in a graceful bridal style, an unexpected tightness wrapping around her waist. Caught off guard by his sudden appearance, Carrie realized with a jolt that she was completely bare. A flush of embarrassment washed over her as she instinctively clutched her hands over her chest. This was their first moment of such intimacy since their wedding, and the discomfort made her toes curl inward, her skin blushing a delicate shade of pink. Kristopher looked down at her with a mischievous grin. "Let's be honest, there's not much to see," he teased gently. Feeling both mortified and slightly irritated, Carrie snapped back, "Oh, Mr. Norris, after all you've seen, I suppose nothing can impress you anymore." She carried her C-cup curves with understated charm, a touch of sensuality that outshone Lise's painfully flat, almost awkwardly rigid build. Yet Carrie knew well that without love, even the most perfect physique paled in comparison to the charm of one dearly cherished. Nonchalantly, Kristopher reached for a bathrobe hanging behind the door and draped it over her. His frown deepened at her comment. "What are you talking about, Carrie?" A thought seemed to strike him, and his expression grew even more impatient. "Tell me, did you send those divorce papers in the dead of night just to lure me back here--to catch you completely bare?" His tone was a mix of disbelief and annoyance. "I told you I was swamped with work. Was this dramatic display really necessary?" Carrie's temper flared at his accusatory tone, reigniting the tension between them. He was always so quick to lose patience with her. She wasn't the type to throw around words like divorce or breakups lightly. In fact, this was the first time she'd ever mentioned divorce in their two-year marriage, yet he seemed indifferent to her turmoil. He simply dismissed her concerns as if she were overreacting about trivial matters. Despite the throbbing pain in her leg, Carrie mustered her strength and said, "Put me down." Kristopher, however, paid no heed, his eyes scanning her leg swathed in bandages. His brow furrowed slightly. "What happened to your leg? Is this some elaborate ploy to lure me back?" At his words, a bitter laugh escaped Carrie. It seemed he viewed her as merely seeking attention, and in failing to capture it, she had likely concocted a story to draw him back, allowing her to dramatize her plight in his presence. With a blank face, she replied untruthfully, "It's a beauty treatment that shouldn't get wet." "Why did you suddenly decide to undergo such a treatment?" Kristopher inquired, his tone casual as he carried her outside, not pressing the issue further. His frame was large, and through his thin shirt, she could distinctly feel the warmth of his body and the defined shape of his chest muscles. The closeness created an uncomfortable tension for Carrie, who had resolved to end things once and for all. Her voice climbed involuntarily, sharper this time. "Oh, since when have you been concerned with such minor things, Mr. Norris?" For the first time, Kristopher witnessed her using biting sarcasm; it struck him as peculiarly amusing. With a calm demeanor, he responded, "You're my wife, it's only natural I'd be concerned about your well-being." "Really?" There was a somber note in Carrie's voice now. "It seems like you've never really regarded me as your wife. I'm scared that if I were to die, you wouldn't even know until much later." After all, at that very moment, Kristopher had been distracted, lost in moments with his first love, too consumed to lend an ear to her desperate pleas. Caught off guard by her accusation, Kristopher's eyes widened with surprise before he let out a disbelieving chuckle. "Carrie, what's brought on this sudden outburst of anger? Just because I was tied up this afternoon and missed your call? Perhaps I've been too indulgent with you lately, and it's made you a bit too presumptuous?" Carrie froze, startled. Was he accusing her of being too presumptuous? She realized their marriage had always been lopsided. In his eyes, she was nothing more than a transactional partner, a woman who had bartered her freedom for financial