(Daily Updating) I agreed to go on one first date everyday, for a year, without falling in love. The rules are simple: No repeat dates. No feelings. Nothing off the record, no matter how messy, awkward, and steamy things gets. If I fail, I lose my job. If I break the rules, I lose everything. So I turned my dating life into content, publishing every awkward, chaotic, borderline unhinged date for the internet to devour. And they did. The worse it got, the more viral I, and my articles, became. Everything was on track... until I met Derek. He's date number six, charming, unforgettable, and completely off-limits. Because he’s the ruthless billionaire who bought my company. He's the one man I can't date. The one I can't want. And the one who wrote the rules I'm not allowed to break. But that’s not even the worst part. Because while I’m trying to protect my heart, someone else is watching. A reader. Always commenting. Always dissecting. Always knowing things they shouldn’t. They call themselves @TruthHurts. And the more I try to ignore them, the clearer it becomes. They’re not guessing. They’re not trolling. They know me. And if I’m not careful… this story won’t just go viral. It will destroy me.

She was that family's true daughter, yet framed by the fake one and killed. Her kin took all she had to lift that fraud high. Her three brothers broke her limbs, poisoned her mute, and beat her dead. Reborn, she wanted no hollow love. Those biased brothers? Gone. Her partial parents? Cut off. That fiancé? Paired with the fake heiress—perfect. Now she blazed her own path, living for herself, feeling utterly free. She was just savoring her new life— when the powerful man she once saved gripped her waist, his wild eyes burning with obsession. His voice twisted with longing: "You've hidden me so long. Time to give me a name."

For six years after our wedding, my husband and I lived in a loveless and sexless marriage. Then, in the sixth year, he took our daughter and moved overseas, leaving us continents apart. On my birthday, I made a surprise trip to visit them, only to find they had already started a new life with another woman. My husband, who had always treated me with contempt, was completely in love with her. My daughter, who couldn't stand me, was happily calling her "Mom." I packed my bags on the spot, signed away my parental rights, and filed for divorce...

After years of marriage, she still couldn’t warm her husband and son’s hearts. To them, she was never a wife or a mother—only a caretaker. Until the day she returned to her hometown with her daughter and witnessed the truth. Her husband proposed to his first love in front of their son. “Dad owes you a wedding. And I owe you a word… Mom.” Her heart finally died. She walked away from her ungrateful husband and son, took her daughter back to her birth family, and reclaimed the life she deserved. After the divorce, the man and the son regretted everything and came begging for forgiveness. But her powerful brothers only sneered. “My sister? You don’t deserve her.” “Get back together? My precious sister never looks back.” “Late regret means nothing. She won’t want you anymore.” Even the city’s most admired heir publicly confessed his love. “Miss, you are the one I could never reach—and the only obsession I’ll never let go of.”

She never thought the seven-year marriage curse would happen to her. The moment she caught her husband cheating, she made him sign the divorce papers and walked away without looking back. Just as she was ready to rebuild her career, the powerful CEO who stood at the top of the business world entered her life with overwhelming confidence. In an empty conference room, he trapped her between the table and his strong arms, his deep voice filled with temptation. “Miss, before we discuss business, shouldn’t we settle an old debt first?” “What debt?” she asked, her ears turning red. He leaned closer, his breath brushing against her skin. “You saved my life when we were young. I planned to repay that debt…” He placed a contract before her and smiled. “Will you sign this, Miss? I’ll spend my lifetime making you mine.”

Four years of marriage—and all they shared was the night. She always knew he didn’t love her. He rarely came home, pouring all his care into the woman he had loved since youth. She endured it all, just to give their daughter a complete childhood. Until the day he crossed the final line— giving the life-saving bone marrow to that woman’s child. That was when she knew… this marriage was over. She packed up, took her child, and walked away without looking back. Years later, she returns—and stuns everyone. Young, beautiful, and the founder of a top-tier jewelry brand. Men chase her, admire her, try to win her favor. She stands at the center of it all—untouchable, radiant, unstoppable. Late one night, he corners her against the wall, eyes burning with obsession. “After all these years… you’ve changed.” She lowers her gaze, a faint smile on her lips. “Not much. Just a little success.” Then she looks up, calm and distant. “And Mr.—you’ve crossed the line.”

She had loved him silently for eight years. She had been married to him for three years. Yet her so-called husband did not even know what she looked like. When she saw the divorce agreement in front of her, she only smiled. She wiped away all her tears and left alone with the child in her womb. But then something changed. The man who once refused to look at her began appearing everywhere she went. He protected her, stood up for her, and even drove away every man who came near her. “I’ve had enough,” she said coldly. “Get lost.” The man suddenly dropped to one knee and kissed the back of her hand. His eyes were completely fixed on her. “Baby… let’s get married.” She let out a faint laugh. “Ex-husband and ex-wife getting married?” “That’s called remarriage.”

At a gathering, someone asked my fiancé, “If she weren’t here, would you get back with your ex?” After a brief silence, he answered, “Yes.” All eyes turned to me, waiting for a scene. Instead, I smiled—and started clapping. “If you can’t let her go, I’ll step aside,” I said lightly. Then I canceled the engagement and walked away without looking back. He thought I was just being dramatic. Certain I loved him too much to ever leave, certain I would never give up being his wife. But this time, I didn’t come back. Later, at my wedding— to his cold, untouchable lawyer uncle— he showed up like a madman, eyes bloodshot. “Come with me. Let’s run away.” Before I could speak, a hand pulled me close. “Try that again,” the man beside me said coldly, “and you won’t like what happens next.”

In the third year of her marriage, she finally learned who her husband’s heart belonged to. The night his older brother died, her husband did not care that she was standing right there. He took a hard slap for the woman he loved. She knew he had married her because she was easy to keep. And she had proved it. So obedient, in fact, that even when she got divorced, she did it quietly, without disturbing him at all. He didn’t know she had already gotten the divorce decree. He didn’t know she was about to marry someone else. The day her breakthrough cancer drug took the world by storm, the whole world cheered for her. Only her ex-husband dropped to one knee, his eyes red as he begged for her forgiveness. “I was wrong. Please... look at me again.” She stepped back. And the heir everyone said was impossible to reach wrapped an arm around her waist and claimed her in one sentence. “Sorry. She’s getting married. To me.”

In her previous life, she gave in again and again for the sake of family. What she got in return was their cruelty. To protect their adopted daughter, her four brothers let kidnappers break her hands and legs. Her husband was even more heartless—he pushed his pregnant wife down the stairs, ending two lives at once. When she opened her eyes again, she was given a second chance. Her ex-husband was a wealthy heir, but she would never beg for his love. She threw the divorce papers straight at his face. This time, she would no longer care about her brothers as they destroyed themselves. When her ex was betrayed by the woman he once loved, she only watched with satisfaction. She tore apart the scheming women, crushed the arrogant men, and finally stopped hiding her true abilities. The world watched in shock as she became an unstoppable force. And then came three unrelated brothers who treasured her like their own life. The eldest said, “Our little darling is delicate and fragile. Don’t you dare bully her.” The second said, “Our little darling is afraid of the dark. Don’t scare her.” The third said, “A good woman never goes back to a bad man, sweetheart.” Everyone was speechless. This sweet, adorable powerhouse was afraid of the dark? Really? How could anyone lie so confidently with their eyes wide open? Who would even dare to bully her? When her ex-husband finally came back, he knelt before her with a durian in his hands, his eyes red with regret. “Babe, I was wrong. The woman I’ve always loved… has always been you.”