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 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.
1
"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.
Katherine endured mistreatment for three years as Julian's wife, sacrificing everything for love. But when his sister drugged her and sent her to a client's bed, Katherine finally snapped. She left behind divorce papers, walking away from the toxic marriage. Years later, Katherine returned as a radiant star with the world at her feet. When Julian saw her again, he couldn't ignore the uncanny resemblance between her new love and himself. He had been nothing but a stand-in for someone else. Desperate to make sense of the past, Julian pressed Katherine, asking, "Did I mean nothing to you?"
Being second best is practically in my DNA. My sister got the love, the attention, the spotlight. And now, even her damn fiancé. Technically, Rhys Granger was my fiancé now-billionaire, devastatingly hot, and a walking Wall Street wet dream. My parents shoved me into the engagement after Catherine disappeared, and honestly? I didn't mind. I'd crushed on Rhys for years. This was my chance, right? My turn to be the chosen one? Wrong. One night, he slapped me. Over a mug. A stupid, chipped, ugly mug my sister gave him years ago. That's when it hit me-he didn't love me. He didn't even see me. I was just a warm-bodied placeholder for the woman he actually wanted. And apparently, I wasn't even worth as much as a glorified coffee cup. So I slapped him right back, dumped his ass, and prepared for disaster-my parents losing their minds, Rhys throwing a billionaire tantrum, his terrifying family plotting my untimely demise. Obviously, I needed alcohol. A lot of alcohol. Enter him. Tall, dangerous, unfairly hot. The kind of man who makes you want to sin just by existing. I'd met him only once before, and that night, he just happened to be at the same bar as my drunk, self-pitying self. So I did the only logical thing: I dragged him into a hotel room and ripped off his clothes. It was reckless. It was stupid. It was completely ill-advised. But it was also: Best. Sex. Of. My. Life. And, as it turned out, the best decision I'd ever made. Because my one-night stand isn't just some random guy. He's richer than Rhys, more powerful than my entire family, and definitely more dangerous than I should be playing with. And now, he's not letting me go.
After two years of marriage, Sadie was finally pregnant. Filled with hope and joy, she was blindsided when Noah asked for a divorce. During a failed attempt on her life, Sadie found herself lying in a pool of blood, desperately calling Noah to ask him to save her and the baby. But her calls went unanswered. Shattered by his betrayal, she left the country. Time passed, and Sadie was about to be wed for a second time. Noah appeared in a frenzy and fell to his knees. "How dare you marry someone else after bearing my child?"
A year into the marriage, Thea rushed home with radiant happiness-she was pregnant. Jerred barely glanced up. "She's back." The woman he'd never let go had returned, and he forgot he was a husband, spending every night at her hospital bed. Thea forced a smile. "Let's divorce." He snapped, "You're jealous of someone who's dying?" Because the woman was terminal, he excused every jab and made Thea endure. When love went cold, she left the papers and stormed off. He locked down the city and caught her at the airport, eyes red, dropping to his knees. "Honey, where are you going with our child?"
Yelena discovered that she wasn't her parents' biological child. After seeing through their ploy to trade her as a pawn in a business deal, she was sent away to her barren birthplace. There, she stumbled upon her true origins-a lineage of historic opulence. Her real family showered her with love and adoration. In the face of her so-called sister's envy, Yelena conquered every adversity and took her revenge, all while showcasing her talents. She soon caught the attention of the city's most eligible bachelor. He cornered Yelena and pinned her against the wall. "It's time to reveal your true identity, darling."
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."
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