security. Their union was meant to be a mere exchange of conveniences, yet she had, quite foolishly, fallen deeply in love with him. In the tricky terrain of romance, the one who fell first invariably found themselves at a distinct disadvantage. Kristopher's dismissive reaction left Carrie reeling, her emotions dismissed as trifles, a tight knot of suffocation rising in her chest. "I said to put me down this instant!" Carrie exclaimed, jerking her head to the side, her voice laced with a sharp edge of impatience. Kristopher remained mute, effortlessly carrying her towards the bed before suddenly releasing his hold. Carrie felt a jolt as the support vanished, her heart skipping a beat as she instinctively grasped for him. Their bodies collided on the bed, her bathrobe teetering on the brink of decency, threatening to unravel with any minor shift. Propped on one elbow, Kristopher gazed down at her, his lips curled into a sly, teasing grin. "You wanted to be let go, didn't you? So why cling to me now?" His eyes, deep and sparkling like a midnight lake speckled with stars, captivated her. In those celestial depths, Carrie caught a glimpse of her own reflection. At times like this, she was misled into believing he harbored a deep affection. Sadly, his heart was a fortress reserved for Lise, and all Carrie had left were empty fantasies. "Boring!" she exclaimed, her voice devoid of any enthusiasm as she attempted to rise, her hand inadvertently brushing against something unexpected. The following moment brought a noticeable shift in his cock pressing against her stomach. "Don't move, or I can't promise what might happen next," he warned in a deep, gravelly voice. With a frown, Carrie internally cursed upon hearing the statement. It was an undeniable fact. Primal instincts steered the actions of men. Absence of affection didn't quell their basic desires. Yet, she dared not agitate Kristopher. Angling her face away, her body remained rigid, frozen in place. Carrie, feeling irked, shot back. "Didn't you say there's nothing here to see? What's with the reaction now, Mr. Norris? Are you really that easy to impress?" No sooner had her words flown than she grasped the potential repercussions of her sharp tongue. A wave of regret surged through Carrie, but instead of anger, Kristopher responded with a chuckle, "You are my wife, after all. Since that's something I can't alter, I might as well embrace it. Besides, it's been years since we became husband and wife--it would be a shame to neglect you completely." Chapter 4 Are You Out Of Your Mind? Kristopher slipped his hand beneath the folds of her bathrobe, his touch tracing the curve of Carrie's skin, as smooth and delicate as silk. He encircled her slender waist, drawing her closer with a gentle yet firm grip. Her face, a captivating canvas of defiance and visible irritation, ignited in him an uncontrollable urge to claim victory over her resistance. His breathing grew heavy, yet he remained composed, slowly removing his tailored suit. The fabric of his suit brushed lightly against Carrie's cheek, releasing a mix of scents: a familiar woody aroma intertwined with an unexpected zesty twist of lemon. It was unmistakably Jo Malone's Blue Agava and Cacao--Lise's signature scent. A surge of nausea overwhelmed Carrie at the realization. As Kristopher's eyes, now shaded with a stormy intensity, drew nearer to hers, the proximity conjured unwelcome visions of him with Lise. Her stomach churned violently, and with a sudden movement, she pushed him away, propping herself up with a jolt and a dry retch. "Ugh..." Her stomach had been empty all day, leaving her with nothing to bring up. The desire in Kristopher's gaze flickered out, replaced by a cold, detached expression as he withdrew slightly. Observing the genuine distress and the reddening of Carrie's eyes, Kristopher perceived her reaction for outright disgust at their closeness. He paused, fingers adjusting his shirt cuffs, his voice cold as he confronted her. "Carrie, is this reaction reserved only for me, or is it how you respond to all men?" The air in the room turned frosty, thick with tension. Carrie swallowed