The Mirror Legacy - Chapter 1193: Purple Mansion (II)

Ye Xiong was an infamous war machine — feared by the world and known to many as the God of Death. After an incident, he returned to Jiangnan city and faked a marriage to the Ice Queen President, Yang Xinyi.This is the story of a shameless sugar baby and his quest to conquer a group of beautiful girls, including the Ice Queen President, and win their hearts!

~Hazel Blackwood never believed in fairy tales until she met a fairy godmother ~Destined to die in three months, Hazel Blackwood becomes resentful of life - if only she has more time, she would live life to the fullest. But then she meets a strange old woman who helps extend her life span to a year and in exchange, she has to find true love before her time is over.Meet Zaiden Knight, heir to a huge empire yet forced to marry an orphan and commoner by his mother. Unfortunately, Zaiden is not a fan of such an arrangement because he's in love with another woman.Can Hazel be able to find true love before her time is up? Read to find out.~~~~~~“How much...tell me , ten billion...how much did she offer I'll fucking double it you SLUT!” Zaiden yelled directly to hazel..but he was more stunned when he received a slap as a reply.“Don't you dare call me a slut, you arrogant piece of shit….”“you want to marry me huh...okay.. let's do this wife...I promise you will regret saying 'I do' to this monster,” he smirked with a promise that he's so gonna fulfill.“After I'm done with you, you won't hesitate to file a divorce in a week, I'm going to make your life a living hell...I promise you, WIFE!”Does Hazel have the willpower to make arrogant and pompous Zaiden fall in love with her or would she give up before her time is up?Follow me up for more heart filled chapters!Discord ID:jayden222#1882Instagram ID: irreplaceable sassyMy server:https://discord.gg/6kxjMKR2other books:*Narika: The Ghost Bride.*A Mommy For Hire:The heiress must get married.

“Let me tell you something honey, Revenge is the best dish served cold.’’****To her, betrayal was the most excruciating pain in the world—the kind that pierced her soul.The people she had loved with her entire heart had not only failed her, but ruthlessly deceived her.“How could you?” she had once cried, her voice shaking as she stared at the man she had chased like a madwoman. But he had already cheated on her—expecting a child with the very woman she despised with every fiber of her being.Her so-called “family ” was no better. The relatives she thought she could trust? They only wanted the inheritance meant for her and her little brother.The people who once smiled sweetly and flattered her? They were nowhere to be found when her glamorous and envious life crumbled to nothing.“I thought you all cared about me...” she whispered bitterly, watching as one by one, they all turned their backs on her when she needed them the most.In that devastating moment, everything became painfully clear. The bubble she had lived in popped and she finally saw their true faces.But....it was too late.Everything she had was gone, slipping through her fingers like sand in the wind.Except for him.Her former fiancé, the one man she had tried to ruin with every scheme she had planned, remained by her side until the end. He stood by her, even as she took her final breath.She had accepted her tragic fate—until something phenomenal happened. She woke up once again.Back to the past.Where nothing had happened yet.

She thought a contract was just business.He called it a FUCKAHOLIC contract... pleasure without promises, desire without attachment.I was supposed to keep my distance, stay professional, and survive the mess he called “fun.” But Aec didn’t play by the rules. He was cold, dominant, and utterly irresistible, a storm I couldn’t escape.Then came the night that changed everything. The accident. The absence of his presence in my story. A month gone in darkness, only to wake up to a world that had moved on… and him married.Now, our lives are tangled in ways I never imagined. His company, my career, and my heart are all on the line. Some heartbreaks don’t end in goodbye. They return colder, richer, and wearing a wedding ring.Will I crumble under the weight of betrayal… or rise to claim my own story?