The death of a darling
  • LECTURES 1,701
  • Votes 23
  • Parties 11
  • Durée 24m
  • LECTURES 1,701
  • Votes 23
  • Parties 11
  • Durée 24m
En cours d'écriture, Publié initialement juin 15, 2014
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What would you do if you were brought up in evil? Taught that all right is wrong and all wrong is right? What would you do if you were brought up knowing that in order to make a right - You must make two wrongs? What is born in a hidden evil, knows only evil. What would you do? What could you do? Yes, nothing. Because - You simply wouldn't know. -- Follow Abigail Mills, 6 year old daughter of a rich merchant who Is only always away. Left in the care of her uncle, Charles, Abigail is constantly abused, no one knows it - Not even her.
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After My Wife Had an Affair with Her Assistant, I Chose Divorce

36 chapitres En cours d'écriture

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."