Widow 1v1 Code Novels & Stories

The reason for the divorce was that I was disloyal and made a terrible mistake that ruined the reputation of our family. My wife, Jean Shaw, the person that I had loved and doted on for 10 years, abandoned me when I needed her the most. I couldn't believe what I was seeing and decided to call her. My hand was trembling so much that I could barely hold my phone. On the other end of the line, Jean's voice sounded a little proud and relieved. "Sign the agreement, Felix. Your career is over. Stop struggling. Save yourself the embarrassment." "You're the one who wrote... the whistleblower report?"

I sat on the edge of my bed and pulled out my phone. There was only one person who could help me now. I scrolled through my contacts until I found the name I needed: Beta Marcus Greene. Matthew's second-in-command and one of the few people who'd always treated me with respect despite my rogue status. I pressed the call button. The phone rang twice before Marcus answered, his voice thick with sleep. "Luna? Is everything alright? It's nearly one..." "Marcus," I interrupted, my voice steady and cold. "I need you to draft mate bond dissolution papers. For Matthew and me. I want a divorce."

my mother's voice was ice. "Sofia, are you insane?" Dante didn't lower his weapon. "Isabella is my wife!" "Ex-wife," my mother corrected him. "The moment she was declared dead, your marriage was over." "That was a stunt she pulled!" "Yes, and I arranged it," she admitted. "Because I wouldn't stand by and watch you destroy my daughter." "I never wanted to destroy her!" "Didn't you?" Mom advanced on him. "Leaving her to face a hit alone? Humiliating her in her own home? You call that love?"

I looked up at the crowd, making a mental note of their ugly faces before putting my signature on the divorce papers. After signing the document, I took out my phone and dialed a number. “Hey, Sis. Krystal cheated on me. I want you to cut off all funding to her company now.”

I said calmly, “You are Stacy. My wife died long ago. You even handled the cremation yourself.” She stared at me in disbelief. “How can you not recognize me? I am Wendy. Stacy is the one who died!” Hearing that made my heart sink even deeper. So, she knew everything, yet she chose to pretend and watched me become a widower. I said coldly, “How could I fail to recognize my own wife? You’re not her. No matter how alike you look, you are not the same person. She is gone. Why are you using her name to commit atrocities?”

"If only the system could give me another task to grant me the fifteen SP I need to max out the Internet Consultant skill. I wonder if maxing out the skill would allow me a no countdown ability to search for anything I want on the internet..." As if the system heard her wish, it made another sound to indicate that there was a new mail waiting for her. [Task: Fill the loneliness in Tynan's heart. Reward: 15 soul points.] The e-ghost stared at the new task for a very long time, unwilling to believe what it was saying. Then, her face turned very red and Laura was glad that Tynan wasn't looking at her. Quickly, she hid that window away. Is the system playing matchmaker now? Why would it recommen

“See what I meant when I said that you were not good enough to take me on? Step one is, always monitor your prey’s movements. Or in your case, your predator. That way, you should know enough to predict their movements and actions.” Natalia watched him as he moved closer. Then when he was close enough, she struck him with a glass shard and ran up the stairs again as the man cried out. Rushing to her room, she called Wendy, but her phone number was not going. It kept on saying that her phone was switched off. Then she tried calling Noah. He picked up immediately. “Hello my beautiful wife!” He exclaimed. Natalia rolled her eyes in frustration. “Help me, I am in trouble!” She whispered.

She did not have that much time to waste on minions like him. 'So what if she has double the number of tokens? She is just a yokel who has never seen the world. No way she is going to beat me, no matter what game it is.' Nathan stopped talking. He looked at Nicole with contempt, not believing that she would win. But after the dealer learned of Nicole's Super VIP membership, he sweated profusely, frantically winking at Nathan, signaling him not to agree to a duel with such a VIP, as he would lose eight out of ten.

Immediately they pronounced them husband and wife, and they kissed that was when I realised Andrew wasn’t there, I guess he couldn’t take it. While I was still focused on the wedding and getting in the mood of happiness, I got a text from a strange number, “Hey Amanda, please I beg of you, stay away from my husband, you are hurting my home, you are a lady like me, how will you feel if another woman is taking your husband from you.”

"Jessica, if you come with me now, we can turn the page." "Turn the page" was our agreed-upon safe word. If either of us did something beyond the other's limits, we used "turn the page" to offer a way out, and the other would immediately understand that the issue was to be left behind. Thanks to this little tactic, we hadn't had any serious breakups in three years. I spoke, staring into Jessica's eyes, silently counting down in my mind. I could feel my deep-seated love rapidly fading. After a moment of silence, Jessica gritted her teeth and said, "Thomas, you can't embarrass Alex like this. He'll be humiliated. Wait for me. Once I'm done here, we'll continue with our wedding."