the sharp sting in her throat, her eyes widening in shock as she stared up at him. Ever since their marriage, she had cut ties with nearly all her male friends, yet here was Kristopher, casually tossing out comments sharp enough to cut glass. The years of love she had poured into their relationship now seemed utterly futile. Heat crept up her neck, coloring her cheeks a bright scarlet as indignation took hold. Without thinking, her hand flew up and delivered a stinging slap across Kristopher's face. All her suppressed grievances from the day ignited in that swift motion. Her bathrobe, loosened in the heat of the moment, slipped from her shoulders. Ignoring the flush of exposure, she swiftly gathered the fabric and draped it around herself, her movements quick and firm. The impact of her slap had left a light, crimson mark on Kristopher's cheek, marking him with her outrage. His eyes, wide with disbelief, met hers. "Carrie, are you out of your mind?" Out of her mind? Yes, she was clearly insane to ever fall for him in the first place. Carrie fumed silently, her heart pounding in her chest. Suddenly, the sharp buzz of the phone on the table cut through the mounting tension, its vibration bringing a brief respite from their standoff. Kristopher cast a fleeting glance at the message, shut off the phone with a snap, and strode towards the door, his back rigid with tension. Her voice, firm and unwavering, chased after him. "We're getting a divorce! Make sure you sign those papers before you walk out that door!" Kristopher paused briefly and said sharply, "I have something to do now. When I return, do whatever pleases you." With that, he forcefully shut the door. Carrie's eyes followed his unwavering exit, feeling an oppressive weight compressing her chest once again. She disregarded the sharp sting in her leg and hobbled determinedly toward her tablet. Fingers trembling, she hastily navigated to Lise's Twitter page. Lise had just uploaded a new tweet. The photo showed her lying down with a fever patch adhered to her forehead, still enveloped in Kristopher's familiar jacket. The caption read, "Being sick makes me extra clingy. Wishing I had someone here. Stay cozy and take care, everyone!" The simultaneous timing of these two events made it almost impossible for Carrie not to suspect that Kristopher had dashed off to tend to Lise. Carrie's instincts loudly proclaimed that this was no accident; Lise had deliberately sought to tug at Kristopher's heartstrings. It appeared her tactics were effective. Not even Carrie's stark threat of divorce could overshadow Lise's theatrical display of vulnerability. Seething with fury, Carrie quaked like a leaf swept into a storm. She steeled herself against the heartache, forcefully ripping the plastic wrap from her aching leg. After her lengthy soak, the bath's lingering moisture had infiltrated her skin, inflaming the wound until it was a vivid, angry red and painfully swollen. She, too, could be clingy. Even in the harshest times back in the county, she had shown vulnerability, breaking down into soft sobs within the comforting arms of her grandmother, especially that one time she got burned by the scalding kettle. But such vulnerability had its time and place, and it wasn't now. The stark reality of Kristopher's exit forced Carrie to confront her need for self-reliance. Biting down hard on her lip, Carrie cleaned the throbbing wound with a practiced hand before securely wrapping it anew. She rose with a newfound resolve and yanked a black suitcase from the far end of her expansive walk-in closet--it held all the belongings she'd brought into this house as a hopeful bride. She grabbed a fresh set of clothes to slip into and left a bank card neatly on the bedside table. She had transferred every penny she'd earned over the past year onto that card, effectively settling her financial entanglements with Kristopher over the last two years and cutting him out of her life for good. Dragging the heavy suitcase behind her, she limped painfully out of the opulent villa. As she passed through the gate, she wrapped her baseball jacket more tightly around her slight figure, her