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6.Let's get a divorce, Jeffrey Reed
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2026-10-23 02:34:08
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~~Lucia~~For a moment, the entire hall seemed to go still.Jeffrey stared at me, his confident smile slowly fading as disbelief crept across his face. He looked as though he expected me to laugh and tell him it was a prank.But I wouldn't have pulled a stunt like this in front of so many people if I didn't mean it.When I refused to take back my words, he let out an irritated laugh and leaned away from the microphone, lowering his voice.“Chloe, stop being dramatic. Whatever this is about, we can discuss it at home.”He turned to the crowd, forcing another laugh.“Everyone, she's just joking.”I chuckled and placed a hand against my chest.“At home?” I raised an eyebrow. “You mean the home where you barely speak to me unless you want something? Or the one where you bring your mistress and expect me to pretend I don't know what's going on?”A collective gasp swept through the hall, followed by a wave of whispers.Jeffrey's smile vanished.“Watch your fucking mouth,” he warned through
Hands Off Me! Your Doormat Is Dead! 6.Let's get a divorce, Jeffrey Reed
~~Lucia~~I saw it coming.Mira's hand was inches from my waist. She was about to push me into the wine tower, just like she'd done to Chloe in the novel.Too bad for her, I already knew her moves.The moment her hand came towards me, I stepped aside. Mira's face twisted in surprise as she stumbled forward, unable to stop herself before crashing into the tower of wine glasses.The crash was deafening. Glass shattered across the floor, wine splashed over the polished tiles, and conversations died as every head in the hall turned towards us.I stood to one side, pressing my lips together to keep from smiling.Finally, the villain had gotten a taste of her own medicine. It was about time someone else did the suffering for a change.Mira remained on the floor, staring at the broken glass around her as red wine soaked into her expensive dress. A tiny shard had cut her arm, leaving a thin line of blood on her skin.I would have felt sorry for her if I hadn't known what she'd planned to do t
Hands Off Me! Your Doormat Is Dead! 5.show me what you've got
~~Lucia~~ “Ma’am, would you like your hair styled the usual way?” the woman doing my hair and makeup asked, running the straightener through my hair. Jeffrey preferred Chloe’s hair in a ponytail, even at parties. He also seemed to have a problem with clothes that showed off her curves. Sometimes, I wondered if he was trying to keep other men from noticing how beautiful his wife was. Whatever his reasons, I had no intention of following his preferences. I studied my reflection in the mirror. “No. Let it fall over my shoulders.” The woman hesitated, the straightener hovering beside my head. “A-are you sure, ma’am?” I met her eyes through the mirror. “Yes. Is there a problem?” “No, ma’am. I was only asking.” By the time she finished, I had changed into the black dress waiting for me. The woman stepped back, and her eyes widened. “Ma’am, you look gorgeous.” A smirk tugged at my lips as I turned towards the mirror. Chloe had a figure that could turn heads without try
Hands Off Me! Your Doormat Is Dead! 4.The doormat wife is dead
~~Lucia~~I looked him up and down. I couldn't lie, he was handsome too. Broad shoulders, a sharp jawline, blue eyes, and slightly messy hair. No wonder the real Chloe had such a hard time letting him go.He wore a grey suit that looked like it had been made just for him. Every part of it was neat, from the jacket to the trousers.But what caught my attention wasn't his looks. It was the way he stared at Miles.Miles still had his hands on my shoulders and Jeffrey looked like he wanted to murder his own brother. His fists were clenched at his sides, and his chest rose and fell with each angry breath. The veins on his neck stood out, and his nostrils flared.Oh, this was getting good“Miles,” he said coldly. “Get your hands off my wife.”Miles didn't move.Instead, he looked at Jeffrey's face, then back at me, as if he was waiting to see what his brother would do.“Did you hear me?” Jeffrey snapped. “Get your fucking hands off her.”Miles finally let go, but the small smile on his fac
Hands Off Me! Your Doormat Is Dead! 3.Meeting my fictional husband
~~Lucia~~Asking him who he was would be ridiculous. As Mrs. Chloe, I was supposed to know him. Even the way he smiled at me made that clear. The last thing I wanted was for anyone to notice that something was wrong with the real Chloe. I didn't even know what had happened to her. Was she inside my body while I was stuck in hers? God save her soul.There had to be something about him that I remembered from the book. Something that could help me figure out who he was without making myself look like an idiot.I stood there, trying to think of what to do, while he watched me with those sharp eyes, clearly waiting for an answer. Then my eyes fell on his wrist.A small dragon tattoo.Oh!How could I have missed that?He was Miles. Jeffrey's playboy younger brother, the man who was hopelessly in love with Chloe.From what I'd read, Miles had tried to show her how he felt in different ways, but Chloe had never given him a chance. She kept telling herself she couldn't leave Jeffrey because t
Hands Off Me! Your Doormat Is Dead! 2.Woke up in a fictional world
~~Lucia~~When I opened my eyes again, I expected to hear the beeping of a hospital heart monitor. Or, if I was dead, I expected to see two angels waiting to welcome me to heaven.But I saw neither.Instead, I found myself staring at a beautiful, well-decorated ceiling.What the hell?My head hurt so badly that I had to press my hands against it as I slowly pushed myself up on the bed. I squeezed my eyes shut for a moment, waiting for the pain to ease before looking around.And damn!The room was gorgeous. Everything looked expensive, from the beautiful furniture to the thick curtains hanging over the windows. Even the bed I was sitting on looked like something straight out of a billionaire's mansion.I blinked several times, wondering if I was still dreaming.Then I quickly looked down at myself.I was still fat.Well, at least that hadn't changed.But where the hell was I?I looked down at the gown I was wearing. It was made of soft silk, and even without knowing much about expensiv
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