The Villainess Wants A Divorce の小説・ストーリー

The room suddenly fell silent. “Let’s divorce,” Vivienne repeated as she slowly stood up, brushing the dust off her ruined maroon dress. “That way, you can go back to Giselle—your first love. And you... won’t have to feel ashamed of having a wife like me anymore. Isn’t that what you want most?” Dominic froze for a second before his eyes darkened with even greater cruelty than before. In one long stride, he closed the distance between them. His large hand moved like lightning, gripping Vivienne’s chin so tightly that she was forced to look up.

Xavier asked her in disbelief. "You heard me right, once you sell that company, I'm getting a divorce. I'm not ready to start toiling in poverty with you, so you better find a means to get your company back on its feet or get ready to sign a second divorce paper," Claudia said to Xavier before looking at him in disdain and turning to walk away. But once she turned around, she saw Justin standing on the stairs, staring at both of them. Before Xavier could utter a word, he turned around and started running to his room. "Damnit," Xavier muttered under his breath before

Victoria, flustered, said, "You know Father doesn’t like you. If you force your way in, he’ll get sick for sure. In the werewolf - centered family and manipulation, this is her excuse." Isabella pretended to be troubled. "Then what should I do? If I have nowhere to stay, I’ll have to give up the divorce. In the werewolf - centered strategic and manipulative move, this is her ploy." Victoria’s face turned pale. She grabbed Isabella’s hand, her voice anxious: "Aren’t you trying to divorce Nathan? He finally agreed to the divorce. If you miss this chance, it might not be so easy to divorce later." Isabella watched her with amusement. "Bella, are you so eager to climb up? In the werewolf - cente

She sounded truly pitiful, yet Zivon simply replied, “You shouldn’t have coveted me in the first place. You don’t deserve me. Anyway, again, feel free to ask for a divorce now. I’m still willing to compensate you with something else. If you refuse, then don’t regret it later on once the time limit is up.” …There he was again asking for a divorce… That was the only thing on his mind, huh? Pursing her lips, the defeated woman muttered, “…So be it. You want the divorce so much, right? Well, return the antidote to me! That’s the one thing I ask for!” “You know that’s impossible,” scoffed Zivon. “Then perhaps you should’ve considered this before signing the agreement…!” growled Whitney as she too

"Stop calling me. I mean it. Once I'm married, you'll get your money. Until then, stop fucking harassing me or else I'll tell my fiancee a different story...I'll fucking get rid of you if you push me!" The woman in front of me bore no resemblance to the one I'd carried into this house a week ago. That Vivienne had been pale and broken, tears streaming down her face. This one snarled into her phone with venom dripping from every word, her spine straight and her face twisted with rage. My heart was beating too fast now. Erratic. Each beat sent fresh waves of heat through my chest, up into my face. Sweat prickled along my hairline despite the cool air conditioning.

I needed to stay in character and see how this played out. "At least he's here to help me," Vanya said, her voice strong and confident. "Which is more than I can say for the husband who's been cheating on me for two years." A younger woman with blonde hair and cake all over her face stepped forward. She was pretty, but there was something cheap about her, something fake that made me instantly dislike her. "Bernard, just sign the damn divorce papers," she said angrily. "I'm tired of hiding our relationship. I'm tired of pretending we're just friends. I want everyone to know that you're mine."

THE VILLIAN Written By: Rosapearl ✍ Synopsis✍ Olivia Smith is Clifford college most popular girl, she is the envy of the girls and a sight for a sore eyes of the guys. she is from a average family. her parent run a restaurant in town. she is beautiful, alluring, intelligent, bold, confident, sexy, gracious and a nerd. she has everyone attention when she walks. Her big glass and back pack always look funny thou. Miller Jill is a jerk, hot guy with a athletic build body, he look like he is in his twenties even in his seventeenth. He love playing around and teasing. He has been Olivia Smith best friend since grade one.

After years of playing the villainess, I finally reached the point where my three childhood friends would meet with the true heroine. The time finally came for me to go home. System’s notification rang in my head. [Host, complete your final task of bullying your childhood friends, and you can return to your world as a billionaire.] I rubbed my hands together. ‘What do you need me to do?’ System: [Slap Maddox Strait during his happiest moment.] The script of a wicked side character was lackluster. There was no rhyme or reason to the role’s evil deeds.

“Or, were you?" “You know, I had a conversation with him on the rooftop," she began and in the process, her eyes were locked on mine. “That bastard still thinks he did the right thing by divorcing me for that brunette-colored hair bitch." Davina spat out with bitterness in her tone, but surprisingly, she giggled softly. “What did he say?" I inquired with concern laced in my voice but she just shook her head. “I don't have time to keep irrelevant things like that in my head," she replied to me almost immediately and she came to an abrupt stop. “Besides, all I know is that he's a loser."

My signature was already there, bold and black. "Is this some kind of joke?" Nikolai’s voice was a low growl. "You don't divorce me, Rachelle. We have a merger. We have legacies." "The merger is safe. My father and I have already discussed the restructuring of the Veronesi-Santoro distribution deal. You'll keep your margins, but you lose the wife." I stood up, smoothing out my skirt. "I’ve spent three years being the 'ice queen' wife you hated. I’ve spent three years watching you buy her jewelry with the money my family helped you consolidate. I'm bored, Nikolai. Truly, deeply bored of you."