silhouette hauntingly solitary in the enveloping darkness. The night air of early spring was bitingly cold, devoid of any trace of warmth, a chill that seemed almost faint compared to the ice forming in Carrie's shattered heart. She had arrived here with nothing but a suitcase and a heart full of dreams, and now she was leaving, dreams crumbled, utterly alone. A bitter laugh slipped through her lips. If only she hadn't fallen so hard for him, if only she'd proposed an amicable separation at the end of their agreed year, maybe she wouldn't be wandering now, a lost soul in the shadow of her former self. Lise didn't have to lift a finger, and Carrie had already fallen, utterly broken and beyond redemption. Chapter 5 A Gathering Meanwhile, in the Oasis Club, renowned as the priciest spot in Orkset, the air within the VIP room crackled with excitement. Under the spell of bright lights and thumping music, a diverse group of men and women lounged together, basking in the exclusivity of the setting. Suddenly, the door burst open, revealing Kristopher in the doorway. The karaoke session halted abruptly as the crowd turned to greet him in unison, voices mingling. "Kristopher..." Before they could utter another word, a woman cloaked from head to toe stepped out from behind him. Lise, with a fluid motion, removed her mask and slid her arm through Kristopher's. She addressed the room with a poised charm. "My assistant took a sudden leave, and I found myself without company. Not keen on spending the evening alone, I invited Kristopher to join me. I trust that's alright?" Lise's beauty was without question. Her face was a delicate composition of cherry lips and a sculpted nose, framed by eyes that shimmered with a vulnerable allure, commanding a protective fervor from those around her--her presence, ethereal. In contrast, Carrie's features were more pronounced, her beauty vivid and striking. Lise, by comparison, carried a softer, more understated elegance. Yet, as it often goes, matters of the heart followed no simple paths. While Kristopher and Carrie were married, it was in name only; Kristopher seemed detached and seldom included her in private social events. The group didn't have much of a relationship with Carrie, leading them to feel no obligation to defend her. Upon hearing Lise's comment, a moment of discomfort rippled through the air. Nonetheless, they quickly recovered, offering a congenial smile as they said, "We're all friends here; let's not bother with formalities." Lise offered a subtle, knowing smile, as she gracefully accompanied Kristopher into the bustling room. The event that evening had been meticulously planned to express appreciation for Kristopher's contributions. As they stepped into the room, the crowd parted like the sea, making way for them to proceed to the seats of honor. The group's leader handed Kristopher a glass of wine with a flourish, proclaiming with a broad grin, "We truly owe you a debt of gratitude, Mr. Norris! Your exceptional talents are the talk of the town, and witnessing them firsthand today only confirms it. Without your expertise, securing this contract would have been a fantasy!" Their gathering marked the launch of a novel shopping platform, one that had been in negotiation with numerous local brands in Orkset. But the scenario changed dramatically when the tech giant JoyBuy dramatically entered the scene, stirring up the competitive landscape. Competing with JoyBuy was akin to the classic David versus Goliath tale--hopelessly daunting. In a surge of desperation, they turned to Kristopher, reaching out through a network of connections for his renowned strategic prowess. With his characteristic swiftness, Kristopher hatched an ingenious plan and swiftly secured the deal, snatching it from the clutches of JoyBuy right before the business association could ink their agreement--a masterful coup that reverberated success. This remarkable turnaround only intensified the already deep respect everyone held for Kristopher. Albin Murray, beaming with pride, couldn't help but boast, "Ah, just look at the caliber of his friends! They thought they could steal deals right