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

He turned and left. His steps were quick. Almost as if he were fleeing. [Haha, the villainess is spiraling.] [Serves her right. She wanted all his assets? Look how the male lead ignores her.] [Later, when the male lead gets with the heroine, he hands over all financial control to her. The difference is obvious.] I didn't know how I got home. By the time I came back to myself, I was already sitting at the computer in the study. The comments said that after the divorce, I wouldn't know how to do anything and could only become a sleazy livestreamer.

“For a second, I actually thought that she would happily give me a divorce. But I was wrong. So damn wrong.” “Of course, you were wrong.” Mathew looked up. “Did you really think that she would easily let you go? Inaya is like those psycho villains in dramas - she might not want you, but she would be damned if she let her possession go.” “I am not a possession.” He grunted. “And I will make sure that I get this divorce at all costs.” “Good luck with that. I am pretty sure Parker McBell might have seen the trending proposal clip right now and believed that you finally want to go public with the marriage.”

I distinctly remembered keeping my clothes on before my head hit the pillow. "Look at the photo carefully, Damien," Liliana continued, her fingers pressing into my forearm. "It is angled specifically to make an entirely innocent situation look scandalous. Why would someone take it from that exact view? They did it just so she can divorce you, take your wealth, and run away with her lover! She wants to frame you so she looks like the victim in court!" The words echoed in the quiet office. Divorce you. Take your wealth. Run away with her lover.

"What's she doing here?" The group of socialites visibly stiffened when they saw me. Everyone in high society knew about my reputation. I was known for being arrogant, unhinged, and untouchable. I didn't spare them a glance. Instead, I looked down at Vivian, who was soaked from head to toe. The floating comments began racing across my vision. [The villainess is about to lose it! Vivian, run!] [It's over! Quinn saw the male lead trying to save Vivian. She's definitely going to make Vivian's life a living hell!]

The desire, the screams in my mind telling me that the only thing I need from her is to let me be in control. To possess power over Ella as any husband should have. As we turn toward the bedroom, Ella's eyes seem to shift, and something, I can't explain what, hurls my stomach as far as a football field. She says those words again, "We're divorced. It's all wrong." Frustration runs through me as I force Ella to lie down on the bed, which she doesn't argue. Her breathing slows the moment her head touches the pillow, and I hold in an urge to shake her awake to fuck the life out of her.

Charlie stood nearby, his eyes red as if he had just cried. "I was just messing with you. Why did you actually drink it? Maddie, since when did you become so weak?" he asked. The original Maddison was not fragile at all. After all, she was the villainous side character whose job was to frame the female lead before meeting her destined death. The female lead was Cynthia. Just a while back, the original Maddison had tried to stop her from taking the SATs by slipping laxatives into Cynthia's food. However, halfway through, the original Maddison got scared and switched the drugged meal with a normal one.

I muttered. She didn’t stop. I watched her tuck a folded sweater into the side pocket. Wrap the charger cord neatly. Pick up a folded envelope and slip it into the side of her purse. “Natalie’s gone,” I snapped, louder now. “The dog’s back. What more do you want?” She turned slowly, then. And when our eyes finally met, I swear—for a second—I felt like a stranger looking at a stranger. “I just want a divorce.” Her voice was low. Controlled. So quiet it felt like a knife between my ribs.

Alpha Evan asked, his furious gaze fixed on Alpha Adrian. Alpha Adrian glared at me, making me avert my gaze. I was too stunned to even try to defend myself. Besides, in my shocked state, I realised that no matter what I said, Alpha Adrian would obviously listen to Alpha Evan over me for he was an Alpha and I was Melody, the girl he hated more than anything in this world. I also belatedly realised that even if I tried to tell Alpha Adrian what I'd seen Alpha Evan do, he would never believe me. Heck, he'd probably sock me in the gut before I'd even finished my explanation.

That wretched woman deliberately schemed against her. What did she want? Did she want to see her divorce Conrad? No, she would never give up on Conrad so easily, not like Britney had done before. She loved him! Her fingers dug deep into her palms as she forced herself to stay composed. "You’re telling me all this just to provoke me? You want to push me into divorcing Conrad, so I’ll become a discarded woman, just as you wish? Don’t worry. That will never happen." Even if she no longer loved him, she would never let Britney enjoy the satisfaction of seeing her fail. She would never divorce him.

Avery had told her many times that obedience would never win love, but she had stubbornly believed she could melt Cillian’s frozen heart. “Regina’s back,” Bellatrix finally explained. “Your stepsister who suddenly disappeared?” Avery’s expression instantly turned fierce at the mention of Regina. “That bitch.” “I always knew he was cruel, but this... He’s lost even the most basic human decency. I swear, I want to slice open his chest with my scalpel and see what his heart is made of. How can he be so heartless!” “There’s no need.” Bellatrix lifted her gaze, her voice steady. “I’ve decided. I’m getting a divorce.”