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My wife dies in an accident, leaving me and our son, who's just started kindergarten, behind. I barely make it through the funeral. However, when I get home, my in-laws come knocking with my wife's brother in tow. They want to take over my wife's fortune, including an old bungalow my parents left me for me in the city. I finally realize that my wife has changed me so much that her family has never seen me tearing people's throats out.

Harry Michaelson was the popular badboy every girl wanted. He was rich, handsome and even worked as a model, but he was cold hearted. He was surprised when Diane, the girl who hated him the most, asked him to be her fake boyfriend to impress her dad. He agreed, and in return she would become his tutor, helping him with his school works. Diane Pierce was the beautiful billionaire's daughter. She didn't want to date the guy her dad had chosen for her, so she did the unthinkable and picked her enemy, Harry, to be her fake boyfriend. He agreed to the fake relationship, but that did not stop their fights as; She was as hot as fire, he was as cold as ice. She thought he was mean and arrogant, He thought she was spoiled and rude. Soon, the fake relationship drew them closer and Diane realized that her hatred for the Michaelson Badboy whose heart was as cold and hard as a stone was gradually turning to love. She didn't know if it was best to kill her feelings, or let it grow, hoping the cold hearted badboy will love her back. This is a spin off of 'A Partner For The Rich Playboy'. It is telling the story of Harry and Diane.

By the second year of my marriage to Quentin Lambert, we had a son. Fast forward five years, and I was basically a human cookbook, agonizing over every pinch of salt like it was rocket science. One night, Quentin tossed out, "Too much salt." And our son? He didn't even blink—he dumped the whole pot down the drain right in front of me. That's when it hit me—pure exhaustion, like a tidal wave. I told Quentin I wanted a divorce. He didn't even bother looking up. "Is that really necessary?" I nodded, my voice flat. "It is."