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His Wife's Counterattack: See You as a CEO!

To save her foster father, Freya Keller became involved in a ridiculous marriage. Her contracted husband is Ocean City's top male hunk, Gideon Carter. In his heart lives an unattainable love who has been bedridden for many years. In the beginning, Freya silently accepts all his mockery and ridicule and plays the role of a qualified and humble Mrs. Carter. However, the repeated concessions that she makes results in her child not being able to have a good ending before the child turns three months old. She is finally disheartened. Later on, Freya finally understands how pathetic this marriage is when she sees her lawful husband disregarding her life for the woman he loves. She leaves in despair and goes overseas. Three years later, she is the sole heir to the legendary TOP Corporation overseas. He is the CEO of the corporation who sincerely wants to cooperate. Not only does he want to cooperate with her, but he also wants to win her heart, no matter the cost. This is a story of an ex-wife-turned-successful woman, and a male hunk who shamelessly wants to reconcile with her.

Mundane Life · Urban
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100 Chs

I Thought You Had a Lot Of Backbone

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

Freya naturally did not wake the man up.

It was honestly very late at night. After taking a few bites in the dining room, she washed up and went back to her room.

...

The next morning, Freya overslept.

After she woke up, she quickly washed up and went downstairs. Gideon was already putting on his tie.

He must have heard her rushing downstairs anxiously, so he glanced over at the staircase.

Freya stood on the stairs awkwardly and did not know what to say.

Gideon walked over.

Freya greeted him uneasily, "Morning, Mr. Carter."

The man looked at her coldly and spoke in a questioning tone. "Where did all the food from last night go?"

"You were gone after I was done cooking, so I took a couple of bites and threw out the rest."

He said angrily, "Since when did you have a right to make decisions for me?"

She pursed her lips and said nervously, "I'm sorry."

"Aren't you going to make breakfast?"