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Yes | 2024-12-07 18:42 | active | 1970 | 0 | Twelve Days of Giving! | ๐L๐K!!!๐คฉ๐ฅณ๐โผ๏ธR&B Car Companyโs 12 Days of Giving is back and better than ever! More prizes and more fun this year! Simply comment on this post with your โhometownโ then share and tag a friend! BAM! You are entered to win fabulous prizes! Texas Roadhouse gift cards will be giving away daily for the first 11 days! The final day we will be giving away 9 (3 from each location) GRAND PRIZEs. The final drawing will be held on December 23rd, 2024. The winning begins December 10, 2024. On each day, Monday through Saturday, entrants will be randomly selected "live on FACEBOOK" by our friendly R&B Car Company staff! Have fun and Merry Christmas from R&B Car Company. #WarsawIndiana #fortwayne #southbend #indiana #michigan #christmas2024 #giveaway | R&B Car Company | https://www.facebook.com/RandBCarCompany/ | 14,739 | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | VIDEO | 1969-12-31 18:00 | https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/469428914_958157789511586_8199163857581964622_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=104&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=X63y-DbT0FcQ7kNvgFgDucw&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=Ayh8yu54iPmHuFaGO63pTAJ&oh=00_AYDQgHVX-MJ3f7mYawhvGReXk5KfGLBEGsPJnhlHBk8REg&oe=675AD288 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | 0 | R&B Car Company | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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No | 2024-12-07 19:36 | active | 1972 | 0 | ใใใใฏใชใใฏใใฆ็กๆใงใ่ชญใฟใใ ใใ๏ผ | ใใใคๅฝผๅฅณใจ้ขๅฉใใใฎ๏ผใ ๅๅฎคใฎไธญใงใๅฅณใฎๅญใฏๆๆ ใซๆบใกใ็ณใง็ฎใฎๅใฎ็ทๆงใ่ฆใคใใฆใใใ ๅฐๆพ้้ฆใฏๅๅฎคใฎๅคใซ็ซใฃใฆใใฆใๆ่ถณใๅทใใฆใใใใใฎๅฅณใฎๅญใจๅใใใๅฐๆพ้้ฆใฏ็ทใฎ็พใใๅณใใ้กใ่ฆใคใใ้ก่ฒใฏ้ใใใฆใใใ ็ทใฏๅฝผๅฅณใฎๅคซใไบๅฎฎ้ ไนใงใใใ ๅฃใใใใชใ้ ไนใฏใใใฎใฏใฉใใงใฆใงใคใฟใผใจใใฆๅใใฆใใใ้้ฆใฏไปๆฅไปไบใ็ตใใฆไธ็ทใซๅธฐใใใใซๆฉใใซใใฃใฆๆฅใใใใใใชๅ ด้ขใซ้ญ้ใใใจใฏไบๆณใใฆใใชใใฃใใ ็ทใฏ่ใๅใ่ปฝใ้ใใไฝใใฆๅฟๅฐใใๅฃฐใ็บใใใใใงใใใ ใๆฉใๅฝผๅฅณใซ่ฉฑใใใ ้้ฆใฏ็ฎใ้ใใ่ใๅใใใ ่ฉฑใใใใ ใ ใใใใใใช็ด ๆตใชๅฃฐใ ใฃใใชใใฆใ ใใใซใใฆใใใใฃใจ่ใใๅฝผใฎๆๅใฎ่จ่ใ้ขๅฉใ ใฃใใชใใฆใไบๆณๅคใงใใใ ไบบ้ใใ ใฃใใฎใใจ้้ฆใฏๅฐใ่ซ็ถ่ชๅคฑใใฆใใใ ใใฎไธๅใงใฏใผใซใช็ทๆงใใ้ ไนใ ใชใใฆใใใๅพใชใใ ้ ไนใ้ขๅฉใๅใๅบใใฏใใใชใใ ใฏใฉใใๅบใใจใใๅคใฏ้จใ้ใฃใฆใใใใใใซๆฟกใใฆใใพใใ้้ฆใฏๆบๅธฏใๅใๅบใใๅคซใฎ็ชๅทใซใใคใคใซใใฆใฟใใ ๅๅฎคใฎ็ชใพใงๆญฉใใฆ่กใใ้จใงใใใใ ่ฆ้ใ้ใใฆไธญใ่ฆใใใ ้ ไนใฏ็ใๅฏใใชใใๆบๅธฏใๆใซๅใใ็ก่กจๆ ใง้่ฉฑใๅใฃใฆใใใใกใใปใผใธใๆใกๅงใใใ ใกใใปใผใธใใใใซๅฑใใใ ใใฉใใใฆ้ป่ฉฑใใใใฆใใใฎ๏ผๅใ่ฉฑใใชใใใจใๅฟใใฆใใฎ๏ผใ ้้ฆใฏใกใใปใผใธใ่ฆใคใใใพใใงใใคใใงๅบใใใใใฎใใใซๅฟ่ใ็ใใชใฃใฆใใใ ใชใๅใใคใ๏ผ ใใคๅใใใใใซใชใฃใใฎใ๏ผ ใใฎๅฅณใฎๅญใจใฏใใใค็ฅใๅใฃใใใ ใใ๏ผ ใใค้ขๅฉใใใใจใๆฑบใใใใ ใใ๏ผ ่ธใซๆนงใไธใใ็กๆฐใฎ็ๅใไปใใใถใกใพใใใใจๆใฃใใใๅฝผใฎๅทใใ่กจๆ ใซๆใใใฅใใฆใใงใใชใฃใใ 1ๅนดๅใ่จๆถๅชๅคฑใงๅฃใใใใชใ้ ไนใๅฎถใซ้ฃใใฆๅธฐใฃใๆใๅฝผใฏ่ชๅใฎๅๅใฎๆธใๆนใ ใใ่ฆใใฆใใฆใไปใฎใในใฆใๅฟใใฆใใใ ใใใช้ ไนใซ่ชญใฟๆธใใใๆ่ฉฑใพใงไธใใๆใใใใใซไบบใๆใใใใจใใๅญฆใฐใใใฎใฏๅฐๆพ้้ฆใ ใฃใใ ใใฎๅพใไบไบบใฏ็ตๅฉใใใ ็ฟๆ ฃใ่บซใซใคใใซใฏ21ๆฅใใใใจ่จใใใฆใใใใ1ๅนด้ไธ็ทใซใใใจใ้ ไนใจใใ็ทใฎๅญๅจใซใใ่ชๅใธใฎๅชใใ็ฌ้กใซใใใฃใใๆ ฃใใฆใใใ ใ ใใใใใฏใใฃใจๅใซ้ใใชใใ้ ไนใฏ้ขๅฉใๅใๅบใใฏใใใชใใจไฟกใใฆใใใ ้จใซๆฟกใใฆๅฎถใซๅธฐใใจใ้้ฆใฏใ้ขจๅใซๅ ฅใใ้ ไนใฎใใใซๆ็ใ็จๆใใฆใ้ฃๅใง้ใใซๅพ ใฃใฆใใใ ๆ่จใๅคใฎ10ๆใๆใใใจใใใใขใ้ใใๅฏๆฐใใพใจใฃใ้ ไนใๅฎถใซๅ ฅใฃใฆใใใ ้ ไนใฏใใงใซใฆใงใคใฟใผใฎๅถๆใซ็ๆฟใใฆใใใ ็็ฑใใชใๅฟใ็ใใชใฃใใ ๆฅไธญใซ่ฆใ็ทใฎๅงฟใๅนปใชใฎใใฉใใใใใใชใใฃใใ ใ้้ฆใใฉใใใใฎ๏ผใ ้กใ้ใใใใผใใใใจใใ่กจๆ ใฎๅฆปใ่ฆใ้ ไนใฏใๅฟ้ ใใใซๆ่ฉฑใงๅฐใญใใ ๅฝผใฎ็ซฏๆญฃใช้ก็ซใกใซใฏไธๅฎใใซใใฟใๆใ็ณใซใฏ็ฆใใๅฎฟใฃใฆใใใใ ้้ฆใฎ้ ญใฎไธญใซๆตฎใใใงใใใฎใฏใๅทใใ็ฎใงใกใใปใผใธใๆใก่พผใฟใชใใใๅฅใฎๅฅณๆงใจๆฅฝใใใใซไผ่ฉฑใใฆใใๅคซใฎๅงฟใ ใฃใใ ใชใใฆ็ฎ่ใชใใฎใ ใ ใ้ฆๆฐดใฎๅใใใใใใไปใฎๅฅณๆงใฎใ ้้ฆใฏๅฝผใซ่งฆใใใใใฎใ้ฟใใชใใ่จ่ใ็บใใใ ้ ไนใฎ้ก่ฒใไธๅคใใๆ่ฉฑใง็ญใใใใไปๆฅใๅๅฎคใงๆฅๅฎขใใ้ใใๅฎขๆงใฎ้ฆๆฐดใฎๅใใใคใใใใใใใชใใใใใซใทใฃใฏใผใๆตดใณใฆใใใญใใ ้ ไนใ็ซใกไธใใฃใฆใใคใฌใซ่กใใจใใใใซๆฐดใฎๆตใใ้ณใ่ใใใฆใใใ ็ทๅผตใใชใใ่ชฌๆใใๆงๅญใฏใๅใใใ่ฆใใชใใฃใใ ้้ฆใฏ็ซใกไธใใใใใฎใพใพๆตดๅฎคใซๅ ฅใฃใฆใๆฟกใใ่บซไฝใๆฐใซใใใใจใชใ้ ไนใๆฑใใใใ็ฎใ้ใใใใไปๆฅใใฏใฉใใซ่กใฃใฆใใใฎใ ็ทใฏๅใใๆญขใใใใฐใใใใฆใใใใใใใใฃใใใ ใใใใจใใๆฏใใคใใใ ใใฎๆใซ่ใใใๅฝผใฎๅฃฐใฏใ้ณๆฅฝใจๆททใใๅใฃใฆใใฆใใใใปใฉ้ฎฎๆใงใฏใชใใฃใใ ใใใชใฎใซใไปใฎๅฝผใฎไฝใๅฃฐใฏ้้ฆใฎ้ ญใฎไธใง้ณดใ้ฟใใฆใใใใใฎ้ฎฎๆใงๅฟใซ้ฟใๅฃฐใซใ้้ฆใฏๆฏใๅใใปใฉ่ธใ็ใใ ใ ้ ไนใฏ่ฉฑใใใใใซใชใฃใใใๅฝผใฏใใใซใใฎใใจใไผใใฆใใใใฉใใใใ้ขๅฉใๅใๅบใใใจใใฆใใใ ใใใฏๆฌๅฝใชใฎใ ใใใใ ใฉใใใฆ้ขๅฉใชใใฆ่จใๅบใใฎ๏ผ ใใ่ณชๅใใใๆฐๆใกใงใใฃใฑใใ ใฃใใใๆๆ ขใใใ ใใฎ1ๅนด้ใๅฝผใซๅฏพใใฆๆชใใใจใใใ่ฆใใฏไธๅบฆใใชใใฎใซใ้ขๅฉใๅใๅบใใใใฎใชใใใใใฆ็็ฑใ็ฅใใใใ ๅฟใฏๅทใใๆใใใใๅฝผใฎไฝๆธฉใซๆใใ้้ฆใฏใใใฃใจๅผทใๅคซใฎไฝใๆฑใใใใใ ใใใใ่ชฐใใจ่ฉฑใใฆใใใฎใ่ใใใใใฉใไฝใ่ฉฑใใฆใใใใฏใใใใชใใฃใใๆฌๅฝใซ็ด ๆตใ ใฃใใใใพใใใใฎๅฃฐใ ใใ่จใใชใใใๅฝผใฎ่ไธญใซใญในใใใใ ใพใใใใ ใใฎๅผใณๆนใฏใไบไบบใ ใใฎใใฉใคใใผใใชๆใซไฝฟใ็นๅฅใชใใฎใ ใ ใใๅผใฐใใใใณใซใ้ ไนใฏใใใซๆ ็ฑ็ใซๅฟใใฆใใใใ ใใใใไปๅคใฏ้ใฃใใ้้ฆใฏๆผใๆปใใใฆใใพใฃใใ ใ็ฒใใใใจ้ ไนใ่จใฃใใ ้้ฆใฏ้กใ้ใใใๅคซใฎ็ซๆดพใช่ไธญใ่ฆใคใใชใใใ็ช็ถๆใใๆนงใไธใใฃใฆใใใใใ ใใๆฌฒใใใฃใฆ่จใฃใฆใใฎใ้ ไนใฏ็งใฎๅคซใงใใใ๏ผๅคซใจใใฆใฎ่ฒฌไปปใใกใใใจๆใใในใใใใชใใฎ๏ผใ ็ฒใใใจ่จใฃใฆใใใใใพใใไปใฎๅฅณใจๅฏใใใใงใฏใชใใ ใใใญ๏ผ ไปใใ็ขบ่ชใใชใใใฐ๏ผ ็ช็ถๅผทๆฐใซใชใฃใ้้ฆใซ้ฉใใใฎใใ้้ฆใฎๆใใใๆใไฝไธญใ้ใใจใ้ ไนใฎๆฏใฏใพใใพใ่ใใชใฃใฆใใฃใใ ไฝใฏๆญฃ็ดใชใใฎใงใใใฎ็ทใฏใใคใ้้ฆใฎ่ชๆใซๅผฑใใ ้ปใ็ณใฎไธญใซๆใ่ฒใใกใใใจๅ ใใ้ ไนใฏ้้ฆใฎ้กใใคใใฟใๅใๅฅชใฃใโฆ | LEARN_MORE | https://mmplm.com/market/goodnovel/1?lpid=14806&ut | ๅฅณใฎๅญใ่ชญใฟใใๅฐ่ชฌใๅคง็น้ | https://www.facebook.com/61559954921868/ | 116 | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | Learn More | 0 | mmplm.com | DCO | https://mmplm.com/market/goodnovel/1?lpid=14806&utm_campaign={{campaign.name}}&utm_content={{campaign.id}}&adset_name={{adset.name}}&adset_id={{adset.id}}&ad_id={{ad.id}}&ad_name={{ad.name}}&placement={{placement}} | 1969-12-31 18:00 | https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/465212100_897429978668628_9056086323662448835_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=104&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=G0qslt42x0IQ7kNvgHKnVKX&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=Amj_rlP9PZBI4_oM7iqREev&oh=00_AYA36IgmOsvJvx5y7jvZgp2GPph4CEkyJxqa2QXbrYhW0Q&oe=675ADDB9 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | 0 | ๅฅณใฎๅญใ่ชญใฟใใๅฐ่ชฌใๅคง็น้ | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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๐Attention! Do not read in public๏ผ๐ | "Carrisa Sinclair, you're the