Love Triangle Movie Collection

After enduring a seven-year relationship, the couple ultimately breaks up due to various misunderstandings and betrayals. Subsequently, one partner completely loses the other to an idealized love, leading to a profound realization. Determined to make amends, he attempts to win her back through various means.

Timothy, exiled prince and secret heir to the deadly Reaper legacy, now lives as a street beggar after his throne is stolen by his treacherous brother. When Winnie, a daring noble heiress, publicly proposes and elopes with him, she thinks she's saving a pauper, but Timothy has secretly mastered unmatched martial arts and lethal poisons. As the empire reels and assassins close in, he waits for the perfect moment to reclaim his throne and rule with unstoppable power.

In a past life, I wed my childhood sweetheart, Drake Elledge, only to find heartbreak as he remained tangled with his first love, resulting in a tragic end for me and our unborn child. Little did I know, his uncle had been silently in love with me for seven years. Now, with a second chance at life, I refuse to repeat the past. When my mother asks if I'll marry Drake, I say no and choose Jace, sparking a new journey fraught with Drake's relentless attempts to win me back...

Celia meticulously planned a family trip, only to have her husband Vince cancel her ticket at the last minute so his childhood friend Dana could join them. Realizing her years of unappreciated efforts, Celia embarks on a journey of revenge and self-discovery...

For seven years, Elle Gold secretly helped Joe Judd build DK Corp into a successful company. On their wedding day, pregnant and ready to reveal the truth, she is humiliated by Joe. In an attempt to please his first love, Sue Cole, Joe allows Sue to steal Elle’s spotlight by wearing a wedding dress. Elle endures their cruelty time and again, only to discover that Joe and Sue are having an affair. Worse, Joe believes Sue’s lie that she’s the founder of DK Corp. Devastated, Elle demands a divorce. With Carl Irwin’s help, she plans her revenge. At the signing banquet, she exposes her true identity, pulls her investments, and watches as Joe crumbles in regret.

Seo-yun joins the hit dating reality show “Clubhouse of Desire”, but the house is anything but simple. She finds herself caught between three very different men: Tae-ha, who follows his raw instincts; Jae-min, her best friend of ten years; and Dong-jun, her ex who is now drowning in regret. In a space where raw desire, hidden emotions, and lingering feelings collide, who will Seo-yun choose in the end?

Sheena had been a trophy wife for ten years, trapped in a cage disguised as home. When her own daughter Wylla chose another woman over her, she made a decision to get a divorce and leave her cold family. She gave up on her marriage, her husband and even her daughter. Wesley never cared about Sheena until he couldn't find her anywhere. Now he's drowning in regret, chasing a woman who'd never come back.

She died betrayed. Given a second chance, she walks calmly into the marriage meant to ruin her, to an heir lost in a coma. But fate has its own script: he awakens, and her world transforms. With newfound power and protection, she reclaims every piece of the life stolen from her.

My husband said I was too conservative. He said he felt no physical desire for me. The very next day, he sent me to a Perfect Wife Training Program. He said I needed to “free my nature” and learn how to serve a man. I was stripped naked and put on display. “A wife who doesn’t know how to please her husband?” “Your husband paid a fortune to send you here. We’ll make sure he gets his money’s worth.” On the day they announced my “final inspection,” my husband watched as I performed for different men. He completely lost control. I licked the scars on my own body and smiled sweetly. “Honey, thanks to your careful guidance, I’ve finally become a qualified wife.” “The men I served were in heaven.” “Do you like me now?” He pulled me into his arms and broke down, sobbing.

The day before our wedding, my fiancé, Alexander Carter, died in a horrific car accident. Everyone thought I would collapse, that I would lose my mind with grief. But I didn’t. I neither cried nor made a scene. Five years later, in a top-tier luxury hotel in Manhattan, that man “came back from the dead.” He was openly fucking my stepsister, Marjorie. Shirtless and brazen, he pinned her against a chaise longue in the middle of an open party, forcing her legs apart and driving into her without restraint. Her shrill moans cut through the room. A heap of used condoms on the floor made it clear they’d been at it for a long time. When he noticed me standing alone, he didn’t stop. He thrust harder, drawing even louder cries from her, then looked at me with a smug smile. “So you’re my fiancée?” he said arrogantly. “You waited five years for me?” He sneered. “How desperate can you be? That kind of obsession is creepy. Still, since you love me so much, I’ll be generous. I can keep you as my mistress. But the title of Mrs. Carter belongs to Marjorie. Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays are hers. Tuesdays, Thursdays, and Saturdays, I’ll come to you. Be grateful.” I smiled. “You’ve mistaken me for someone else.” What Alexander didn’t know was that the night of his car accident, I received a video. What he didn’t know was that while he and Marjorie spent five carefree years in Europe, I had already married—and had a four-year-old daughter. And my husband was his uncle, the true power behind the Carter family.