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he confidently said. Why does he want Williams’s group? "You are a very smart woman but too bad this world is made for men to rule. Women like you should sit at home." He chuckled. Hell!! Men to rule? Who said that? In which book it's written that only men can rule. Women are as important as men. Men and women are two sides of the coin. We both are nothing without each other. Men and women should support each other instead of getting jealous of each other. But obviously fool like him won't understand these. No wonder his wife cheats on him. Who wants to live with this kind of guy.

She commented as she picked up the paper she was taking a note on. "The book is written by a woman called Lady Waina Silver. It says that the woman was present during the war thirty years ago so she could document the war well. She traveled with the women who cooked and nursed the soldiers so she was pretty close to the events that took place at the time. Sources are names as well but it's an endless list of men and woman who had surrounded the war, but a few names stood out, which are the four horsemen of the war..." So Old Lady Waina wrote the book herself? How interesting? I wonder how she wrote it though and how she followed the king to war. Thirty years ago might be a long time but I ha

“Yes, that is true. Now, come with me and I’ll show you where this book will be placed so you can refer to it as needed. You will use it to teach the women what is written in these pages, and the men as well, and begin a new nation of equality for our sex so that no other woman will have to make the choices, or be forced to make choices that are not of her own mind. For your children, and their children and their children.” Anna watched Vashti place the book into a box and then under the loose floorboards near the front door. She found a comfortable spot on the couch and curled up to sleep. She hoped that first light Vashti mentioned would come through her top floor balcony window in Santa M

She sniffs, her face almost red with all the crying. "Yeah." Her words cut somewhere deep. We women are not strong? Well, I read a few books but none of them included women fighting with men in a war or something. They only fought verbally. So that is how it was back then? I believe it is something that has been going on for ages. Women are only verbally strong.

Something waiting. --- Determined not to be paralyzed by fear, I returned to the antique bookstore — to the stories, the secrets, the fragments of forgotten women. The elderly owner greeted me with a knowing smile. “You’re searching for answers,” he said quietly. I nodded. He handed me a leather-bound tome, its cover worn but strong — *Reflections of the Forgotten*. “Read carefully,” he advised. “Sometimes the past speaks through shadows.” --- I spent the night poring over its pages. The book told of women trapped in illusions, caught between worlds — ghosts of themselves, struggling to reclaim their true identities.

Ambrose gave it some thought and concluded that he needed theoretical guidance. So, he secretly took out the book that Joshua had gifted him. He opened the book—Women's Deepest Secrets—under the table. It wrote— "Men should not disagree with a woman's opinion. One must always obey his wife; the wife's instructions are to be treated like ordains. Only then, she will feel important and secure." Ambrose read the paragraph repeatedly and recited it. He felt that the book was very philosophical. He kept the book and was determined to study it in depth.

"I won't hide it from you since you've seen it already. Women are so petty. She asked me to keep her company last night but I couldn't come for some serious business matters. Then she got angry. I came here to apologize but she won't accept it. Women are such different creatures." ..... ...... ...... Dear readers, please endeavor to drop a comment after every read. Also please click on the love sign at the top of the book details to add my book to your library so that you can continue to get an update.. Thank you so much for reading my book, Next update will come so soon.

“What was?” “Going after her like that,” he said, a thread of irritation slipping into his voice. “You barely exchanged two words before you dragged Clara into it. Why?” Lyana’s smile thinned, just a flicker. “Because she needed reminding of where she stands. Women like Irene… they show up with sharp eyes and sharp tongues, thinking they belong in every room. Someone has to put them back in their place.” Kieran frowned, unsettled. “Still. Clara had nothing to do with it. She’s just a child.”