Amira

"Why am I still crying?" I murmured to myself, trying to push away the emotions that lingered. It wasn't Leonard that caused these tears, but perhaps... Ronan. A sense of melancholy settled over me as I recalled the moment he proudly introduced his beautiful girlfriend.
Come on, Liora, he's not meant for you and can never be yours. He sees you strictly as a baby sister, nothing more.
Liora Faith Hearthstone was the only daughter among her brothers, and against all odds, she defied her family to marry Leonard, an upcoming businessman with humble beginnings. She concealed her true identity from him, secretly helping to grow Glitters & Co., her husband's company. Tragically, on their one-year anniversary, she discovered Leonard cheating with a woman who claimed to be a Hearthstone—a woman Liora had never heard of. Overcome with anger and disappointment, Liora went to the club to clear her head. There, she encountered Ronan, her older brothers' close friend, and realized that her childhood crush on him had never truly faded.
Ronan Wolf headed to the Club to meet his girlfriend, only to find she had mysteriously canceled. As fate would have it, his timing was impeccable; he arrived just in time to rescue Liora from the clutches of her soon-to-be ex-husband. Watching her, Ronan was struck by how she had blossomed into a stunning woman. Yet, an undeniable tension hung in the air—Liora was a forbidden temptation, the younger sister of his best friend.

Dumped My Cheating Ex, Returned As A Super Designer.

The sun was scorching, but the heat that burned through me had nothing to do with the weather.


I had come to the beach to clear my head, to forget the mess Ronan had made of my life, and to focus on myself for once. The waves crashed against the shore, and the scent of salt hung heavy in the air. It was supposed to be peaceful.


Ronan. He was supposed to be very mad, after the way I treated him this morning.


And worse—he wasn’t wearing a shirt.


I nearly choked on my drink when I saw him stride down the sand, his body golden under the sun, muscles rippling with every step. The man had the audacity to look like a Greek god, as if he didn’t already know what he was doing to me.


I turned away quickly, hoping he hadn’t seen me, but of course, I wasn’t that lucky.


"Hey?" His voice was smooth, almost amused, but I wasn’t in the mood to play games.


I shoved my sunglasses higher on my nose and pretended not to hear him.


Chapter 169 TRY HARDER!