My husband wants to divorce me, but during the cooling-off period, we switched bodies. He bears the unseen grievances on my behalf, while I strive to live my life to the fullest.
My husband wanted a divorce, but during the cooling-off period for the divorce, we swapped bodies. He experienced grievances he had never seen before, while I resolved to live fully and authentically for myself.
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"Let's get a divorce tomorrow at the civil affairs bureau." Kenneth, my husband, said to me with a cold expression.
"Alright," I agreed immediately.
"Sheri, if you just make peace with my mom, I won't go through with the divorce." Kenneth quickly added, seemingly surprised by my attitude.
Seeing the emotions in his eyes, I smiled, "No way, let's get divorced."
"Fine, don't regret it," Kenneth said, slamming the door as he left.
"Hey, son, what's wrong?" Kenneth's mom, Lisa, quickly asked.
"Lisa, don't worry. Just enjoy yourself. Tomorrow, I'll divorce her," Kenneth replied. I heard their conversation clearly from outside the door.
"Good, this is the best. You two should divorce as soon as possible. I will find someone for you who's a hundred, no, a thousand times better than her," Lisa said happily.
I put on my headphones to block out her intentionally loud voice, pulled out my suitcase, and started packing my clothes.
The next day, at the entrance of the divorce court.
Holding the marriage certificate, I was determined to live for myself this time.
"Sheri, are you that eager to divorce me?" Kenneth asked.
I glanced at the time on my phone.
As expected, he was half an hour late, just like always.
"Why? Weren't you the one who suggested the divorce? Let's hurry up so I can return to single life sooner," I said, striding towards the court.
"Fine, let's divorce. Don't regret it!" Kenneth said, walking ahead of me.
I smiled indifferently. I had wanted a divorce for a long time.
"Have you both thought this through?" the divorce court officer asked, holding a stamp.
"We have," I answered immediately.
"Sheri, are you so in a rush?" Kenneth asked me in exasperation.
"What else?" I retorted.
The clerk looked at us and said, "Currently, for both parties to get a divorce, there is a mandatory one-month cooling-off period. Please take some time to think it over, and after that, you can proceed with the divorce directly."
"What? We can't divorce immediately?" I asked, puzzled.
"I agree," Kenneth replied.
In the end, we had to endure a mandatory separation period together.
Frustrated, I had no choice but to follow the rules.
Leaving the divorce court, I headed home without looking back.
I needed to pack my things and return to my own place. I couldn't stay here any longer.
As soon as I entered the door.
"So, you're divorcing my son? Get out now. Our family is about to welcome the rightful lady of the house." Lisa sneered at me.
"Lisa, don't worry. There's a mandatory separation period now, so I can't leave just yet. I'm sorry, but I'll still be here for a while longer." I replied sharply. With the divorce looming, I didn't have to tolerate anything any longer.
"What?" Lisa shouted.
"Mom, is there something wrong with your hearing?"
"Sheri, how can you talk to Lisa like that?" Kenneth said, arriving home at the worst possible moment.
I rolled my eyes in disgust, "How dare you question my tone? Didn't you see how Lisa was talking to me? And besides, she's your mom, not mine. I don't have to put up with her anymore."
"Kenneth, I'm alright. Now you see what I meant, don't you? Your wife has a different face for everyone; she's a real chameleon." Lisa hurriedly fanned the flames.
"Lisa, you've suffered so much. You... you... If I had known you were like this, I wouldn't have married you in the first place." Kenneth said, comforting Lisa before pointing at me.
"I didn't want to marry you either," I replied without explanation, heading to the room to grab my suitcase.
"Where are you going?" Kenneth asked.
"Home. Can't you see?"
"Sheri, don't forget, we're in the marital reflection period. We have to stay together for a month. Let's make it through this period without any problems, then divorce immediately," Kenneth shouted at me.
I was truly baffled. How could I have ever fallen for him? What terrible luck. After venting my frustrations about the terrible things I'd encountered to my best friend over the phone, I slowly drifted off to sleep.
Looking at the divorce papers my lips curled up into a mocking smile. 'How big fool I am? How can I think that he will give a chance to this marriage? How can I forget that I was nothing more a tool in his eyes to vent his anger until his beloved Tara is back. Since, she was back, how can he let me stay there?' "After you will sign these papers, you will receive 100 million dollars as alimony." the lawyer added. Because of his words, I came back to my senses took the pen from him, and signed the name. I have also gotten exhausted from this marriage both physically and mentally. Even though I had wanted my child to be born into a complete family, I didn't want my child to have a stepmother and live miserably like me for the rest of his life. After taking the papers from my hand, the lawyer gave me the bank card, turned around, and was about to leave when he paused at the door. He then turned around and added, "Mr. Carter said that he hoped that you won't pester him, or you have to bear the consequences." The lawyer's words were like a knife stabbing in my heart, but I still nodded. Anyway, I also don't plan to have anything to do with him anymore. I just want to live a good life with my children. After the lawyer left, the ward fell into silence. I placed my hand on my belly and said to my children, "Baby, I am sorry, Mommy can't give you a complete family! But I promise you, I will do my best to give the love of both mother and father." 'As for giving one of my child, I will never do that. They are my babies and my alone. I and I will give birth to all of them and raise them no matter what.' Four Years Later... Anya came back to the country with her three kids, to inherit the company left by his grandfather...