only woman I'll ever love in my life. I will never take a concubine!" Carissa Sinclair stared at the hypocritical man before her, his heartfelt promises still echoing in her ears. At the time of her husband's departure for battle, she used her dowry to support the household and care for her in-laws. In the end, however, she was met with betrayal; Barrett Warren used his military achievements to request the king's permission to take another legitimate wife, placing her on equal footing with him. She was the Marquis of Northwatch's daughter, and she herself was also highly skilled in martial arts. After her family was destroyed, she had no choice but to marry a good husband as her mother had wished, learning to be obedient and manage household affairs to put her mother at ease. But the man before her was no virtuous partner. Barrett's handsome face bore a hint of apology, yet his words were resolute, "Carissa, the king has issued a royal edict for this marriage. Aurora will be joining our household. There's no question about it." Despite feeling a mix of disgust and unwillingness, she still asked, "What about your parents? Do they agree?" "They do. It was a royal edict. Besides, Aurora is straightforward, cheerful, and lovable. She visited my mother a while ago." They agreed? Hah... How ironic! All her sincere efforts over the past year turned out to be feeding a dog. "Carissa, when I married you, I didn't understand love. I thought you were a suitable match for a wife until I met Rory." Talking about the woman he loved, his eyes softened and filled with deep affection. He turned back to Carissa and added, "She's unlike any woman I've ever met. I love her deeply. I hope you'll agree to this." Carissa curled her lips in a faint smile; beneath her seemingly teary eyes gleamed a sharp, fierce determination, "Invite General Yates over. I have a few things to ask her." "There's no need for that. Carissa, she's different from any woman you know. She's a general, and she's above the usual household squabbles. She wouldn't want to meet you," Barrett refused instantly. Carissa retorted, "What kind of women do I know? What kind of woman am I to you? Have you forgotten? I'm also the daughter of a noble family. My father and my six brothers died on the Southern Frontier three years ago-" "That's them," Barrett interrupted. "But you're a delicate woman suited for the comforts of home. Aurora has no respect for such women. She's straightforward and unrestrained. If she meets you, she might say things you won't like. Why put yourself through that?" As Carissa looked up, the striking beauty mark under the corner of her eye became more evident in the light. She calmly said, "It's fine. If she says anything unpleasant, I'll ignore it. Understanding the bigger picture and acting with dignity are essential virtues for any matriarch. Don't you trust me?" Barrett sighed in frustration. "Why put yourself through this? There was a royal edict for this marriage. Even when Aurora moves in, you'll be in separate wings. She won't compete with you for control of the household. She doesn't care about those things." "Do you really think I'm attached to managing this household?" Carissa countered. Running this mansion was no easy task. Just the monthly medicine for Barrett's mother cost dozens of silver coins. Then, there was food, clothing, and social obligationsโall these things required money. This household was practically a hollow shell. Over the past year, Carissa had used much of her dowry to keep things running. And this was her reward. "Enough, I won't argue with you. I just needed to inform you. Whether you agree or not changes nothing," said Barrett, his patience wearing thin. Carissa watched him leave in a huff, feeling even more the irony in her heart. "My lady, my lord was too much!" said Lulu, Carissa's maid, wiping her tears away. "Don't call him that!" Carissa gave her a stern look. "We never consummated the marriage. He's not your lord." "Help me get ready; we're going to the royal palace." "What do we need to go to the royal palace for... Oh! Are you asking the king to revoke the decree?" Lulu asked innocently, tilting her head. Carissa tapped her on the forehead. "Silly girl, is it worth it for us to continue wasting our youth on someone like that?" Lulu covered her forehead and exclaimed, "Then why are we going to the palace?" "Of course, to seek a decree for divorce." Barrett Warren could leverage his achievements to request a marriage from the king, and she, Carissa Sinclair, could also use the military merits of the Marquis' family of Northwatch to request an edict for an amicable divorce. Since her husband's heart no longer belongs to her, why should she cling on? As for the substantial dowry she had given over the years, there's no reason to let this heartless family benefit from it for free. She will reclaim every single cent. 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Read more FREE chapters๐ | This wasnโt the first time I received photos of Owen cheating on me. The blonde hair and slender build of the woman kissing him reminded me of my best friend Josie. Could it beโฆ? No, she would never do that to me! With trembling fingers, I dropped my phone. How could my husband cheat on me?! I thought I was the most important person in his life. After 7 horrible years at the orphanage, I was adopted by Owenโs family. I saved Owen's life when we were young. His family was so grateful that they took me in. How could Owen betray me after everything we went through?! We grew up together and were always inseparable. We fell in love and got married when we were 22 years old. I canโt believe that was almost 3 years ago now. But Owen had been acting very strange lately. These photos seemed to explain whyโฆ I had to confront him. โOwen?โ I called out. โOwen, where are you?โ He didn't answer. He must be upstairs. I walked up the stairs and heard him talking to his friend Simon on the phone. As I was about to knock on the door, I overheard: โNo, I donโt think I love her anymore.โ His words gave me icy chills. โYou should be happy, Simon. I know you like Noah. If we get a divorce, you can have her.โ Owen continued. โHe said...what?