Lady Warrior's Wrath On Divorce Day นิยาย & เรื่องราว

“How many men are you planning to date, Ceres?” A flicker of anger crossed her eyes, and her face darkened. Her voice turned razor-sharp as she snarled, “Richard, do I need to remind you of our divorce? You have no claim over me. No matter how many men I see, it is none of your business.” The word *divorce* hit me like a silver bullet. The memory of that day came flooding to my mind. That day, I was forced to sign divorce papers against my will. My wolf howled in my chest, pained and furious.

“Keegan broke his own peace when he broke her to pieces.” “Oh, don’t be dramatic. She’ll cause more problems–” “She’s one of the best warriors in the region,” I cut her off calmly. “She’s loyal, disciplined, and stronger than most. Don’t forget who she was before she got married.” Sighing, I add, “If you are really worried, convince Keegan to sign the divorce papers and let her go with dignity instead of delaying things out. He shouldn’t have locked her in that house in the first place.”

she shouted, her voice breaking with frustration. This time, he caught her wrists, stopping her. “We should get a divorce,” he said quietly. For a second, Rosina’s hands fell from his grip, as if she hadn’t heard him right. “A divorce?” she repeated, her voice trembling slightly as she stepped back. “So that’s it? That’s what this is about?” Her eyes burned, but she refused to cry. “You want to throw me away just like that? You want to turn me into a single mother?”

"You're right. I do need it more than you. I've already gone through three or four bottles. As for you, you probably haven't slept with your boyfriend even once this month, have you?" I ignored her mockery and turned toward the living room to pour her a glass of water. "Thanks for coming all this way. It's blazing out there. You must be thirsty. Have some water." I'd known about Percy Gaskell's ridiculous little elimination game for a long time, and I'd already decided to walk away from it. I once thought that when I finally saw the other woman, I would grab her by her hair and tear her face apart. But standing there, looking at Sabrina with her cheap knockoff bag, low-end makeup, and a fres

”fucking Her day and night! “Asher, did you hear that, your wife called me a slut” the lady said angrily. “Because you are!” I shouted back at her. “Asher, I would say this again, I want a divorce. Just let us be far from each other. I am not interested anymore” “You are stuck with me forever, Camille” “Asher!” The lady screamed. “I thought you said you are tired of her. Just divorce her. She doesn’t deserve someone like you”

I can finally pin-point the awful feeling that had built up in me over the years in me for marigold - Hatred. Still reining in my temper I continue, “Aside from the public, just how would your son see you now? You know what marigold, I think I’ve condoned your antics for far too long. I wouldn’t have you continue to bring shame and trouble for me. I’m filing for a divorce.” The divulge the last words without a re-think. Calmly but dead serious and the word strikes marigold that she’s just been punched. Her face morphs into an in-depth shock but it’s only temporary and it’s replaced with rage.

She bent her head low to Diva and uttered, "Jake is my mate and I'm his ex-mate. However, Jake is so eager to make me his mate if I don't leave the pack, do you still expect me to leave?" Diva felt her words send sharp notches to pierce her throat. She clutched on her clothes tightly and made a real devious laughter but it died out into a frown the moment she saw Sarah walking away. "Get back here you bitch!" she screamed aggressively but Sarah kept trotting away without sparing her a glance. Diva's red eyes flicker in rage. She couldn't believe a mere maid was looking so down on her and she wouldn't do anything about it. Isn't that a humiliation to her? A few drops of tears stained her eyes

His lips spoke the words not his heart. The look in his eyes was never found in the gaze of a finished man who loved his woman dearly. No! It was one found on warriors who stared at their opponents in a battle, ready to tear them apart. A single word now blarred loudly in her head — DIVORCE! To the unexpected shock of everyone, her hand swung from left to right... She slapped Julian harder than he did her.

Application for divorce: approved for review. Since his love only lasted seven years, then mine ends here too. One month. Thirty days until it’s final. Then Alexander Thorne will be free of his “orphan omega” wife. And I, Evelyn Voss, will return to my throne. No more humiliation. No more compromise. This is my dignity—as a woman, as a Lycan princess.

A love that manifests all growth, a love that conquered every foreign emotion and a love that will not quiver, in time, in pain and in hard experiences in life. Ethan and I, we started in a rough path. There is too much events that made us feel the wrath to each other. We loathed each other to the point that we made mistakes but those mistakes brought us together. The wrath that we felt leaves us scars but more importantly, it leaves an important lesson. Above all, love can conquer. Wrath will fade. Sufferings will end. Fairy tale do come real. Happy ending is for everyone. Wrath… it makes us do things. But with Ethan Velasquez, my husband and the love of my life, I am willing to experience