The Film Emperor Asks For Divorce Every Day Novels & Stories

“During the divorce he ran out after you. The storm was so heavy that night. I thought he was out just celebrating or venting out his stress, so he didn’t come back for a few hours. But in truth, he was actually looking for you. He searched all night as you didn’t have any money to get a cab and he was afraid that with your thinly clothes you might catch a cold. Silly son of mine, he actually caught the cold instead. His fever was so high by the time he came home. He nearly suffered brain damage from not being able to keep his fever down. By the time he came about he nearly forgotten who he was.” Emily gasped as she didn’t know that he did that for her. “So, please let him be,” said Vicky. “

He had loved her the way that he wanted her around him but he didn't have to make a scene over her. He remembered the night he asked her for an open marriage, the way she went still and the light in her eyes flickered as she struggled to maintain her composure. Harvey pressed his palms to his face and gasped for air. "You moron," he growled at himself. "Bloody idiot." He would shake himself if he could, smack himself if that would make him see how important she was to him. How no money in the world, how no new level of power was worth her.

After a few minutes of heavy silence, the conversation began. He opened the conversation by explaining the nature of the contract. “One year of contract marriage. No feelings, no intimacy, no sex. Just total control over you and public appearances.” He paused briefly before continuing. “Isabella, let me tell you briefly about myself. From day one, I don’t believe in love, and I rarely have feelings for anybody.” He paused again. “The sole purpose of this contract marriage is to secure the empire for me, because my grandfather demanded I get married before he hands over the empire to me. My days are numbered. I was given 30 days to get married or lose the empire.”

The temperature in the room seemed to drop another five degrees at his tone. "Her emotional stability since leaving the structure of her marriage. Let’s consider that," my father replied, his concern so perfectly performed it could win awards. His voice softened, eyebrows drawing together in a portrait of paternal worry. "The pressures of sudden independence can lead to impulsive decision-making. It can’t be easy for her I assume" My pulse quickened, a dull roar building in my ears. Cold sweat gathered at the base of my spine. "Such as being seen entering Alex Thorne's building late last night," he continued, watching my face, "and not leaving until this morning."

He felt extremely stifled. However, he still calmly ordered. "We can begin our counterattack!" It was three in the afternoon. The President of Prosperity Jewelry, Howard, personally saw to the task and tore apart his newlywed wife, Lily. He uploaded a video with the title, “Divorce is fine, but I want everyone to see your true colors!” This video was trending within minutes. The keywords being, “Lily’s Acting”. Netizens commented. "A shocking reversal. I knew there would be a follow-up!"

Annalise said with a naughty smirk. "The emperor will come to you. Stay away from his personal space. He doesn't like women around him. His room is even cleaned by his soldiers. No maid is allowed in his room. Unless his habit of not wanting any woman touching his things will change now he's married. So stay in your room to be safer. The emperor is scary when annoyed, you're very fragile, you will not be able to shoulder the weight of his wrath. So wait here so that he can show you himself what he considers acceptable. It's better you stay in your room, after tonight you will know how much love he has for you. You will also know if he will let you be the one to cross his boundaries. Avoid hi

How could anyone be so perfect? The Emperor was so enamored with his future Empress that, after a few unsuccessful attempts to gain his attention, Dion moved to block his view. "Your future Empress is trash-talking you in front of an audience. Aren't you going to say something? Don't you have any dignity?" He instigated with a tone that said he wanted to see their house burn up in flames. Zeonen coldly snorted. "Dignity? What dignity? As an Emperor, it's a matter of great pride for me to see my future Empress isn't afraid to tell me when I'm wrong."

The Emperor looks at the gray hair on his General’s head and wonders how many more years they have before death or war snatches either of them from this table. “I heard you are married now.” The General’s gravelly voice brings him out of his reprieve. Word does travel fast. The Emperor waves his hand, dismissing the statement. “Jin…” The General calls out in a tone the Emperor remembers from his childhood, a tone that leaves no room for arguments. “I wouldn’t call it a marriage, per say, there was nothing official about it.” “I hear it is to the same woman who spit on you today.” “Sometimes I wonder who the soldiers in this Empire are loyal to, you or me?”

"Why? You actually gave up your title as Crown Prince for this tramp. Are you trying to drive me mad? If it weren't for her, would you have tried to elope? Is that how you repay your father and me, who've invested so much in you?" Under her relentless questioning, Dorian was left speechless with shame. Just then, the sound of footsteps approached from behind. "You ungrateful son! Since you're willing to give up your title for this woman, then I'll grant your wish." "Your Majesty, no! Dorian was just temporarily misled. Please give him another chance!" Empress Victoria immediately fell to her knees, begging for mercy. Emperor Roland glanced at his rebellious son, who showed no sign of remorse

She paused but didn't look back. "Aren't you going to ask me anything?" For several long seconds... She remained silent. Then she slowly turned. "What exactly should I ask?" Her crimson eyes met his. "Should I ask how deeply you loved your wife..." "...while fathering another daughter?" The Emperor stiffened. Before he could answer— Rowen shouted, "Watch your words!" Kiara lscoffed. "Why?" She looked directly at the Emperor. "Everyone here knows how children are born." "So don't insult everyone's intelligence by calling it love."