under our noses, obviously underestimating Kristopher's clout!" Albin, born into the wealthy Murray family, counted himself among Kristopher's closest friends. He was renowned for his sprawling social web--a network through which the desperate plea for help was channeled to Kristopher. Meanwhile, Kristopher himself, the focus of all their discussions, reclined nonchalantly on the couch, bathed in the soft glow of the overhead lights. He was well-versed in the art of receiving compliments; thus, his expression stayed calm and detached. The ambient light sculpted his angular features, casting dramatic shadows that emphasized his high nose bridge and sharply cut jawline, as though he were a living masterpiece. His natural grace and detachment eclipsed any terrestrial magnificence. Following a sequence of celebratory toasts, when it became apparent that Kristopher merely touched his glass without truly drinking, the rest of the company toned down their conversation, allowing him a moment of repose with his eyes gently shut. Lise, slightly feverish, opted not to indulge in the spirits, choosing instead to sit in serene silence next to Kristopher, her eyes lingering on him with a look of deep, unmistakable adoration. Albin, captivated by the seemingly perfect pair, pondered the whims of destiny. He discreetly captured their image with his smartphone and nonchalantly shared it across his social networks. As the evening progressed and the liquor dwindled, the room's door swung open anew. Kristopher's personal assistant, Oliver Brooks, made his entrance, acknowledging the gathering with a courteous nod that bordered on respect but avoided groveling, swiftly positioning himself in front of Kristopher. Silence hung in the air, yet Lise, unable to contain her curiosity, leaned in and whispered, "What's going on?" Oliver, maintaining his focus on Kristopher, chose not to respond directly to her. A flush of embarrassment tinted Lise's cheeks as she turned towards Kristopher, hesitatingly inquiring, "Should I leave?" Kristopher adjusted his posture, his voice low and calm as he instructed, "Go ahead, speak." A shiver of apprehension coursed through Oliver as he tentatively began, "Mr. Norris, Mrs. Norris has departed from Bayview Villa, and..." &10& | Hello reading | 49985 | https://www.facebook.com/61552535188096/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 2661387 | 1 | active | 1/7/25, 6:12 PM | 6/2/25, 5:51 PM | 1736295142 | 1748904696 | 2231 | Send message | VIDEO | 5.3723173614070E+14 | Anita Goldstein | https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/472817145_585237027705850_7168110316478462800_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=109&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=yQ3at6Q0hqsQ7kNvgHLXfx8&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=Aok3YOI6iARasEBPQpxTXGl&oh=00_AYDB3Wat8ascjlzO2ZVjkw5UtWOIyR1hVMn2KSmYwFT-5A&oe=67839B60 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | Warmest Wishes this Holiday Season! we are dropping some hugs here for you 🤗 Share a virtual hug in the replies! And, don't miss out on the chance to win up to $1,000,000.00USD in the PCH Giveaway lottery this season! Enter now by sending a DM! #entertowinit #PCHWinner #supreprize #WinningHoliday #SeasonOfGiving #pchsweepstakes #publisherclearinghouse #NationalHuggingDay | Anita Goldstein | 0 | https://www.facebook.com/61571811201063/ | 0 | MESSAGE_PAGE | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 2661344 | 1 | active | 1/7/25, 6:12 PM | 5/1/25, 10:16 AM | 1736295125 | 1746112570 | 2231 | www.instagram.com | Visit Instagram profile | VIDEO | https://www.instagram.com/_u/anylabtestnow.corpuschristi | 4.7182648359691E+14 | Any Lab Test Now | https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/471463218_1035022591714042_1186075729594211368_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=102&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=tO73W6dCLaAQ7kNvgHHE6rX&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=A1yscoCQQjfcpmfDKugBZ0n&oh=00_AYCweKLgJjcbMLKZPzi9-_So9FBsO5q_yRzXcQi1uoVGbQ&oe=67839E20 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | GIVEAWAY ALERT! 