Satree Juthathep: Khun Ying Rathiya
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  • Reads 145
  • Votes 2
  • Parts 22
  • Time 3h 29m
Ongoing, First published Jan 14
7 new parts
Mom Luang Rathiya Juthathep, the daughter of Mom Chao Ying Wanrasa and Khun Chai Pawornruj Juthathep, lives a life shaped by her unique heritage. With a brilliant mind and a deep sense of duty, Rathiya follows in her mother's royal grace and her father's diplomatic footsteps. Her career takes her to Switzerland frequently, a country that feels both familiar and foreign, with its perfect blend of old and new.

During a high-profile international conference in Switzerland, Rathiya crosses paths with Khun Chai Panuwich, the son of Mom Chao Panutsanai Suphakit, Wanrasa's former fiancé. Panuwich, much like Rathiya's father, carries the burden of his family's legacy-his father's lingering bitterness over the broken engagement between Wanrasa. The two feel an immediate, unspoken connection, each intrigued by the other's complexity.

As their relationship grows, Rathiya discovers the untold stories of her mother's past, while Panuwich uncovers his father's resentment toward Mom Chao Ying Wanrasa and the enduring consequences of her choice to marry Khun Chai Pawornruj. Their budding love is tested by their family histories, but in the serene landscapes of Switzerland, they find moments of peace and understanding.

Together, M.L Rathiya and M.R Panuwich face the challenge of overcoming the weight of their family's expectations. As they navigate the delicate balance between love, duty, and the legacies of the past, they must decide whether to embrace their connection and forge a future together, or be shackled by the unresolved conflicts of their parents' generation.
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