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The Unwanted Wife's Unexpected Comeback
Comeback Of The Adored Heiress
Secrets Of The Neglected Wife: When Her True Colors Shine
Moonlit Desires: The CEO's Daring Proposal
Bound By Love: Marrying My Disabled Husband
Who Dares Claim The Heart Of My Wonderful Queen?
Best Friend Divorced Me When I Carried His Baby
Return, My Love: Wooing the Neglected Ex-Wife
Married To An Exquisite Queen: My Ex-wife's Spectacular Comeback
YOU ARE MY SUN
I'm Divorcing with You, Mr Billionaire!
I received a pornographic video. "Do you like this?" The man speaking in the video is my husband, Mark, whom I haven't seen for several months. He is naked, his shirt and pants scattered on the ground, thrusting forcefully on a woman whose face I can't see, her plump and round breasts bouncing vigorously. I can clearly hear the slapping sounds in the video, mixed with lustful moans and grunts. "Yes, yes, fuck me hard, baby," the woman screams ecstatically in response. "You naughty girl!" Mark stands up and flips her over, slapping her buttocks as he speaks. "Stick your ass up!" The woman giggles, turns around, sways her buttocks, and kneels on the bed. I feel like someone has poured a bucket of ice water on my head. It's bad enough that my husband is having an affair, but what's worse is that the other woman is my own sister, Bella. ************************************************************************************************************************ “I want to get a divorce, Mark,” I repeated myself in case he didn't hear me the first time—even though I knew he'd heard me clearly. He stared at me with a frown before answering coldly, "It's not up to you! I'm very busy, don't waste my time with such boring topics, or try to attract my attention!" The last thing I was going to do was argue or bicker with him. "I will have the lawyer send you the divorce agreement," was all I said, as calmly as I could muster. He didn't even say another word after that and just went through the door he'd been standing in front of, slamming it harshly behind him. My eyes lingered on the knob of the door a bit absentmindedly before I pulled the wedding ring off my finger and placed it on the table. I grabbed my suitcase, which I'd already had my things packed in and headed out of the house.Blaise Thompson, a lanky 17-year-old with unruly dark hair and an insatiable curiosity, had always found solace in the bustling city streets. The vibrant energy and endless possibilities of urban life captivated his young mind. Every day, he would venture into the heart of the city after school, seeking inspiration and adventure.
One sunny afternoon, as the golden rays of the setting sun danced upon the towering buildings, Blaise found himself wandering down a narrow, cobblestone alley. The air was thick with the aroma of freshly brewed coffee and the tantalizing scents of exotic cuisines wafting from the nearby restaurants. It was in this unassuming corner of the city that destiny would reveal itself to the young dreamer.
As Blaise strolled past the quaint cafes and boutiques, he noticed a small, cozy diner nestled between the towering structures. Its sign, slightly faded but still readable, read "Café Serendipity." Intrigued by the name, Blaise felt an irresistible pull towards the establishment. Without hesitating, he pushed open the door, the tinkling of a bell announcing his arrival.
The interior of Café Serendipity was a delightful mix of vintage charm and modern quirkiness. Soft, warm lights illuminated the room, casting a comforting glow upon the mismatched wooden furniture. The air hummed with the murmurs of conversation and the clinking of cutlery against plates. It was a haven for those seeking respite from the outside world.
Blaise's gaze fell upon a young woman behind the counter, her hazel eyes sparkling with a hint of mischief. Her name tag read "Emma," and she exuded an aura of confidence beyond her years. At 23, she was older than Blaise, but the age difference only intrigued him further.
Emma, with her wavy chestnut locks cascading over her shoulders, possessed an allure that captivated Blaise's attention. She moved with grace and purpose, attending to the needs of the customers with effortless charm. Her radiant smile seemed to illuminate the room, drawing Blaise deeper into the enchantment of Café Serendipity.
