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Monique Carolll was known for her serious and reserved nature until she fell in love...with someone who didn't reciprocate her feelings. For love, she left everything behind to marry the man she thought was the love of her life. As a housewife, she did everything to take care of him for three years. But in the end, she realized that for him, everything she did,did not even live up to her first love. Discouraged, she finally resolutely applied for divorce: "Farewell, I no longer pretend to be humble and poor!" At that time, a shocking news circulated online: "A certain billionaire is suspected of having divorced?"
That night.
Monique Carroll turned and turned on the bed and had trouble sleeping.She felt like she was stuck under something and was almost out of breath.Strangely, it even seemed to hear a heavy breathing so close to her.
Immediately after, a sharp and throbbing pain came directly from nowhere between her legs.An idea suddenly crossed her mind and Monique opened her eyes with horror. She vaguely saw a shadow stand above her. It was a man!
"Blaise, is it... you?"
The man replied slightly with a 'hum'.His breath smelled of alcohol and after carrying attack blows, this man made no noise.
When she heard the familiar voice, Monique sighed with relief. Following the man's movements, she also began to appreciate the pleasant tingling sensation. Involuntarily, she let out delicate and satisfied growls.The attack was becoming more and more fierce. She clenched her teeth, endured the pain and indulged in an unparalleled ambiguous passion.
After three years of marriage, Blaise Freeman was finally ready to touch her! Because she had been chosen by the old Mr.Freeman, Blaise had not even looked at her properly in the last three years.Tonight, he finally came to her room.Whatever her reason, she was really very happy!
Two hours later, Blaise was finally exhausted and lay down on her with a heavy and suffocated moan. The moonlight outside the floor-to-ceiling window drew the contours of his perfect body.Monique listened to the extremely fast beating of his heart. It was so real, and yet It still looked like a dream.If it was really a dream, she preferred never to wake up.
She wrapped her arms around his neck, almost obsessively: "Blaise....Blaise, I'm really..."
She had not finished the three words "I love you" when she was interrupted by the man's deep voice: "Lottie..."
Monique was petrified.His heart was beating.Lottie was actually Charlotte Matthews, Blaise's first love. Because of the old Mr.Freeman, Charlotte had been abroad over the years. But she came back yesterday!And she even sent him very provocative messages.
.....
"Monique, I'm back, and there will be no more room for you in the Freeman family from now on!Blaise and I grew up together. You really think you can take my place? Go back to your orphanage now.That's where your place is.You don't know how much Blaise loves me. He will certainly call my name even if he sleeps right next to you. In the end, you are at best only my replacement. Poor Monique, it must have been so terrible for you, right?"
"A replacement?"
No, she has never been a ridiculous replacement.She was Monique, the real Mrs. Freeman chosen by old Mr. Freeman.
However, Monique still heard Blaise's murmurs: " Lottie, Lottie..."
Charlotte's sarcastic messages came back into her mind, as if they were telling her not to lie to herself again.Tears suddenly gushed out of her eyes in an uncontrolled way. Monique clenched her fists and tried to stop shaking.
In recent years, she had tried so much to be a good wife. She had been so careful to make Blaise happy, him and his family, and she had even left her job just for this man.But, as she was an orphan, her extremely greedy mother-in-law and sister-in-law did not cease to humiliate her and make her life difficult.
Nevertheless, she did not want to cause problems for Blaise, so she had to endure all this on her own.Wasn't she humble enough to get his love?Why did he have to trample so violently on his last piece of self-respect?This night was extraordinarily long.And Monique almost didn't close her eyes.
....
The next morning.
Blaise was awakened by the blinding light of the sun through the window.He rubbed his eyebrows. As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw Monique sitting at the hairdresser, with her back to him.
The crazy memories of last night suddenly came back to him. He realized something and hermetically closed his eyes with impatience, silent but apparent. Monique, although she turned her back on him, could clearly feel the man's hostility.
However, she continued her care routine as if nothing had happened, when her wrist is suddenly seized violently and she is pulled from her seat.The bottle she held in her hand fell on the floor and broke into pieces. The cream therefore spread on the floor.
Monique looked up and stared at Blaise, but her heart was always beating uncontrollably when she saw rage and disgust in the man's eyes.
"Do you think you can be a real Mrs. Freeman with just a few nasty drugs? Do you think you can be something just because I touched you?"
She looked at the imposing man who clenched his teeth and stared at her. He did not release his grip on her wrist, but instead held it more firmly.His beautiful face was unusually appalling because of his tyrannical look.
"Drugs?" Monique said with a corner smile: "In your eyes, am I that kind of woman?"
Blaise showed a grin. In his eyes, there was a strong and obvious disgust: "You certainly used your seduction to deceive my grandfather also at the time so that I had to marry you. So why are you playing the innocent now?"
"You are petty and mean by nature. You're not even worthy to compare yourself to Lottie!"
"Petty and mean? To play the innocent?" She said, staring at him.
It turned out that she was so bad in his heart.As for drugs, if she really wanted to do it, she would have done it earlier. Why has she waited until now?It was ridiculous and the efforts she had made over the last three years were just bullshit.
In this case, she did not need to insist.Monique endured the pain on her wrist, clenched her teeth and shook her hand fiercely.Then she looked up and said in a firm tone.
"Blaise, let's divorce."
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