CEO's Sudden Proposal - Chapter 5

“The Fake Heiress Turns Out to be the Real Big Shot” is a new top recommendation![What to do if your fiancé is blind?][Marry his dad and let him experience a beating from his mother.]The true heiress, cannon fodder no more, has cleverly returned through quick transmigration.Right after coming back, she intercepted the experience package that Heavenly Dao had arranged for the scumbag male lead.Quan Jinbei was a prodigious talent, but he wasn't destined to live past thirty.Upon his death, the scumbag male lead would naturally take over everything he had, leaping into the role of life's ultimate winner.Shi Yaoguang stepped in and blocked this path.With her flash-married husband being remarkably stunning, she broke the curse of his early death, ensuring him a lifetime of peace and preventing the scumbag male lead from ever ascending to the throne!

Word went around that no one that had ever knocked on the esteemed Eleazar family’s doors seeking shelter were turned away.Fleeing the prince of Lustris no less, Arabella Sterling held out hope that those weren’t mere rumors as she crossed the border over to Umbraria, home to all creatures of the night. A land where noble blood like hers was a highly coveted delicacy.As such, she wasn’t turned away, but since the Eleazars ran no charity, Arabella was compelled to become the sole blood provider to the heir of the family in exchange for safety.Though never, in a million years, did she imagine that what had started as a simple trade off, could morph into a swirl of tangled passion when the cold and stoic vampire she served showed interest in the young woman beyond the crimson nectar coursing her veins.

“Darling, I love you…” He was the heir to the consortium and she had just divorced. The day she was divorced, she was kidnapped and forced to be the doctor in charge of his case. To add insult to injury, this man would sleepwalk to her bed every two to three days… another headache!

I smile. I know I smile. I just don't know when.“Entropy?” After all, the blood in my veins dried up decades ago, only dust remains.“Ephemera?” My begging longingness—all of my dreams, devoured by void. Left is but an empty shell—hollow inside.“Life?” Paradox.“Death?” Cold, but equal for all. Just like the blood in my heart's arteries and veins— frozen—time immemorial.“Universe?” Its fabric—time and space, wrapped around like some illusion, a grand simulation—just like that dream...faint, but there.“Dream?” I couldn't tell...very...disorderly like chaos, like silhouette in the mist, hard to capture, it's memory very faint.“Home?”“Home?”“Are you there?”...***Reality fiction.