🥰 Show some love to your health this Valentine's Day! ❤️ Like and share our page with 2 friends for a chance to win the Sweetheart Basket! 🎁 Basket includes: Annual Health Panel, 6 vitamin B-12 injections, Micronutrient test, a bottle of wine*, and chocolate-covered strawberries! 🍫🍓 We will draw and announce the winner on February 14th. 💌 Stay tuned to see our winner of the Sweetheart Basket (over $800 value)! 🏆 **Must be 21 Years Old to claim the wine* from this basket** https://www.anylabtestnow.com/corpus-christi-78411/ 5417 Everhart +1 361-400-0707 #corpuschristitx #corpuschristitexas #corpuschristi #texasmallbusiness #texas | Any Lab Test Now | 1182 | https://www.facebook.com/AnyLabTestNowCorpusChristi/ | 0 | VIEW_INSTAGRAM_PROFILE | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 2661447 | 1 | active | 1/7/25, 6:12 PM | 5/1/25, 3:08 PM | 1736295158 | 1746130122 | 2231 | amzlink.to | Shop now | VIDEO | https://amzlink.to/az0d8qGq3Noo7 | 5.0078951366991E+14 | Brianna Brown | https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/472225374_3556618814639153_4198065557928232670_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=110&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=CHadLthTN1EQ7kNvgFYByAs&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=AZ-NdF4mcnSQSb5O7VJRQ5J&oh=00_AYC3VTO-ZkVk1QvAFijCqx6jfQUZw5SLN_6MPqppWZw4Nw&oe=6783842B | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | Like and comment “DRAWER” for links!! 📣📣📣GIVING away a couple of these drawer organizers! 🤩 To enter the giveaway, comment “Amazon” & tag three friends below! Congratulations @codykgray & @_brit_hughes_ you are the winners dm me with your best shipping address & I'll follow up to get your order placed! 🧡Giveaway closed Thank you to everyone who entered!" I'll be running more giveaways for more chances to win! , You can turn on post notifications so you don’t miss out for the next giveaway!🤗 Drawer goals alert! Get ready to level up your storage game with this amazing expandable and collapsing drawer organizer! From makeup to accessories and that junk drawer, keep all your faves tidy and within reach. Plus, it’s perfect for small spaces!! 🙌 #amazonfinds #amazonmusthaves #amazonfavorites #amazonmusthave #amazonfavorite #amazongadgets #founditonamazon #amazongadget #amazongadgetsyouneed #amazonhomefinds #amazonmusthaves #amazonfavorites #amazonhomehacks #amazonkitchen #amazonkitchenfinds #kitchenorganization #kitchenideas #organizationideas #organizationtips #homeorganization #homeorganizationtips #cabinetorganization | Brianna Brown | 707 | https://www.facebook.com/briannabrowndesigns/ | 0 | SHOP_NOW | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 2661429 | 1 | active | 1/7/25, 6:12 PM | 6/2/25, 6:00 PM | 1736295155 | 1748905247 | 2231 | www.instagram.com | Visit Instagram profile | VIDEO | https://www.instagram.com/_u/savemybees | 5.8539069162166E+14 | Save My Bees | https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/473061416_620162263786563_8151879146670957548_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=102&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=DbUJ0JbI404Q7kNvgF9vrm7&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=Ajf8w347rncP7LpoOCSI1JR&oh=00_AYAEiSibcE2Yk7jfeD2ONvwrsw09CezcIEB4UA6NFwblcg&oe=67838C8A | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | Kick off 2025 with a buzz-worthy giveaway! 🐝 We’re giving one lucky beekeeper or bee removal expert the chance to win a Wax Extractor – the ultimate tool for turning beeswax into smooth, clean, usable “liquid gold.” Designed by beekeepers for beekeepers, the extractor simplifies wax processing, making your work more efficient and rewarding. Here’s how to enter: FOLLOW @SaveMyBees COMMENT how you’d use your wax TAG a fellow beekeeper or bee remover (every tag = extra entry) Entries close on Friday, January 17th 11:59pm, and we’ll announce the winner soon after. Let’s make 2025 the year of sweet success! 