Madison had always believed that she would marry Colten. She spent her youth admiring him from afar, dreaming of their future life together. But Colten was always indifferent to her, and when he abandoned her at a time when she needed him most, she finally realized that he never loved her. With renewed resolve and a thirst for revenge, Madison left. Endless possibilities lay ahead, but Colten was no longer part of her plans. Colten rushed to her place in a panic. "Madison, please come back to me. I’ll give you everything!" It was his powerful uncle who answered the door. "She's my woman now."
They don't know I'm a girl. They all look at me and see a boy. A prince. Their kind purchase humans like me for their lustful desires. And, when they stormed into our kingdom to buy my sister, I intervened to protect her. I made them take me too. The plan was to escape with my sister whenever we found a chance. How was I to know our prison would be the most fortified place in their kingdom? I was supposed to be on the sidelines. The one they had no real use for. The one they never meant to buy. But then, the most important person in their savage land-their ruthless beast king-took an interest in the "pretty little prince." How do we survive in this brutal kingdom, where everyone hates our kind and shows us no mercy? And how does someone, with a secret like mine, become a lust slave? . AUTHOR'S NOTE. This is a dark romance-dark, mature content. Highly rated 18+ Expect triggers, expect hardcore. If you're a seasoned reader of this genre, looking for something different, prepared to go in blindly not knowing what to expect at every turn, but eager to know more anyway, then dive in! . From the author of the international bestselling book: "The Alpha King's Hated Slave."
Katie was forced to marry Dillan, a notorious ruffian. Her younger sister mocked her, "You're just an adopted daughter. Count your blessings for marrying him!" The world anticipated Katie's tribulations, but her married life unfurled with unexpected serenity. She even snagged a lavish mansion in a raffle! Katie jumped into Dillan's arms, credited him as her lucky charm. "No, Katie, it's you who brings me all this luck," Dillan replied. Then, one fateful day, Dillan's childhood friend came to her. "You're not worthy of him. Take this 50 million and leave him!" Katie finally grasped Dillan's true stature—the wealthiest man on the planet. That night, trembling with trepidation, she broached the subject of divorce with Dillan. However, with a domineering embrace, he told her, "I'd give you everything I have. Divorce is off the table!"
For as long as Emily can remember, she has wanted to overcome her shyness and explore her sexuality. Still, everything changes when she receives an invitation to visit one of the town's most prestigious BDSM clubs, DESIRE'S DEN. On the day she chose to peruse the club, she noticed three men, all dressed in suits, standing on the upper level, near the railing. Despite her limited vision, she persisted in fixating on them. Their towering statues belied the toned bodies concealed by their sharply tailored suits-or so she could tell. The hair of two of them was short and dark, and the third had light brown-possibly blond-hair that reached the shoulders. The dark, crimson background incised their figures, exuding an air of mystery and strength. They stood in stark contrast to the unfiltered, primal energy that pulsed through the club. Shocked by the desires these men aroused in her, she was disappointed to learn that they were masters seeking a slave to divide and conquer. She couldn't afford the fee, and she also realized that they were outside her league. Emily hurriedly left the club, feeling disappointed and depressed, unaware that she had also caught the group's attention. A world of wicked pleasure, three handsome men. Over the years, they have lived a life of decadence, their lavish lair serving as a stage for their most sinister desires. But despite the unending parade of willing subjects, one woman sticks out. A mysterious stranger with white porcelain skin and a killer body, a slave, a name with no address, the first lady to attract their eye and they will go to any length to obtain her no matter the consequences.
Janice, the long-forgotten legitimate heiress, made her way back to her family, pouring her heart into winning their hearts. Yet, she had to relinquish her very identity, her academic credentials, and her creative works to her foster sister. In return for her sacrifices, she found no warmth, only deeper neglect. Resolute, Janice vowed to cut off all emotional bonds. Transformed, she now stood as a master of martial arts, adept in eight languages, an esteemed medical expert, and a celebrated designer. With newfound resolve, she declared, "From this day forward, no one in this family shall cross me."