After an Honest Man Marries a Crazy Beauty

Coming soon: The Cool, Aloof Omega with Touch Starvation Became Addicted to Me. See my author page for details; scroll down for the blurb~ A slow-witted, honest airhead vs. a beautiful, possessive, gloomy, unhinged woman Jiang Chan had always been honest and unassuming. Now she had a respectable job with plenty of free time, a home of her own, and a wedding banquet to look forward to with her fiancée. She was ready to settle down, and the unlucky streak that had plagued her since childhood seemed to have finally disappeared. But then she got cheated on. Her fiancée had been so caught up in her countryside outing with her lover that they got into a car accident and crashed into a luxury car worth millions. And now she had amnesia, stubbornly denying that she even knew Jiang Chan. Jiang Chan had already sent out the invitations. Her whole world came crashing down. But she was an honest person, and believed there was still a way to fix everything. When she rushed to the hospital, she learned that the victim of the crash was someone of extraordinary standing: the head of the Luo Group, rumored to have a volatile temper and ruthless methods, and to be absolutely untouchable. The compensation was bound to be astronomical. First, she covered her face and wept by the hospital bed, her voice muffled, soft, and thin, hoping to awaken even a shred of her fiancée's conscience. They weren't even married yet! She couldn't let her pay for it! * At the hospital room door, the black-haired woman in a wheelchair heard that familiar voice. It fluttered against her heart like a feather, making her eyes darken. The person inside kept crying, her head turned to the side, revealing only one pale, slender neck. Her earlobe was flushed from her agitation, and she looked so easy to bully. Luo Fuguang suddenly decided she no longer wanted the compensation deal she'd proposed. She wanted something more unusual. Luo Fuguang entered the room and met Jiang Chan's panicked gaze. She spoke coolly. “Ms. Jiang, I'm afraid that compensation won't be enough.” ** When she was young, Luo Fuguang suffered from insomnia under pressure from all sides, and her personality grew increasingly stubborn and melancholy. A late-night audio clip she stumbled upon by chance became her only cure. The person who posted it had a sweet, gentle voice. Every soft breath as she called someone “wifey” or “baby” was utterly captivating. She'd ensnared Luo Fuguang with a single listen, carrying her into a dream of sticky, feverish pleasure. Not long afterward, the poster stopped updating, but Luo Fuguang was already addicted. Fortunately, fate was kind to her. The instant she heard Jiang Chan cry, she recognized her. Along with that recognition came the possessiveness she'd suppressed for so long, and a fire that quickly blazed to life. She lured Jiang Chan home, allowing the woman to whisper and moan softly in her ear again and again, and nowhere else. Cruelly, she made the honest woman sit on her wheelchair while she played the audio Jiang Chan had once used to lull her to sleep. “Have you ever said those things to anyone else? Hmm?” Every time she asked, she made Jiang Chan cry with her bites, then kissed away her tears. More completed novels are on my author page~ Coming soon: The Cool, Aloof Omega with Touch Starvation Became Addicted to Me A bright, sweet-talking, secretly twisted and lovesick Alpha × a touch-starved, cold-faced, haughty beauty Omega On Yan Jiasui's first day filling in for a colleague in the gland psychiatry department, she spotted He Xianyi's name as the last appointment on the schedule. Her former rival had now presented as an Omega. She entered with an icy expression, but when Yan Jiasui reached out to touch her, her ears turned red. Yan Jiasui stared at that almost impossibly beautiful face, her heart pounding as she continued the examination and calmly gave her diagnosis. “President He, you have touch starvation.” “If you don't get treatment promptly, it could have a major impact on your life.” “Surely you don't want it to get so bad that you feel the urge to find someone to soothe you anytime, anywhere?” * Using treatment as an excuse, Yan Jiasui talked her way into He Xianyi's home, filling every corner with her pheromones and saturating He Xianyi's body with them. She forced He Xianyi to hold hands with her, kiss her passionately, and spend day and night entwined with her. He Xianyi couldn't stand her, but had to put up with her for the sake of treatment. When her colleague returned from a three-month trip and reviewed the medical records, she gave Yan Jiasui, who was utterly addled by He Xianyi's pheromones and had already arranged to mark her, a sharp wake-up call. “You misdiagnosed President He!” * That night, Yan Jiasui tucked a little taro ball into an empty capsule and solemnly told He Xianyi it was a recovery medicine she'd bought for a fortune. One dose, and the illness was gone. “You solved such a huge problem for me. What do you want? I'll agree to anything.” Yan Jiasui asked timidly, her voice trembling. “Would a million yuan be okay?” “Now that you're better, your first love is about to come back, too. I hope you rekindle your old romance and live happily ever after. I promise I'll never show up in front of you again.” In the ensuing silence, He Xianyi's hand, which had been hidden in her pocket the entire time, was cut by the sharp gemstone on the edge of a ring box. * A month later, He Xianyi spent the whole night pinning her faithless Alpha down and biting her gland. Even when it grew swollen and sore, she refused to let go. “Baby, your medicine doesn't seem to be working. Why am I not better?” “Maybe we should try a different treatment plan.” Theme: Become a better version of yourself