โ I couldnโt believe my ears and cried in my heart, โHow dare he talk about me like that? I wasn't just some object he could give away! โ Hearing Owenโs frivolous talk with his friend, I felt sick. I grew up with him and got married for so many years. But he recently acted like a stranger. Did he have a new love? Why did he treat me in such a cruel way?! I was almost to open the door to question him, but suddenly I hesitated, โQuestion him and then what? Do I want divorce? No, I donโt think so. Anyway, I have to calm down. At least I need to have a talk with him first. I need to know what happened to our marriage.โ So, I quietly made my way back downstairs. I tried to forget about what I heard by preparing dinner. As I was dishing up our pasta, the delightful scent of italian herbs drifted through the house. I heard Owen come downstairs. โJust in time for your dinner, hun!โ I said, trying to sound normal. But he was wearing his coat and gelled hair. He looked handsome as ever and ready to leave. I could smell his aftershave - my favorite smell in the world. โWhere are you going? Itโs getting late and dinner is ready.โ I said. โDinner with a client. Donโt wait for me.โ Owen replied and left without hesitation. I sat alone at the table, looking at the food Iโd carefully prepared for him. Tears were streaming down my cheeks. I listlessly turned the spaghetti round and round with my fork. I wasnโt hungry. After storing away the leftovers, I stared at the TV for a while. Nothing could get my mind off of Owen and whoever that blonde tramp was. I made my way to the bathroom. I washed my mascara stained face and looked at myself in the mirror. Why did he stop loving me? Am I not beautiful enough? Did I not do enough to make him happy? I gave my body a scrutinizing glance, suddenly seeing all the parts of me that werenโt perfect. My belly wasnโt as flat as it used to be. Maybe I shouldโve had my lips done, like my friend Josie. Mine always used to be fuller than hers. But now she had the plump, luscious lips of a model. After washing up, I went to bed. Dropping my face into my pillow, I felt miserable. I tried to fall asleep, but my mind kept wandering. Where was Owen? And with who? Will he even come home tonight? At 1 am, I finally heard the key turn in the front door. From all the stumbling I could hear Owen was very drunk. I swiftly made my way downstairs to help him to the bedroom. He started kissing me and said a blurry name. I tried to identify what it was. After he repeated it many times, I was shocked. It sounded like... โJoiseโ! โJosieโฆ? Were you with Josie?โ I asked with panic in my voice. I helped his heavy body into bed. He grunted some words I couldnโt understand. I couldnโt believe my husband cheated on me with my best friend. I cried and pleaded with him to see that it was me, not Josie. He pushed me away. As his head hit the pillow, he started snoring right away. Looking at my husband - completely drunk - I didnโt recognize the man I knew and loved. I tried to sleep next to him. But it felt like I was lying next to a stranger. I went downstairs and sat on the sofa all night, wide eyed, thinking about what happened between us. The next morning, Owen came downstairs after a shower. I wanted to ask him how he was feeling. He must be hungover. When I got up from the couch, I felt very weak and feverish. The sleepless night must've made me sick. โOwen, are you OK?โ I asked as I struggled to walk over to him. I really wanted to hug him. If only for a sense of comfort. He swept my arms away and told me to leave him alone. I was so weak and dizzy, his push made me fall. Owen was stunned for a moment. Then he said coldly, โIf youโre sick, go see a doctor.โ I scrambled up to my feet, and looked at him with a shocked expression. Suddenly, his phone rang. As he lifted it to his ear, the screen lit up. I could clearly see who was calling: โJosieโ. Chapter 2 - Hope Noah My heart sank when Owen picked up the phone. The screen clearly said โJosieโ. He answered: โHello? Yes, of course, sir. I can take a look at those documents for you.โ I couldn't believe Owen was lying to my face. He glanced at me, then quickly walked over to the kitchen. When he thought I couldn't hear him, his voice softened. He sounded so sweet. Although I couldnโt hear his words, the way he spoke to Josie reminded me of the beginning of our romance. Owen was still trying to hide his betrayal from me. He must have forgotten that he gave away his secret last night, when he called me Josie. Those pictures on my phone left no doubt. He was cheating on me, with my best friend. I leaned up against the wall. I felt weakened by my fever and this emotional rollercoaster. I stared at my husband as he came back inside the living room. He avoided my eyes. It felt as if he had become a stranger. In the past, he wouldโve never let me suffer like this. โIโll pick you up later.โ Owen said, ready to go. I grabbed his hand and begged him to stay with me. โPlease, donโt leave. I'm sick, Owen. I need to see a doctor. Iโm too weak to be all by myself.โ He was very impatient. He said he had some important business to deal with. I couldnโt help crying as I watched him leave. My husband and my best friend were betraying me, behind my back. I walked up the stairs slowly, carefully holding on to the railing. I was so weak and fragile. Bed rest was my best option right now. I really needed my husband to take care of me. When we got married, he vowed to me: โIn sickness and in health, in good times and badโ. This was definitely a bad time, and he was nowhere to be seen. When I woke up from my nap, I felt even worse. In my feverish haze, I reached for my phone and tried to call Owen. I opened my recent contacts and found that Owen had not had any calls with me these days at all. I had to open the contact list to look for him, but a few minutes later I dialed out with a headache and dizziness. Almost immediately I heard: โHello, Noah?โ The voice on the phone sounded very deep. I figured Owen got a cold after his late night out. โIโm so sick, Iโm so weak. I need to get to the hospital. Please, come back, pleaseโฆโ I pleaded, my voice weak and trembling. โIโll be right there.