Rewriting My Heart's Fate

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Forcing a woman into submission and then pretending to save her-that was what these people do best, wasn't it?

But what he was saying now, didn't it sound just like some wealthy businessman tossing a few coins at a beggar, hoping to brush me off?

"You knew I was being manipulated, yet you still chose to help the Wiley family. Your goal was to make me a puppet. That way, all you'd need to do is lift a finger, and I'd come running

"What do you think I am? A toy? A dog at your command? Do you think have no dignity, that you can trample all over me forever?"

Back then, he knew exactly how desperate my situation was, but he never lifted a hand to help. He probably thought I brought it all on myself.

Even when the truth about the murderer came to light, he didn't offer me any explanation-past promised he'd "help".

Despite the overwhelming evidence, It somehow

"There are just some things

laughed out loud. If this were my first time around, I might've been moved to tears by

little lapdog, ready to serve you day and night? Do you think I'd be grateful for that if I managed to build

women in romance novels were thinking. How could they happily stand by the CEO's side, willingly playing the role of a powerless assistant or,

orders left and right because he held the power. Those women sacrificed everything-youth, talent, and hard

let themselves be used and fell in love with the guy, thinking

anyone in a position of power love the person they constantly ordered around? How could the one beneath ever fall in love with the one who assigned them impossible tasks, pushing them to

you've had a few drinks, and you're not thinking straight," Ethan said, his voice calm as it trying to defuse the situation. "We can talk when you're sober. As for that other matter, I

the role of the devoted, misunderstood lover. Or maybe he was acting helpless in front of me while pulling strings behind the scenes. But

meant to

the light of