How can you lose something you never have? When your own mother poisons you to gain pity from others, how should you feel? Why was I, the youngest, being married off? How could I care about something that was never mine? WARNING! Viewer discretion advised: Story contains adult content that is unsuitable for children. NOTE from the writer: I'm an amateur writer so please overlook plot holes, grammar issues, or anything else a story is supposed to have. This is my original story so... as the saying goes "if you have nothing nice to say, don't say anything at all".

It was funny when I read other novels that portray people getting sucked out in a novel or an otome game. Until that happened to me. I wake up, groggy and feeling a bit heavy. My vision was yet to arrive when a sudden pain came from my stomach. And a child was born. From me. I don't know if I'll freak out and cry or just accept the fact that I died and was reborn. *-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*- Hey guys, oh and girls!!! Thanks for taking a chance to read my book!! You won't regret it, I promise! Anyways, all names and places or even events are pure FICTION and any similarities about people or events are just coincidences. My English is not that good, but you can still understand it so please bear with my grammatical errors and spellings. Thank you!!!!!

His strides were long and powerful as he walk towards me. I was stiff on the other hand, my heart thumped loudly against my chest and my hands were fisted on my side. I couldn't even mutter a sentence when his face leaned so close to mine I could feel his breath on my cheeks. "Feng-er" My eyes trembled and my heart skipped a beat. It was just a word, a single word yet it made such a large impact on my system. "Look at me" His fingers grip my chin securely, though it wasn't tight at all, I was unable to take it off. "Wh-what are you d-doing?" A shiver went down my spine when I notice the look on his eyes, it was the same from before. The same look of passion when he kissed me on the street eight years ago. "I admit I had a few girlfriends before and add some weekly romance rumors but remember this. No matter how beautiful a flower is, it won't measure to that one single flower you've cared and nurtured, personally" Then he dive in for a kiss without hearing my response. ... Wu Feng Mian is an uptight middle school teacher. She teaches art and is in a strain relationship with her family. Hao Ming Chen is an actor/singer who rose to popularity six years ago. He was known for his Playboy reputation and was entitled as the heartbreaker prince of the nation. Two separate people with different aspirations and dreams. Two different people with different tastes ranging from clothes to people. Two people who shared a history together and ends it before it could bloom into something. Well, what could go wrong between the Hater and the Player? *** It's fiction people! Also, this is the spin off for Feng Mian and Ming Chen's story. I hope you like it! I'm not perfect, there would be numerous grammatical mistakes so yes, I hope you can point it out to me. Thank you! I hope you have a wonderful day! This is my work and is not translated, please, no copying and stealing. It will hurt your author's feelings. The cover is not mine too! Again, thank you!