โ Said the voice on the phone and hung up right away. His voice sounded different from before. And his tone was a little urgent. Whatโs wrong? I didnโt have enough energy to think about it. At least he might still care about me. That comforted me a lot. Before long, there was a heavy knock on the door. Did Owen leave his key? I opened the door, expecting to look into Owen's gray eyes, but found Raymond's kind, hazel brown eyes instead. What was he doing here? Raymond was Owenโs uncle. He was only several years older, but very mature. He was tall, tanned and handsome. His chocolate brown hair matched his eyes. With his strong, square jaw and muscular body. I always thought Owen was one of the most attractive men I knew. It wasn't until Raymondโs appearance that I realized how dominant the handsome genes are in this family in terms of good looking. After living in Australia for most of his life, he had come back several years ago to take over his familyโs business. By now, he was the most successful CEO in the city. Although all women admired him, he remained single. โDoes Owen know youโre sick?โ Raymond said, looking concerned. โHow did you know I'm sick? Do I look that terrible?โ I asked, suddenly aware that I was only wearing my little nightgown, had no make-up on and had my hair up in a messy bun. Raymond smiled. โDon't worry, Noah. I got your call earlier.โ Oops, I must have pressed the number of โOwenโs Bossโ instead of โOwenโ. I apologized for the inconvenience. โYou are a member of our family, Noah. Itโs my duty to take care of you. And you are never an inconvenience to me.โ Raymond said as he took me by the arm to support me. He led me to his streamlined, dark gray Mercedes to drive me to the hospital. I sat down on the cream colored leather seat. His car smelled brand new. The seat was heated, which helped warm me up, but I was still shivering. Raymond took off his suede blazer and handed it to me. His simple act of kindness made me feel warm, inside and out. โThank you, Raymond. This means a lot to me.โ I said with a relieved sigh. โOf course, Noah. Whenever you need me, Iโll be there.โ He responded. He still had a slight Australian accent. He asked me what happened. I wouldnโt have shared my familyโs private problems with another man who I didnโt even know very well. But at that time, I was on the very edge of a breakdown. I really needed someone to talk to. Yet when I lost two of my closest persons on the same day, my husband and my best friend, who else could I talk to? โI donโt think Owen loves me as much as before. It seems that he has some secrets with another woman, who used to be my best girlfriend. I couldn't sleep all night. I think that's what caused my fever.โ I concluded. I was in tears again by the time I finished the story. โHow could they do this to you? You are the best thing that's ever happened to Owen. If he can't see that, he is an even bigger idiot than I thought!โ Raymond shouted out. His shocked, angry expression showed me how much he cared. โPlease, don't say a word about this to Owen. I haven't confronted him yet. I need to do this myself.โ I responded. We sat quietly for a while, his hand resting very close to my thigh. I felt so weak and miserable. But his presence helped. When seeing the private doctor, I tried to get out of the car but almost fell. Raymond flung an arm around me, just in time to catch me. I blushed as I looked up to him. My face was very close to his. His piercing eyes looked at me with an intensity I hadnโt seen before. I smelled something fresh. It might be his aftershave. I remembered Owen also used it, and I always told he that I love what he smelled. But I found Raymondโs aftershave smelled a little special. โRaymond? Noah? What are you doing?!โ I suddenly heard Owenโs angry voice. Chapter 3 - Truth Noah Raymond quickly let go of me as Owen approached us. Just before taking a step back. I stumbled over to my husband. I wanted to lean on him for support, but he didnโt seem to care about me at all. All I could read on his face was anger. I tried to be strong and stand by myself, shivering with fever. โSo, youโve got a new love, huh? I saw you flirting with my uncle!โ Owen spat his angry words at me. I turned pale. How could he say this to me? Especially after what he had done? I wasnโt the one who couldnโt be trusted! โOwen! How dare you talk to her like that! Itโs not our familyโs manner!โ Raymond berated him. He was fuming with rage at the injustice. He also knew about Owen's betrayal. Owen was a little timid when Raymond got angry. Although Raymond was only 31 years old, he had become a successful CEO. He had idolized Raymond when he was a child. And now, Raymond was also his boss. Owen had recently started working at his company. Raymondโs fists were clenched and his tense muscles were visible through his buttoned up shirt. He looked like he was about to hit Owen. I didnโt want them to fight over me, so I tried to calm them both down. โRaymond, itโs okay. Owen will take me in to see a doctor. Thank you for driving me here.โ I said gratefully. โPlease, donโt say anything about Josieโ, I tried to tell him mentally through the look in my eyes. He nodded slightly, as if he understood. He relaxed and his eyes softened when he looked at me. I turned back to my angry husband. I couldnโt detect any sign of trust in his eyes. I supposed he should be concerned about my health rather than the relationship between me and Raymond. โOwen, I can explain. I tried to call you, but I was so sick I accidentally dialed Raymondโs number. He brought me to see the doctor. You should be grateful to him. Without him I would still be miserable in bed, all alone.โ Owen grabbed me and said, โWell, I was just on my way to come and get you. Then I saw you get out of uncle Raymond's car and โfallโ right into his arms.โ He looked at Raymond with an arrogant smirk. โYou can go back to your important job now, uncle. Iโll look after my wife.