I can see how many times I’ll meet someone. For most people, the number is 1. But my childhood friend’s number was 31,441. So I believed he was my soulmate. I would do anything for him. But Chase always looked at my body with disgust. Then his number suddenly dropped to 9. At the same time, another boy appeared. His number was long enough to last a lifetime. This time, I chose differently.
Up to EP 25Don, Your Regret Can't Keep Me S2: Obsessed ChaseAll
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Up to EP 66He Rammed My Car, I Erased His EmpireAll
Up to EP 25The Cursed Wife He ChoseAll
Up to EP 20He Little Creditor At The Manor GateAll
Up to EP 28When They Called Me a Gold‑DiggerAll
Up to EP 25My Mafia Husband Divorced me on April Fool’sAll
Up to EP 25The Mafia Don Killed My Groom, Then Buried Me AliveAll
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