"After waiting for four years, what Daisy received was a divorce petition. Looking at the man she had given her heart to standing in front of her, Daisy asked, "Is it really over between us? Were all these years of emotions fake?" Matthew smirked. "You brought it all upon yourself. If you hadn't schemed to drive Jazzie away, this position of Matthew's wife would have been hers." Daisy collapsed in despair, realizing that he had never truly forgotten his first love. All these years, she had been dancing around like a clown. How ironic. "Fine, let's get a divorce." After a moment... Matthew: "Daisy, I know I was wrong. Don't marry someone else, don't leave me. Can we go home?" Daisy: "Home? That home has already been destroyed by you. Matthew, I don't want to reconcile. Just go away."
Inside the dining room of a large villa, I sat staring blankly at a cake and candles, surrounded by all kinds of food that had started to cool down.
Just like my heart and my gaze, it was so cold that my emotions were numb.
I clasped my phone, hesitating before finally making the call.
The phone rang for a long time, and it wasn't until the tenth call that someone answered.
"What's up?"
An impatient male voice echoed.
I pursed my lips a little before asking, "Matthew, are you coming home tonight? Today is..."
"Not coming back."
Beep beep beep...
It was our fourth wedding anniversary and also my birthday.
But it seemed he had forgotten again. Yes, he forgot "again".
We had been married for four years, but Matthew never remembered this anniversary or my birthday.
I should have gotten used to it, but looking at the cake and candles in front of me, I couldn't help but shed tears.
Ring...
At this moment, the phone rang again. It was Matthew calling.
I happily answered, but on the other end was still the impatient male voice.
"Wait, I'll be home in a bit."
"Really?"
I asked happily again, but Matthew had already hung up. This was enough to show how much he despised wasting his time on me, but I was still very excited because Matthew agreed to come home and celebrate my birthday with me.
Embracing this happy feeling, I finally waited for Matthew to return. It was eleven o'clock at night, luckily it wasn't yet a new day.
However, what greeted my hopeful expression was the divorce papers in his hands.
"Sign it, I will give you a house and enough money to live comfortably for the rest of your life."
As the given sentence is already in the active voice, I cannot convert it into the passive voice. However, there are two different ways to rephrase the sentence in the active voice:
"Why... why?" My voice became shaky.
I tried to force out a very awkward smile and asked pitifully, "Are you... joking with me? Ha ha, it's too funny. I don't like jokes like this. I have a gift for you. It's a watch. Let me put it on for you."
With that, I awkwardly grabbed Matthew's hand, wanting to put the watch on for him.
Smack!
Matthew pushed me, and the watch flew far away and hit the corner of the glass wall, shattering it. My mood plummeted to the bottom of a pit.
"That's enough, Daisy. This is the biggest concession I can give you. Best you know this, if you don't, leave empty-handed."
I finally could not hold back my tears. Each drop fell, blurring my face, but there was no way to evoke pity for Matthew.
He still looked at me coldly. No, within that coldness mixed with hatred.
Did he hate me?
For what reason?
I cry and asked, "Why do you want a divorce? At least you should give me a reason, shouldn't you? Is it because I organized the wedding anniversary party and annoyed you? Don't worry, I'll never bother you again. I'll stay at home and wait for you to come back."
At this moment, I was extremely humble and begged Matthew. I should have known not to do things that would make him unhappy. It's all my fault.
As long as he didn't divorce me, I would behave.
However, Matthew's following words sent me straight to hell, becoming an unforgettable obsession in my mind.
"Jazzie has returned."
I burst into a bitter laugh.
So that was it.
Jazzie was back, and he wanted to divorce this troublesome wife and return the position of Mrs. Wilson to the girl he loved.
My heart was in so much pain that I couldn't breathe.
Jazzie had criticized him before as a poor young man with no future, so she had gone abroad with the rich young master to live a comfortable life.
I had been the one to stand by him, encourage him, and keep him from falling into the dark abyss.
I had given up my dreams and focused entirely on my role as a stay-at-home parent so that he could build his career.
I knew he didn't love me, but could he have no affection for me?
I stared at Matthew intently, wanting to see just how callous the man I loved was. Suddenly, my stomach churned, and I vomited in the bathroom.
In the bathroom, my mind darkened.
Due to my improper and excessive eating habits, my stomach condition has worsened. However, after emptying everything out of my stomach, my spirit felt much better.
Knock, knock, knock.
"Daisy, open the door."
Outside, Matthew was knocking, calling for me.
I propped myself up and went to open the door.
Before I could even explain that I was just experiencing stomach pain, he dragged me to the car parked outside his yard.
"Where are you taking me at this hour? Even people who reconcile divorce don't work this late," I asked.
I thought Matthew was so eager to get a divorce that he rushed me to the agency to process the paperwork.
My heart ached at the thought. Was he in such a hurry to be divorced from me?
"To the hospital," he said.
I was even more surprised, but then I felt happy. He saw that I was unwell, so...
"To get an abortion," he added.
These words were like sharp knives that stabbed straight into my heart.
My entire body froze, numb and cold, every inch of my flesh and blood tingling with sensation.
Did he want to kill our child?
"Matthew, do you want to kill our child?" I asked.
Matthew scowled and snapped, "Isn't it your fault?"
"Every time we had sex, I always used a condom, but you resorted to despicable means to get yourself pregnant. Now this baby died because of your greed and cruelty." Matthew said.
My heart skipped a beat. I wanted to laugh but couldn't.
"Do you want to clean up the road to welcome Jazzie back?"
"Not even necessary. We'll break up completely. Don't drag it out any longer," he said.
Finally, my perseverance was shattered.
I hugged my face and burst into tears. In the car, the only sound was my sobbing.
