15 years from now.....
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  • Parts 3
  • Time 9m
Complete, First published Feb 25, 2018
Two teenage muslim girls were at a party, planning. Being Muslim girls they were not allowed to study abroad alone, even with scholarships which they gained with their hard work. They were planning to elope to the country where they got a scholarships from. They decided to elope from this very party, breaking all ties and contacts with everyone including their parents.

The two girls suffered a lot in this foreign country, doing part time jobs. With the help of fate and a very rich widow, they finished their degrees. Then they started to look after the widow's businesses. 

They were attending a classmate's wedding where their lives changed totally. 

15 years later......
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After My Wife Had an Affair with Her Assistant, I Chose Divorce

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On my wife's birthday, I rushed back from another city overnight. But the one who opened the door was my male assistant, wearing my bathrobe. "Mr. Lucas, I came to report to Ms. Johnson, and accidentally got caught in the rain, so I took a shower. Please don't misunderstand." "There's nothing to explain." My wife, also in a bathrobe, walked out of the bathroom with a look of disdain on her face. Her gaze towards me was full of contempt. "Aren't you supposed to be on a business trip? Why are you back?" I paused for a moment, then shook my head and gave a light laugh. "It's nothing. Just came back to grab a few documents." I casually tossed the carefully chosen birthday gift into the trash bin, then sent a message to my lawyer. "Help me draft a divorce agreement."