โ Raymondโs eyes were cold, but he respected my wishes. He didn't object. After warning Owen that heโd better take good care of me, he got back in his car and drove off. Although I was glad I could lean on Owen, something didn't feel right. I realized I was still wearing his suede jacket. It was so soft and warm, protecting me from the cold autumn wind. When the doctor dealt with my fever, Owen didnโt want to speak to me, let alone look at me. He was engaging himself in typing on his phone. The doctor told me I shouldn't have waited much longer. My fever was so high I could have fainted. After getting examined and taking medicine for my fever, Owen drove me home. We sat next to each other in our car that held many memories. All our road trips and getaways together. Those times were over now. After an uncomfortable silence, I decided to address the elephant in the room. โOwenโฆ What is going on? Do you still love me? Do you still regard me as your wife?โ I asked. โSo what? Whose wife do you want to be?โ Owen hissed. I couldn't believe how horrible he was to me after what he had done. โI know you cheated on me, Owen.โ I uttered with pain in my voice. โYouโve been seeing Josie, right?โ Owen stopped the car with a jerk and pulled over. We sat in silence for a while as he processed my words. โWhat do you know, Noah?โ he pressed, looking me in the eyes at last. I finally confronted him about all the things that had been weighing heavily on my heart. I explained: โSomeone sent me photos of the two of you together. The first time, they didn't show your face. So I didnโt want to believe it. But in the ones I received yesterday, it was clearly you. All those nights, when you told me you had to leave town for business... You lied to me. You spent them at a hotel with another woman! Then, last night, you kissed me and called me Josie. And this morning, I saw it was her calling you. You pretended it was a client. โOwen, we have grown up together since we were kids. I always thought we knew each other the most and could trust each other. I canโt believe you would cheat me like that!โ I cried, โOwen, did you fall in love with another woman... Is she my best friend Josie?!โ His eyes showed a moment of doubt. Then, resolution. His mouth tightened as he clenched his jaw. Just when I thought he wouldnโt answer, Owen said: โItโs true. I love her. I love Josie.โ Chapter 4 - Hurt Noah I just couldn't accept it. I loved him so much. How could he cheat on me? โWhy, Owen? I thought we loved each other. I thought we would be together forever. Did I do something wrong?โ I cried. Owen didn't respond. He drove us home in silence. His cruelty was too much for me to bear. I stared at the raindrops on the window. I felt more depressed than ever. That afternoon, Owen left again. I tried having some food and a nap, hoping that would help me heal. But I just couldn't fall asleep until Owen came back home in the early evening. I had to talk to him. I got out of bed and met him at the top of the stairs. โOwen, we need to talk about what happened. You can't keep going out and avoiding me.โ He was obviously drunk again. All he said was, โI donโt have anything to say to you. I am moving out, Noah. I supposed our years of marriage is a mistake!โ I took his hands in mine and begged him to stay and try to work it out. But he shook off my hands and pushed me away. I was standing right on the edge of the staircase. His push made me lose balance, and I tumbled down the stairs. I managed to grab onto the railing so I didnโt fall all the way down. But my head hit the wall when I tried to break my fall. I felt my forehead was bleeding. It was so painful that I couldnโt get up. I thought Owen would help me, but only heard: โYou lost your footing. Itโs not my fault.โ There was a sudden knock on the door. Owen stumbled past me down the stairs. โRaymond? What are you doing here? Now is not a good time.โ โI came to ask you what is going on. You need to give me an explanation. You havenโt โฆ Noah?โ Raymond suddenly saw me sitting on the stairs behind Owen. He pushed Owen aside and ran over to me in alarm. Seeing my messy hair and injured forehead, he instantly knew what happened between us. He punched Owen in the face. โThis is how you treat your wife?! I donโt believe you. Donโt you see Noah is bleeding? Did you hurt her? What a disgusting thing you smelled! You drunk idiot!โ Raymond raged at his nephew. I didnโt even have time to explain. Raymond immediately wrapped me up in his suit jacket and took me to see the doctor. โTwice in one day? That must be a record.โ The doctor said wearily. I gave her a wry grin and answered, โNot by choiceโฆโ The doctor took care of my wounds. I needed a couple of stitches and had some pretty bad bruises, but I would be okay. Thankfully, I didn't break any bones. It was getting dark outside. The autumn breeze was busy blowing the leaves off the maple trees surrounding the hospital parking lot. Raymond and I made our way back to the car. Our feet rustled through the thick carpet of yellow, brown and scarlet red leaves. After my second - and hopefully last - doctor's visit of the day, we sat next to each other in silence. We were back in his beautiful Mercedes. I could get used to these comfortable, heated seats. I felt a bit embarrassed. Raymond kept on having to save me. At least this time, I was wearing clothes and make-up, and my brown hair was neatly tied in a long, wavy ponytail. โI donโt normally need so much help, you know.โ I broke the ice. โI happen to be a strong, independent woman most of the time.โ Raymond laughed heartily. โJokes aside, I'm really grateful for everything you've done for me.โ I continued. โWhy did you come over tonight, Raymond?โ โOwen hadnโt come to work at the company for days. And I wanted to speak to him about what happened this morning, with you. I tried to call him, but he never answered. I decided to come over. To see for myself what was wrong with him.โ Raymond explained. โI just canโt believe what he did to you!โ He continued. โIf he ever does anything like that again, please tell me. Iโll teach him a lesson.โ His stern face showed how much he meant it. I took a deep breath. He had a way of making me feel safe and secure. โThank you, Raymond. Iโm okay now. It was an accident. Owen didnโt push me off the stairs on purpose. He didnโt mean to hurt me.โ I explained. Raymond looked a little angry, but he still carefully drove me home. โGoodbye, Raymond. Thank you again, for everything.โ I said with feeling as he hugged me. โBye, Noah. Itโs been my pleasure. Please be safe. Call me if you need anything.