Sweet Love 1V1: Spoiled by The Executive - Chapter 144 - This Princess (4)

In her past life, Chen Wei’er was too blind to recognize people for who they were. She caused the destruction of her own family for the sake of a scum, and hurt the people who truly loved her. Fate gave her another chance to start over. In this life, she became decisive and worked hard in her career. She became a proud dance queen who managed to destroy the third-wheel who schemed against her, take revenge on the scum, and avenge all past grievances. She became a sweet wife who was coquettish and flattering, boldly seducing her aloof husband, He Xun.

His difficult wife suddenly became sweet and gentle. He Xun finally couldn’t resist holding her tight and whispered into her ear, “What do you want? I’ll give you everything. My life is yours too, so stop teasing me…”

One night, Chen Wei’er had a dream. She dreams of her past life, and the world after her death. He Xun was sitting in the hospital’s corridor, hugging her bloodied corpse as he went insane. “Had I known that in exchange of letting you go, you would die instead of being happy, I would never have let you go…” Then, He Xun killed all of her enemies and built a small wooden house in front of her grave. He never took another wife but became her grave-keeper. To think he loved her so much. Then, she learned that fate only gave her another chance to start over because this man, who had loved her for two lifetimes, had begged in front of her grave day and night for another chance in exchange for a lifetime of loneliness…

What happens when, in the midst of struggling to keep up with life, you suddenly discover that you were a princess in a past life? Now, you're just a waitress with a drunken mother and a pile of bills to pay. But deep down, you know one thing: you’ll find the stupid jerk responsible for ending your royal life, no matter what it takes.Alexia POV:Then there are the spoiled, narcissistic rich jerks who think their daddy's car gives them a free pass to treat women like objects. Not today, Satan. These guys are like walking perfume ads with egos bigger than their bank accounts. I swear, they should just marry themselves—they're clearly their own type.When one of those jerks lands at my table, I can smell the entitlement from a mile away. I don't even wait for the inevitable sleazy pickup line or the “accidental” brush of their hand against mine. Nope. I pawn them off on one of the other waiters faster than you can say “unpaid rent.”

He was supposed to transmigrate to a magic world, but due to an accident, he ended up trapped in a massive library. The system assigned him a task: for every book he read, he would be rewarded with mana stones, until he finished reading all the books. A trillion years later, Daniel finally finished the last book! [Ding, detecting that the host has finished the final book. Calculating system rewards.] [Ding, reward calculation complete. Dispatching rewards. The total number of mana stones the host has accumulated: 99999999...9999.] “Damn, am I that rich now?” [Ding, detecting that the host has completed the task. Loading world...] ... Goddess of Fate: “Daniel, my divine realm needs expansion. Could you sponsor me with some mana stones?” God of Storm: “Daniel, the divine punishment is about to descend. Could you lend me some power to help me get through it?”