Practicing Medical Skills in a Small Clinic - Chapter 297 - 166: Special Appointment, Too Many Cases of Conjunctivitis

Lin Qin is reborn back to 1984 on the night she was “caught in bed” by her in-laws. In her previous life, she and the “adulterer” Chen Wenjun were framed, and besides proclaiming their innocence, they knew nothing, eventually being forced to divorce. Her scumbag husband married his mistress and lived a glamorous life, while using her daughter as a servant.In this life, she decides to clear her name. Since they made her life difficult, no one should expect to have an easy time.Unexpectedly, the “adulterer” Chen Wenjun also reincarnated and cooperated with her in perfect harmony, crushing the family that wronged them so that they suffered all kinds of hardships.Then they manage to live their best lives.(Note: The heroine and hero are both in their second marriages with children, starting from scratch and gradually striving for success.)Highlight: The heroine is not a pushover! The heroine is not a pushover! It's just that things start disastrously!

When her once-wealthy family falls into ruin, Elara Vance has only one option to protect them: marry the man responsible for their downfall, Damien Arclight, a ruthless business tycoon with a hidden vendetta.What begins as a cold-blooded deal soon spirals into a web of secrets, betrayals, and dangerous desires. Elara must navigate high society, corporate warfare, and her growing feelings for the enemy she swore to hate, all while uncovering the truth behind her family's collapse.Is love even possible when the marriage starts as a trap? And will the truth destroy them both?Genres: Romance, Drama, Enemies-to-Lovers, Revenge, High SocietyThemes: Arranged marriage, family loyalty, slow-burn romance, power play

The clock struck midnight when Ruelle heard the echo of footsteps. She tensed, the fine hairs on the back of her neck standing on end in the cool night air.“You shouldn't be here,” Ruelle whispered, her voice a breathless murmur. The silhouette finally came to stand under the moonlight, his dark red eyes watching her and his inky black hair ruffling.“Shouldn't I?” His voice was a dark caress, and she stood there captivated by the danger he exuded like perfume.“I haven’t seen you for the last two days,” his tone low. His hand reached out, fingers brushing against the silk of her nightgown, tracing the trembling outline of her collarbone. “Tell me, were you avoiding me, or perhaps... entertaining other offers?”Ruelle’s heart raced, her breaths shallow. She declared, “I don't belong to anyone.”“A bold claim,“ he murmured, his breath a tantalising chill against her skin as he leaned in. ”Yet here you are, pulse racing, your body tensed as if in anticipation of my touch.”His fingers gripped her chin, tilting her face towards his. The moonlight caught his eyes, revealing a glint of predatory intent. “Or must I remind you whose touch you truly crave?”