Novel & Cerita Forgotten Wife：let The Traitors Kneel Down

--- I went to the hospital where Alice’s body was kept. I couldn’t even step inside. My legs weakened again—just like when I lost my baby. I couldn’t do it. --- “Sophia, hija…” Alice’s mother hugged me. “I’m sorry… I’m sorry…” Before I could even finish, a loud slap echoed. Her husband. “You’re hugging the reason my daughter died?! You’re so stupid!” “Then it’s your fault!” I shouted at him. “You’re a useless father! All you do is gamble!”

Seeing the oval screen, Xanthakos along with a group of supreme beings arrived before the Marauder Army of One Hundred Thousand Warriors. Among the group of supreme beings, other than Quentyn, Quintus, Twelve God-Kings that were released, Eighteen Emperors and Dorvus, James saw a beautiful woman in a white robe. “The Yin governor!” Harper exclaimed again. Then, she pointed at the screen as if she had seen a celebrity she liked. “That’s your wife. Your wife has become a traitor.” Upon hearing that, James frowned. “Shut up. Even if you become a traitor, my wife won’t become one.”

“History repeats itself when people are too weak to change it, Slade. You always were… sentimental. So easy to break when it came to people you loved… You always loved too deeply.” My tongue pressed hard against the back of my teeth. I tasted copper where I’d bitten the inside of my cheek without realizing. “Leave me alone, Slade,” she said, her voice trembling slightly, the mask of coldness slipping to reveal her anger. “I’m about to do just that. Just stay away from me, my wife, and my children.”

the man replied evenly. The tension between them snapped tight instantly. Kieran’s jaw clenched. “That’s my wife, " he said. His tone was sharp with ownership. "Step aside.” My heart pounded harder. The word wife felt like chains tightening around me I shook my head weakly. Tears slipped down the sides of my face. “No…" I whispered. "Please…” The stranger glanced down at me briefly. Just for a second.. It was enough. He saw it. The fear. The desperation. The truth.

“Don’t forget, I did warn you that I can’t let you keep Anzi. I hate to keep anything from a dear, supportive friend such as you, but this is different. Violetta—that’s your name, right? Good—Violetta’s unattached, and I’m more than happy to give her to you as a souvenir to remember me by. She’s also got, what do they call it? Classical training. And I hear from time to time that the skills of anyone in my harem border on magical. Hands, mouth, all.” Anzi’s skin crawled. She was still busy trying to split her vigil between everyone, especially Oza who had just taken up Letti’s recently vacated seat, but listening to Tet speak of Letti as if she were no more than a toy to be enjoyed made her

his wife said gently. He hugged her tightly. Within minutes, Kaigan fell asleep from drunkenness, and his loving wife lay down beside him. She felt deep sympathy for her husband, for it was no easy burden to carry the grief of losing a mother. And now, more than ever, the Supreme’s worries only grew heavier with the missing ingredients still needed for the potion that would erase the black Prince’s memories of the past.

"To turn her into a monument of your own bitterness?" "Darlene, the floor... it’s reading as Emotional Insolvency!" Leo’s voice rang out, his indigo runes turning a terrifying, clinical cyan. My son was kneeling at the edge of the porcelain, his hands moving through the cracks as if he were trying to stop a leak of liquid sorrow. "The Widow Protocol is a Retroactive Despair! If the Queen 'Accepts the Shroud,' the 'Sovereignty' is deleted as a Hallucination of the Grieving and we all get Formatted into Memories!".

When they stepped into her chamber, he pushed the door shut. The room was colder than usual, and shadows stretched across the walls as the evening light faded. Darius turned, and his gaze was dark. Each step that he took made her move back until her legs hit the bed. She fell and landed on the mattress. "You forget something," Darius said, and his voice was low. "Before you were my Luna, you were my wife. And as my wife, you will obey me. You will not challenge me in public again." Lena swallowed, but her voice was firm. "I cannot be a wife to a man who refuses to listen and a man who sees cruelty as justice."

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Roby replied. "Which husband am I supposed to respect, Roby? Do you really think you deserve my respect? A husband who chose to betray me? Even when his beloved wife was struggling between life and death?" "We are still husband and wife, Natasya. So you must follow my orders. Return the jewelry to Larisa, before—" "Before what?" Natasya challenged him. She stood quite close to Camila. She was clearly looking for an opening while her mother-in-law was off guard.