We arrived at the hospital.
Matthew pulled me inside, but I grabbed his hand and said, "I'm not pregnant. There's no need to go in there."
Matthew thought I was lying to keep the baby and tried to force me inside.
Despite my explanations, he insisted on getting me checked.
Inside the hospital, the smell of disinfectant filled my nose.
My heart felt like ashes.
I had picked the wrong man.
She schemed meticulously, provoking the most powerful man in the capital, Mr. Remington! They signed a contract, and whenever he summoned, she had to serve him at his will. When the contract ended, she smirked, "I take the money, and you get lost; we're even." He was Mr. Remington, who dominated the capital, controlling the empire's commerce by day and ruling the existence of an entire city by night. He would never let his prey escape, but she was the exception. Pointing a gun at her heart, he said, "Die with me or love me, which do you choose?" She pouted, turned around, and shoved a child into his arms, "Hmph, this is my answer."
Andrew's father's company went bankrupt and he owed a large amount of money so Andrew had to agree to marry Emma and come live with her family. During his time living with Emma and her family, Andrew was constantly bullied and humiliated by his wife and parents-in-law. One day, a system called "The rich son-in-law system" appeared, he just had to follow its requirements and he would be rewarded with a lot of money. Since then, Andrew escaped poverty and became a billionaire, his ex-wife Emma also knelt down begging him not to leave her.
To exact revenge on her treacherous fiancé, Yvonne enticed Clayton into a liaison that promised advantages for both. Yet, when Yvonne spotted a woman resembling her at Clayton’s side, she recognized she was nothing more than a substitute. Discovering Clayton’s upcoming wedding, she departed with a generous severance sum. “Clayton, this is truly the end,” she declared resolutely. On the very day Yvonne was set to marry someone else, Clayton showed up, desperation clear in his eyes as he dropped to his knees. “Yvonne, please, don’t go through with it. Don’t marry him.”
Rejected by her mate, who had been her long-time crush, Jasmine felt utterly humiliated. Seeking solace, she headed to a party to drown her sorrows. But things took a turn for the worse when her friends issued a cruel dare: kiss a stranger or beg her mate for forgiveness. With no other choice, Jasmine approached a stranger and kissed him, thinking that would be the end of it. However, the stranger unexpectedly wrapped his arms around her waist and whispered in her ear, "You're mine!" He growled, his words sending shivers down her spine. And then, he offered her a solution that would change everything...
In her previous life, Kimberly endured the betrayal of her husband, the cruel machinations of an evil woman, and the endless tyranny of her in-laws. It culminated in the bankruptcy of her family, and ultimately, her death. After being reborn, she resolved to seek retribution against those who had wronged her, and ensure her family's prosperity. To her shock, the most unattainable man from her past suddenly set his sights on her. "You may have overlooked me before, but I shall capture your heart this time around."
"You're mine, little puppy," Kylan growled against my neck. A soft gasp escaped my lips as his lips brushed my skin. My mind screamed at me to push him away-the Lycan Prince who had humiliated me again and again, but my body betrayed me, leaning into him before I could stop myself. He pressed his lips against mine, and his kiss grew more aggressive, more possessive as I felt my legs weaken. What was I doing? In a split-second, I pulled away and slapped him hard across the face. Kylan's eyes darkened, but the smirk on his lips exposed his amusement. "You and I both know we can't fight this, Violet," he said, gripping my wrist. "You're my mate." "And yet you don't want me," I replied. "You told me you were ashamed of me, that l'd never be your queen, that you'd never love me. So please, accept my rejection and let me go." "Never," he whispered, his grip tightening as he pulled me closer. "Soon enough, you'll be begging for me. and when you do-I'll use you as I see fit and then I'll reject you."
Sophia Drake braced herself for the worst when she was forced to move across the country in the middle of her junior year. Desperate to escape her shattered home as soon as she turns eighteen, her plans are disrupted by the enigmatic and captivating Ashford twins. Sophia can't fathom the intense attraction she feels for the twins and tries to avoid them at every turn. As she's thrust into an unfamiliar world, her past demons resurface, making her question her true identity. Will Sophia flee from her past's secrets, or will she embrace her destiny and take control of her future?
She was hurt. She was bullied and made fun of. And the only hope that kept her going was finding her mate. She has always been weak. Weak to the world. Why? Because she was a lantern. She didn't have a wolf. That's what everyone thought about her. When she found her mate, he wanted her to be his slut and not a wife. She might be an omega, but it doesn't mean she will take disloyalty and betrayal lightly. So she did something that no one in history ever did. She rejected an Alpha. "I, Alexis Clark, reject Brandon Sterling, the alpha of Black mist pack, and consider myself a free soul until I decide so."; Were her last words before she left that torturous place and became a rogue. A rogue that everyone was fearing and finding. Why? Because she was the rogue that has become one of the biggest problems of almost all the packs in the country. She was Alexis Clark. A rogue that rejected an Alpha, stealth food, kill other rogues, and more than that was living with humans and studying with them. What will happen when her case is given to the world's most dangerous alpha, Sebastian Sinclair, who has taken it upon himself to punish this rogue. The one who hated rogues and omega to a level that was beyond understanding. Why? Because his mate was an omega, who betrayed him with a rogue before dying. How will Alexis tackle this alpha, in whose College she was studying and living under hiding for almost a year? What will Sebastian do when he finds out the new girl he had been talking to is none other than the rogue omega that he had decided to kill? "To love you with all my might was my only wish, but you were the only one who gave me endless suffering. So today, I promise myself to not fall for anyone."; A simple saying that both Alexis and Sebastian had vowed upon. Will they be able to find their love amidst all these problems?