โ He said. He gently patted me on my head as comfort as if I was a little girl and got back in his car. His simple actions made me feel warm. I thanked him and walked home. I entered the house. It was quiet and dark downstairs. I walked up to our room. When I opened our bedroom door, all I could see was Owen and Josie kissing on the bed. Chapter 5 - The Necklace Noah I couldnโt believe my eyes! While the hours I was leaving, my husband was screwing with my best friend in my room! Didnโt he remember I got hurt because of him?! How ridiculous! Even though I had seen Owen and Josieโs betrayal before in photos, witnessing it in real life was way worse. It felt like a million knives stabbed me in the chest. My heart shattered. โHow dare you cheat on me in our home! In our own bed, for Godโs sake!โ I cried out. They hadnโt heard me open the bedroom door over the romantic music that was playing. They turned around with shocked looks on their faces. If I wasnโt so devastated, it mightโve been funny. Owen's mouth had lipstick smears all over it, and Josieโs blonde hair was disheveled. They were both in their underwear. Clothes were spread out all over our bedroom floor. I tried to hold back my tears. I didn't want to show them my pain. My crying might come across as weakness. I demanded an explanation. โI donโt believe this. Owen! Did you forget I am your wife?! Josie, why did you betray me too?! I treat you as my best friend. How dare you take my husband away from me!โ I insisted. Josie hid away in Owenโs arms. Owen comforted her gently, then snapped at me: โYouโve already seen us together anyway, haven't you, Noah?โ โI am done with you.โ He continued. โOur whole relationship was based on a lie. Josie shouldโve been with me all along!โ I didnโt understand. โWhat are you talking about, Owen?โ He held up a delicate golden necklace with a tear shaped ruby that had been resting on Josieโs collarbone. โRemember this, Noah? The truth has finally come out. It was Josie who saved my life all those years ago, not you. You pretended that it was you in front of my parents. Youโve made her suffer long enough!โ I was shocked. Why did Josie have my necklace? I couldn't believe her betrayal. I tried to explain to Owen that I lost that necklace before I was adopted by his family. I told him I would never lie to him. Especially about something so important. But Owen didnโt believe me. โJosie,โ I cried. โHow could you do this to me? Why would you steal my necklace? You know how much it means to me! Weโve been best friends since the orphanage, havenโt we? Does that mean nothing to you?โ โNoah, you know this necklace has always belonged to me. I was the one who saved Owen. But you stole my life to be adopted,โJosie played innocent with me, โI should have been the one who grew up with Owen! I see you as my sister, so I never attempted to reveal your lie until Owen found this necklace in my old jewelry box several months ago.โ This convinced Owen even more that I had been bullying her. He wrapped his arms around her. Over his shoulder, when he couldnโt see, Josie gave me a quick, mean smirk. I knew Josie had a mean side. She always had, even when we were kids. But so far, she had only taken it out on her boyfriends and whoever got on her bad side, not on me. I never thought she might treat me in such a mean way! I had searched everywhere but couldn't find my necklace. It turned out that she was the thief who was always around me. How could she tell such outrageous lies as if it were natural๏ผ I left the bedroom, rushed downstairs and broke down on the couch. Oh, what a nightmare! How could I make Owen see the truth? A little later, Owen and Josie came downstairs, all dressed up again. Josie was wearing her Prada pumps and the sleek, mint green dress I gifted her for her birthday. It accentuated her long legs and slender silhouette. I had to admit, she looked beautiful. I used to dress in a simple way such as simple jeans, white blouse and sneakers. Maybe I looked less attractive compared to Josie. Owen had an arm around Josieโs waist and warned me, โYouโd better stay out of our life from now on. Iโll move to another villa with Josie.โ I couldn't believe it. After 3 years of marriage, he trusted her story over mine. And now he wanted nothing to do with me. We used to be happily married. Our whole lives, ever since I saved him, we had been so close. We used to laugh together, cry together, play pranks on each otherโฆ But now, everything changed, simply because of a necklace. In fact, โnecklaceโ is just an excuse for his betrayal. I didnโt believe our years of affection couldnโt prove my heart. โNoah, my life was ruined by you. You owe me that.โ Josie said. โOne day youโll both regret this. I didnโt do anything wrong.โ I sobbed. As they walked out, I faintly heard Owen reply: โItโs my fault. I should have found you earlier, or you wouldnโt have suffered so much.โ I could only guess at his last insult as the door closed behind them. I zoned out in front of the TV and poured myself some of Owenโs whisky. The past couple of days had been the worst of my life ever since I lost my parents. My body and mind had been through so much. I felt numb. I must have fallen asleep on the couch. The sudden loud jingle of my phone ringing woke me up. The bright midmorning sun was shining in through the large windows. Looks like I slept in late. Disoriented, I picked up my phone and saw it was Owen calling. I accepted the call and brought the phone to my ear. Before I could say a word, I heard Owenโs angry shouting: โHow dare you do this to Josie! Those guys you hired? You must pay for what you have done!โ Chapter 6 - Choice Noah โWhat?! What guys? I just woke up, Owen. I have no idea what youโre talking about.โ I replied to the angry voice on the phone. โMore lies! I canโt believe you, Noah. You're despicable!โ Owen shouted. He was so loud, I had to move the phone away from my ear. โOwen, please calm down. All I remember is you leaving with Josie last night. I fell asleep on the couch. What happened?โ โJosie is in the hospital because of you. I demand that you come here right now and apologize to her!