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“Do you not have anything better to do? Are you following me now? Is that what our marriage has turned into—private investigations?” “We’ve only been married eight months!” she screamed, her voice shooting up so high it made my teeth grind. “Eight months, and you’re already out sniffing around for someone else? You’re pathetic. A sad, spineless little man who can’t even keep it in his pants.” “Blair, I have a splitting headache. Just leave me alone.”

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“Though I have to say, this is a lot more drama than I signed up for when I started dating you.” Despite everything, I laugh. “First my ex-husband tries to force himself on me, then you have major surgery, and now Adrian’s being arrested for fraud. We really know how to keep things interesting.” “Maybe we can aim for boring for the next few months?” “Boring sounds perfect.”

What would my business partners say once they saw that I got married to her, an ex-convict? Of course I'll be made a laughingstock. Hence the reason I got married to Nova on the same day that River was set to be released. And I must say getting married to her was the worst decision of my life. The bitch was always grating on my nerves. Almost all the time, I have this urge to just snap her neck so she'll leave me the fuck alone. But like a pest, she'd hung around me, unwilling to leave. At first it was bearable, but with time, it became annoying. I'd even thought that she'd die a few days ago when I pushed her. I'd have loved that more than anything. But that bitch was like a stubborn pest.

But my heart was already tangled in the magnetic pull of a man so much older than me. And of course, his ex-wife haunted me too. They’d been divorced for years. But she’d once had a piece of his life, the piece I wanted now. Had he really never remarried after her? Or worse, did he still love her? Curiosity was gnawing at me like a mosquito on a humid night. “I want to know about your ex-wife.” Julian calmly locked his phone, sliding it into his pocket like it weighed nothing. “You only get one question a day. Your quota’s up.”

I did not know what the problem was, why didn't he just go outside than to keep pestering me? "But I want to go with you." He replied, eyes staring at me and I swear he was pouting, pulling at the strings of my heart. I felt my defence go down because goddess, he was so cute at that moment, it drove me insane. "Husband, I have been literally kicked out of my home, flying all the way here and being disrespected for goddess's sake, attacked by your men, beaten by your wicked witches who drowned the hell out of me while I cried followed by all the trauma of meeting you, getting mated....you get the story right, so I am sorry but I am dead tired and would just love two hours to sleep." I said,

The next day, I marched straight to the Beastfolk Civil Affairs Bureau to inquire about divorce proceedings. The fox clerk behind the counter gave me a look. "Didn't you two just get married a few months ago? Already calling it quits?" I gave an awkward laugh. "Bedroom incompatibility. You know how it is." The fox's eyes lit up. "Oh, do I ever! My ex only had a micropenis — the suffering was real. Don't tell me yours is the same?"

I almost thought they weren’t real. I cleared my throat. “How is this my business?” I asked in a stern voice. “I'm sorry sir. I just thought you would be interested in knowing, seeing as she was your ex-wife.” “I don’t engage in gossip and her life is none of my business. Make sure this is the last time you ever bring up this kind of topic again.” “Yes sir.”

He never remembered my birthday. Not even a simple greeting. I always had to ask for it myself. What a pitiful and ridiculous marriage. "Alright, I won't bother with him. No man would be as fast as him." After a pun, Jane laughed. "How are you planning to celebrate? In the past couple of years, you've been waiting for your ex-husband to celebrate with you, but you've been disappointed every time. This year, you're getting divorced, so he definitely won't even show up. Shall we go out for a meal together or stay at home with you?"

She pushed Cecelia, who still didn't speak, and asked, "Do you have any?" Cecelia his eyes in annoyance. "I do!" "What's there?" "It's a plot that often appears in novels!" "Do you often do that?" "Of course!" The old man kissed her so hard that she could not breathe. "It seems that there's no problem. Then why haven't you reached a step closer to the development?" Grace tilted her head and seemed to be thinking seriously. Suddenly, she coughed lightly. "Is it normal for your husband to be like that?"