🍯 | Save My Bees | 202 | https://www.facebook.com/savemybees/ | 0 | VIEW_INSTAGRAM_PROFILE | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 2661376 | 1 | active | 1/7/25, 6:12 PM | 6/2/25, 6:04 PM | 1736295139 | 1748905469 | 2231 | Send message | IMAGE | 4.1415576510712E+14 | Alexia’s Store | https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/472947589_594598633531680_6630068191820785155_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=105&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=yQQVQmTWJ64Q7kNvgFzNkHL&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=AGUlWap163M8G5t1kMd3yDK&oh=00_AYDziphy05OuQN9d9npo5itG83ZFJQyL4joiVALUv06Akg&oe=678393F4 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | ✨✨¡New Giveaway!✨✨ ¡Celebra con nosotros el mes del Amor y la Amistad!❤️ ¡En agradecimiento por todo el apoyo que nos han brindado, estaremos realizando un nuevo sorteo !🤩🤩 PREMIO 🏆 1 Smartwatch Hello Watch 3✨ 1 Protector con vidrio templado ✨ 1 Par de correas de silicon extra ✨ Es muy fácil participar!💖 Solo tienes que seguir los siguientes pasos✨ 1️⃣Darle like a nuestra página Alexia’s Store 2️⃣Darle like👍🏻o me encanta ❤️a esta publicación. 3️⃣Etiquetar a 3 amig@s (también deben darle like a la página ) 4️⃣Compartir en modo público 🎀 Entre más participes, más oportunidades tienes de ganar!🎀 El ganador se dará a conocer el día que 14 de Febrero mediante nuestra página oficial ❣️🏆 Mucha suerte a todos!!🍀🤞🏻🤞🏻 | Alexia’s Store | 625 | https://www.facebook.com/61563935309086/ | 0 | MESSAGE_PAGE | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 2661443 | 1 | active | 1/7/25, 6:12 PM | 6/2/25, 6:10 PM | 1736295157 | 1748905843 | 2231 | VIDEO | 1.2210127131693E+14 | Thebeardedsider | https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/472560336_1162452135397893_6484122678249594514_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=103&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=mAA5stx1g1wQ7kNvgGPlgHz&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=AZ-NdF4mcnSQSb5O7VJRQ5J&oh=00_AYBwJ0BYngO8AGytDN-jAY7Xfr8dKFAyaksuJZYXujPbiw&oe=67837D8F | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | 😀😀 Contest closed 😀😀 Tool Giveaway! 🛠️ Check out three of my must-have siding & trim tools for getting the job done 👊 I think every installer could benefit from having these in their toolbox - good news... @westlakeroyalpros is GIVING AWAY one of each of these. Want one? Here’s how to enter: ▸ Comment below with YOUR must-have tool for your trade ▸ Tag another PRO who needs to know Giveaway ends Sunday 11/10 (will announce the winner in the comments here!) #cooltools #toolofthetrade #siding #trim #thebeardedsider #sidinglife | Thebeardedsider | 2170 | https://www.facebook.com/UpperLevelHomeRenovations/ | 0 | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 2661364 | 1 | active | 1/7/25, 6:12 PM | 6/5/25, 9:26 AM | 1736295132 | 1749133601 | 2231 | instagram.com | Visit Instagram profile | VIDEO | http://instagram.com/spikyspirits | 1.1090544855642E+14 | spikyspirits | https://scontent-iad3-2.cdninstagram.com/v/t51.2885-19/472010384_1335870164074610_710736347025862381_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s206x206_tt6&_nc_cat=109&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=525117&_nc_ohc=_oJxsQ75g4gQ7kNvgFmGIlS&_nc_zt=24&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.cdninstagram.com&oh=00_AYCViq9nb_T-15BztTVGBNkHZzsLF_-E3eNEN1CmGuFn4Q&oe=6783AED9 | IG_ADS_IDENTITY | 1 | 0 | ⭑GIVEAWAY ★ OPEN WORLDWIDE⭑ Happy belated New Year everyone! I'm giving away this ⭑Shooting Stars⭑ earrings and necklace set inspired by fireworks, in celebration of the new year and the launch of my website. The lucky winner will be announced on the 31st of January! Wish upon a star it's you ★ :) ~★How do I get lucky?★~ ⭑Follow @spikyspirits (where the winner will be announced on the 31st of January) ⭑Like & Save this post ⭑Comment your favourite emoji & Tag your friends (every @ counts as an extra entry, which gives you a higher chance of being the chosen one) !This set is made entirely of stainless steel, so it's waterproof and will not tarnish! See you at the end of the month lucky one ⭑.⭑ | spikyspirits | 0 | https://www.instagram.com/_u/spikyspirits | 0 | VIEW_INSTAGRAM_PROFILE | View Edit Delete |