โ He ended the call before I could reply. What was this about? Would my life ever go back to normal? I decided to find out what was going on. My fever was over. Although my head still hurt, the wound was healing rapidly. I took a refreshing shower and got into a pencil skirt and light blue blouse. I combed my hair and decided to wear it in natural loose waves today. After a quick breakfast, I slipped into my high heels and coat, and made my way to my car. It was a crisp sunny day. I arrived at the hospital. At least it wasn't me who needed to see the doctor this time. โOh, itโs our โold friendโ.โ The nurse said jokingly. I smiled as she directed me to Josieโs room. As soon as I knocked on the door, Owen opened it with an enraged look on his face. โFinally! That took you long enough.โ He whispered angrily. โJosie is sleeping.โ He came out and gently closed the door behind him. We walked towards the chairs in the hallway. โI have no idea what happened, Owen.โ I said honestly. โCan you please tell me what is going on? Some guys attacked her?โ โAre you still pretending you weren't behind this? You are unbelievable.โ He shook his head, then continued. โJosie was attacked by some hooligans this morning, on her way to work. She shouted out and fainted from fear. Thankfully, a police officer was nearby. He heard her scream. She has a heavy concussion from the fall. She'll have to stay here a few days to recover.โ โWhat? That's horrible!โ I replied in shock. Although I was angry with Josie, I wouldn't wish this on anyone. โStop your act now, Noah. Those guys were arrested. They told the police someone paid them to kidnap Josie, because she broke up a marriage.โ No wonder he doubted me. But I couldnโt believe the trust between us was so fragile. โWould you believe me if I swore to you it wasn't me?โ I asked with a last glimmer of hope. His reply made it clear to me that there was no hope left for us: โNever again will I believe a single word you say, Noah.โ I refused to apologize. I didn't have anything to do with this. If anyone needed to stand out and make an apology, it was them for what they had done to me๏ผ On my way out, I contacted a friend who had lots of connections all over the city. I asked her to investigate the situation. I also called the office on my way home, to let them know I was still recovering from my fever and head wound. My boss was understanding. She told me to take as long as I needed. In the evening, Owen came home just as I was about to have dinner. โI didnโt prepare your dinner. I guess you would have dinner with Josie?โ I said plainly. I didnโt know why he came back at this time, but I didnโt care about it anymore. He ignored my words and said, โYou still donโt want to apologize, right? You have two choices, Noah. Apologize and make amends with Josie, or divorce me and get out of this house!โ โJosie is the one who betrayed us both. She lied to you, Owen. She stole my necklace. She is the one who should apologize!โ I argued. Owen burst out in rage and slapped me in the face. I stared at him in disbelief. I was totally disappointed. Over the past few days he had hit me, pushed me, cheated on me. He had hurt me in every way. I made up my mind. โI choose divorce.โ I said coldly. โGood. My lawyer will contact you in the next morning,โOwen said ruthlessly with a wicked smile, โOh, Iโve prepared another โsurpriseโ for you. 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๐Attention! Do not read in public๏ผ๐ | "Carissa, the king has issued a decree allowing Aurora to marry into our general's house. I hope you can accept and respect this fact." The person who said this is Carissa Sinclair's husband, Barrett Warren. A year ago, on the night of their wedding, Barrett set out to lead his army into battle. Now, after finally returning victorious, he brings Carissa this kind of "good news." Carissa's eyes clouded with confusion. "The queen dowager has said that General Yates is a model for all women in the kingdom. Would she be willing to be a concubine?" Barrett's eyes flashed with a hint of annoyance. "No, she won't be a concubine. She'll be my legal wife and equal to you." Carissa smiled mockingly. "Equal to me, huh? Do you remember what you said to me before you left for war?" On the wedding night a year ago, he personally lifted Carissa's veil and promised affectionately: "Carrisa Sinclair, you're the only woman I'll ever love in my life. I will never take a concubine!" Feeling awkward, Barrett turned away. "Forget what I said. When I married you, I didn't understand love. I thought you were a suitable match for a wife until I met Rory." Talking about the woman he loved, his eyes softened and filled with deep affection. He turned back to Carissa and added, "She's unlike any woman I've ever met. I love her deeply. I hope you'll agree to this." Carissa felt a lump in her throat. Despite feeling a mix of disgust and unwillingness, she still asked, "What about your parents? Do they agree?" "They do. It was a royal edict. Besides, Aurora is straightforward, cheerful, and lovable. She visited my mother a while ago." They agreed? Hah... How ironic! When Barrett left, the general's mansion had already fallen into decline. All the expenses were supported by the dowry Carissa had brought. Barrett's mother, Rebecca, was suffering from a strange illness, and she had invited a reclusive divine doctor to treat her. Each month, dozens of silver coins were spent on exorbitant medical fees, not to mention Carissa's constant care by Rebecca's bedside. In the end, she got such a reward. So, the kindness that this family shows is merely because they are relying on Carissa's dowry. If Barrett's betrayal was like a sharp sword, then Rebecca's hypocrisy was like thousands of silver needles, piercing deeply into Carissa's heart. Carissa pressed her lips into a thin line as she blinked away the tears in her eyes and sharpened her gaze. "Invite General Yates over. I have a few things to ask her." "There's no need for that. Carissa, she's different from any woman you know. She's a general, and she's above the usual household squabbles. She wouldn't want to meet you," Barrett refused instantly. Carissa retorted, "What kind of women do I know? What kind of woman am I to you? Have you forgotten? I'm also the daughter of a noble family. My father and my six brothers died on the Southern Frontier three years ago-" "That's them," Barrett interrupted. "But you're a delicate woman suited for the comforts of home. Aurora has no respect for such women. She's straightforward