Massage Parlor for Unsatisfied Wives in Another World - Chapter 19: Second Customer

【Super Sweet Romance! Direct tough guy × Tender spoiled beauty】The pampered heiress Ye Manman transmigrates into a period novel, becoming an important supporting character whose luck has been stolen and who suffers repeated humiliations from the female lead. From the moment they get married, their destinies begin to diverge drastically.The female lead rises steadily, while the supporting character remains devoted to the male lead, maintaining her purity and refusing to compromise. Eventually, she's impoverished, abducted into the mountains, and becomes mentally unstable.Ye Manman speechless jpg.Counting on her fingers, she lists out all the qualities of her rugged husband: full-time nanny, all-around housekeeper, elite chef, fully automated money machine...The picky and shopping-loving Ye Manman exclaims her love for him.Married! Committed for life! Wouldn't leave him even if beaten!From the day they got married, no one in the village had high hopes.Ye Manman is delicate and soft, unable to carry things on her shoulders or work in the fields, expecting everything to be handed to her. She frequently collects flowers and eats wild fruits. People say the man has married a living ancestor, unable to bear it, predicting the marriage will end soon.However, the more demanding Ye Manman becomes, the more doting the man is, making the entire village incredibly jealous and envious...Their lives only get better, renovating and expanding, doing business to buy a western-style house, even getting into college to become the richest family...The original female lead, supposed to be living a life of luxury in a mansion and driving fancy cars, ends up in tatters, lying on the ground, staring at the sky.“What exactly went wrong? Where is the promised life of wealth and honor?”

The sky was painted gray forever. The light of the sun was restrained. The darkness of the night was deeper than ever. At such a time, he belonged to a class people didn’t even recognize as ’human’. He was at the bottom of the social stratum, a slave. And when his only family was taken away from him... he no longer had a purpose in life. Yet, he clung to life because of his promise. And he set an impossible goal for himself, just so he’d have an excuse to live. When he finally reached a place he never expected to be, in pursuit of a purpose he expected to fail and die miserably trying to fulfill... he awoke to a night that would change his entire life. He was an insignificant fly, a mere speck in the destruction of the Empire. But he... survived. And, despite being a slave, he gained the blessing of a king. Or rather, the curse...

[Mature Content]Arabella Donovan sacrificed her youth solely for her husband. However, he divorced her because she could not bear children for him, causing her great pain.Bella decided to disappear from his life.Five years later, she returned to the country with her adorable son.Her peaceful life started to get disturbed when her ex-husband chased her back the moment he found out she was giving birth to his son.But now, she wasn't the same Bella she used to be. She is an entirely different person.*****“Boss, she's back!”“Who?” Tristan Sinclair asked while scribbling his signature across stacks of papers.“Your wife—” The assistant hesitated, watching Tristan closely. When he saw Tristan's furrowed brows, he corrected himself. “Sorry, I mean your ex-wife, Ms. Donovan. She's returned with a boy...”Tristan sighed, eyeing the contract before him. After five years of searching, only to find out she's moved on, it feels hurt. But he couldn't avoid it. She deserves happiness with someone else. He'll take this loss. “She deserves a new husband...” Tristan muttered, dismissing his assistant.“Boss, what I meant was the cute little boy. I think he's around four years old—”Tristan snapped. His head up, fixing his sharp gaze on his assistant.“I need you to arrange a DNA test for the kid. And get me her address!”A glimmer appeared in his eyes as a smile slowly spread across his face.

I killed the player.

He was one hell of a f*cker.