and unrestrained. If she meets you, she might say things you won't like. Why put yourself through that?" As Carissa looked up, the striking beauty mark under the corner of her eye became more evident in the light. She calmly said, "It's fine. If she says anything unpleasant, I'll ignore it. Understanding the bigger picture and acting with dignity are essential virtues for any matriarch. Don't you trust me?" "Never mind. I don't want to argue with you. I just needed to inform you. Whether you agree or not changes nothing,"said Barrett, his patience wearing thin. As Carissa watched him leave in a huff, she felt even more bitter. "My lady, my lord was too much!" said Lulu, Carissa's maid, wiping her tears away. "Don't call him that!" Carissa gave her a stern look. "We never consummated the marriage. He's not your lord. Go fetch my dowry list." "Why the dowry list?" Lulu asked, puzzled. Carissa tapped her on the forehead. "Silly girl, why would we stay in this house any longer?" Lulu held her forehead and gasped. "But your mother arranged this marriage, and your father wanted you to marry and have children." Tears finally welled up in Carissa's eyes at the mention of her parents. Carissa actually came from a family of warriors, and she had been training in martial arts since she was young, showing great talent. However, when she was 15, her father and several brothers died on the battlefield. Since then, her usually open-minded mother advised Carissa to hide her skills and, like other noble girls, find a husband to live a stable life. But now it seems she has betrayed her mother's expectations. Lulu brought over the dowry list and explained, "This year alone, you've spent over six thousand silver coins to support the household. However, the shops, houses, and estates remain untouched. All the bank savings, along with the property deeds and land titles your mother left, are locked up in the chest." Carissa glanced at the list, narrowed her eyes, and sneered, "No wonder they covet my dowry so much." The dowry her mother provided was quite substantial; she hadn't paid much attention to it before. Now she realized how much effort her mother had put in for her. "Then, my lady, what shall we do now?" Carissa's eyes grew cold. "I could confront the king and use my family's achievements to force him to reverse his edict. If he refuses, I'll kill myself in protest." Lulu was terrified and immediately protested, "My lady, you can't!" Carissa's expression softened, and a sly smile appeared on her face. "Do you think I'm that foolish? If I manage to reach the king, I'll only request an edict for an amicable divorce." Barrett was able to marry Aurora because of a royal edict. So, Carissa should also be issued an official edict to leave. She shouldn't have to sneak away like she was being cast out. In addition, the law states that if a woman is divorced, her husband has the right to keep all her dowry. Right now, Barrett doesn't dare to divorce her, mindful of his reputation, but who knows what will happen in the future? Carissa no longer wanted to believe in this hypocritical man, nor did she want to live under the same roof with him. She once hoped to build a life with Barrett, so naturally she would not be stingy with her dowry. However, circumstances had changed. 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ๆๅคฉๅฅนๆๅจ็้ๅฅๆฟๅญไน่ฆ่ขซๆฅๅฐ๏ผๅฅนๆฏไพๅๆๅพ็่กๆ็๏ผๅปๆญฃๅฅฝ่ขซ้ฃไบๅๆฟๆไบ่ก่นค๏ผๅฑ ็ถ่ฆไนๆฉๅฐๅฅน่ณฃ็ตฆ้ๅฐ่ฟไบๅๆญฒ็ๆญป่ฅ่ฑฌ็ท๏ผ ็พๅ่ฆช้ข๏ผๅฅนๅพนๅบไธ็กๆๆไบ๏ผ ้ๅค๏ผ้ฃๆญป่ฅ่ฑฌ็ท็ไธ่็ ฉ็่ฒ้ณๅๆฌกๅณไพ๏ผโ่ๅญๅฏๆฒ่ๅฟ้ชไฝ ็ฉๅฐๅ ๅญไนไน็้้้ๆฒ๏ผๅป๏ผ่ฎไบบๆ้ฐๅ้ไธไพ๏ผโ ไปๆ้ฐๅ๏ผ ๅญฃ้ๅธ็็ถ็ฝไบ่๏ผไธๆฆ้่ขซ็ ด้๏ผ็ตๅฑๅฏๆณ่็ฅใ ๅฐๆๅๅฐฑ็ฎๆฏ่ขซไพต็ฏ่ดๆญป้ฝๆฒไบบๆไพๆฟๅฅนๆถๅฑ๏ผ ้๏ผ ๅญฃ้ๅธ่ ฆๆตท่ฃกๅชๅฉไธ้ไธๅๅฟต้ ญใ ่บซๅพ็ชๆถๅคง้๏ผ็้ขจ่ฃนๆพ่ๆด้จๅ ฅไพต๏ผๆบผ้็็ช็ฐพ็ฟป้ฃ๏ผๅคฉ้้ป่็่๏ผ้ท่ฒ่ฝ้ณดใ ๅฅนๅซ่ๆทไธๅฌ็๏ผ็ๅฐ่กๅฐไบ็ชๅใ ไบๆจ่ๅทฒ๏ผๆไธๆญป๏ผ ็ธฑ่บซไธ่บโโ ๅจๅคง่ ฆ้ฝๅฃๆ นๆฒๅๆ้ไพไนๅ๏ผไบบๅทฒ็ถๆปพ่ฝๅจไบๅฐ้ข่ๅชไธ๏ผๆธพ่บซๆบผ้ๆฒพ่ๆฑๆณฅใ โๅถ๏ผโ่ชชไธๅบๅฐๅบๆฏๅช็ผ๏ผ็ธฝไน้่บซ้ฝๅๆฏ่ฆๆๆฃๆถไธ่ฌใ โไบบๅข๏ผโโ็ฟป็ช่ทไบ๏ผโ่ฒ้ณๅพไบๆจๅณไพใ ๅญฃ้ๅธ็ซๅป่กไบ็ฌ่ตทไพ๏ผ้ๅฝๆ่ ไธๆฟ็ด ็้ฃๅ่ฎๅฅน็็ผๅบ็ก่ๅซๆฏ็ๆฝๅใ ้๏ผๅฟซ้๏ผๅฟซ้ๅ๏ผ ๅฅน่ถ่ๅค่ฒๅๆด้จ็ๆฉ่๏ผๅฐฑ้ๆจฃ็็่กๅบไบ็ๆจๅข็็ๅพ้ข๏ผๅพ่ทฏๅฃๅฅ่ท่ๅปใ ่ๆญคๅๆ๏ผ้ฆฌ่ทฏ็ก้ ญไธ่ผ้ป่ฒ็ด ๆ้ฃ้ฆณ่ไพ๏ผ่ป็ๅฐ็ฉฟ้จๅน๏ผ็ งๅจไบ็ช็ถๅบ็พ๏ผ่ฉฆๅๆฉซ็ฉฟ้ฆฌ่ทฏ็้ปๅฝฑ่บซไธ๏ผ โๆๅป๏ผโๅธๆฉๆฒๅฟไฝ็ไบไธ่ฒ็ฒๅฃ๏ผ็่ธฉๅ่ป็ๅๆ็ๆๆนๅ็คใ ๅพๅบง่กฃ่กซ่็ฉถ็ๆฏๆ็ทไบบ็ไธๅ้ฒ่ขซๅทจๅคง็ๆ ฃๆงๆๆพๆ๏ผไธ่ ฆ่ขๆๅจไบๅๅบง้ ่ไธใ โ็ ฐโไธ่ฒๆถ้ฟใ ๅธๆฉ้ ๆ้ญ้ฃ้ญๆฃ๏ผโๅธๅธโฆโฆๅธ้ทๅ ็๏ผไฝ ๆฒไบๅง๏ผ๏ผโ ็ทไบบ้ป่่๏ผโไฝ ๆ่ฉฒๅๅ่ขซไฝ ๆ็ไบบๆๆฒๆไบใโ่ชชๅฎ๏ผไปๆจ้ไธ่ปๆฅ็ใ ้ป่ฒๅ้ข่ขซๆด้จๆฒๅท๏ผ็ทไบบ่ ณ่ธฉไธ้้ซๅฎ็ฎ้๏ผ่ธ่ๆฑๆฐดไพๅฐๆๅๅจๅฐ็ๅฅณไบบ้ขๅใ ๅธๆฉๅญๅช่่๏ผโๆๆๆ่ธฉๅ่ปไบ๏ผๅฅฝๅๆฒๆๅฐๅฅนๅ๏ผโ โไธๆฏไฝ ๆ็ใโ็ทไบบไธ็ผ็ๅบ็ซฏๅช๏ผๅท็ฌไบ่ฒ๏ผโ็ขฐ็ท๏ผ่ฝๅญๅๅคงใโ ่ชชๅฎ๏ผไปๅทๆผ ๆถๅ็ฎๅ ๏ผ่ฝ่บซๅฐฑ่ตฐใ โ็ญ็ญโฆโฆโๅๅ้โๆ่ฟทโไธ้็ๅฅณไบบ็ช็ถๅบ่ฒ๏ผไผธๅบไธ้ป้ซๅ ฎๅ ฎ็ๆ๏ผ้ฃๅฟซๅฐๆฝไฝไบ็ทไบบๅช่ฃๅฉ่ฝไนพๆทจ็่คฒ่ ณ๏ผๆฌ่ตท่่ๅผฑ้๏ผโๅฅ่ตฐ๏ผไปๅๅจ่ฟฝๆ๏ผๆฑไฝ ๆใๆๆโฆโฆโ ้ๅ่ฒ้ณโฆโฆ ็ทไบบ่ ณๆญฅไธ้ ๏ผๅ้้ ญไพ๏ผๆผ้ป็็ธๅญๅฑ ้ซ่จไธ็ๆธ ไบ่ป็ไธ้ฃๅผตๆฒพ่ๆณฅๅ็่๏ผ็ณๅญ้ฉ็ธฎใ โ้ใ้ไธๆฏๅญซๅฐ็บ็ๆชๅฉๅฆปๅ๏ผๆฏๅธ้ทๅ ็ๆจ็ไพๅชณๅฉฆๅ๏ผโๅธๆฉ็ๅ ้ฉๅซใ โๅต๏ผโ็ทไบบ่ช่ชฟๅฒ่ซท๏ผโๆไพๅชณๅฉฆ๏ผโ ไปๅๅจ่ชชไปใไป้บผโฆโฆไป้บผๅธ้ทๅชณๅฉฆ็โฆโฆ ๅญฃ้ๅธ็ผๅ็ทไบบ็่ๆฉๅฐฑๅไฝ้ๅฝฑ๏ผ่ณ้ไธ็ๅกๅก๏ผ้ๅฐ้่ฃกๅทฒ็ถ่็กไบๅฅนๆๆ็ๅๆฐฃ๏ผๅฐๆๅพไนๅช่ฝๅ จๆๆฌ่ฝ็ๆญปๆญปๆ่้ฃๅกไธ็ตฒไธ็ท้ฝๆ่ฒด่ณๆฅต็โๆๅฝ็จป่โไธๆพใ ็ทไบบไผผไน่นฒไธไบ่บซ๏ผไฝๅญฃ้ๅธๅทฒ็ถๅพนๅบๆฏๆไธไฝ๏ผๆๅฅไบ้ๅปใ ็ฌฌ2็ซ ็งไบบ้ซ็ ๅ้ไพๆฏๅจ้็็ๆฟ้๏ผ็ชๅคๆฏ็ซ็ฎ็็ฝๆใ ๅบ้็ฉฟ่็ฝๅคง่ค็้ซ็ๆญฃๅจๆถๆพๅทฅๅ ท๏ผ่ฆๅญฃ้ๅธ็็ผ๏ผ็ซๅป้ซๅผ๏ผโๅ ็๏ผไบบ้ไบ๏ผโ ็ทไบบๅพๅฟซๆจ้้ฒไพ๏ผๅฐไธไบๅบไธๅฅณไบบไธ้่ฟท่ซๅ้ฉ็ๅฐ้นฟ่ฌ็็ผ๏ผ็ผๅบๆฏๆทฑๅป็้ฒๅๅๆๆผใ ไป่ตฐ่ฟๅบ้๏ผโ้ไบ๏ผ็้ไบๅ๏ผโ ๅฐๅฐๅทๅท๏ผๆ้ป็ๆ็่ฒ้ณ๏ผๆด็ๆ็ๆฏ้ฃๅผต้ข็ก่กจๆ ็่ใ โโฆโฆ่จฑๅ ็๏ผโๅญฃ้ๅธ่ชๅบไบบ๏ผ็ชๅคง็ผ็๏ผโๆ้บผๆฏไฝ ๏ผโ ้ๅ็ทไบบๅฅน่ช่ญ๏ผๆฏๅฅน็ๆฃ่ ใ ๅญฃ้ๅธๅคงๅญธไธ็ขๆฅญๅฐฑๅ ฅ่ทไบไบฌๅธ็ฌฌไธไบบๆฐ้ซ้ขๅฟๅ ง็ง๏ผ่จฑ็ๅปทๆฏๅฅนๆฅๆ็็ฌฌไธๅ็ ไบบใ ไฝ็ฅๅฅ็ๆฏ๏ผ่จฑ็ๅปทๆฃๆ็ไธฆ้ๆฏไปปไฝๅฟ่้ก็พ็ ๏ผ่ๆฏๆ่ฉฒๆญธๅฑฌ็บ็ฒพ็ฅ็ง็็ก็ ้็คใ ไปๆฃๆๅด้ๅคฑ็ ็๏ผๅ ฅ็กๅฐ้ฃ๏ผๆพๆ้้ท้ไธๅๆๆชๅ้็ผ๏ผๆๅพๆๅฅๅจ่พฆๅ ฌๅฎค็่จ้๏ผไป็ไธไธไฝๅฟ็้ซ็ๅฐไปๆๆ็กๆช๏ผๅฏๆฉ็ทฃๅทงๅไธ๏ผๅป็ผ็พ่จฑ็ๅปทๅฐๅญฃ้ๅธ็่ฒ้ณๆ็นๆฎๅๆ๏ผ่ฝไพ้ ๅฅน็่ฒ้ณ็ก่๏ผ ๆผๆฏไปไพฟ่ขซ่ฝๅฐไบๅญฃ้ๅธๅไธ๏ผๆ็บไบไธๅโ็นๆฎโ็ ไบบใ ้ๆฎตๆ้็่ฎๆ ่ฎๅญฃ้ๅธๅ่บซไน่ก๏ผ้ซ้ข้ฃ้ไธๅพๅทฒ่ซไบ้ทๅ๏ผๅๆฏ่จฑไน ๆฒๆ็บ่จฑ็ๅปทๅฌ็ ไบใ ๅญฃ้ๅธ็่็ทไบบ้ฃๅผต้ๅ่ฑไฟ็่๏ผ้ซๆบ็้ผปๆจๅจ่้ ฐ่ฝไธ้ฐๅฝฑ๏ผๅดๅๅ่้กฏๅพไธ่ฟไบบๆ ๏ผไธ้ๅท้ๅจๅด็้ทน็ธๅบไธ๏ผๅปๆ่ๅ ฉๅ็ ้ขจๆฏ็้ป็ผๅใ ็ผ็่ฃกไนๆไธๅฐ็ด ่ก็ตฒ๏ผ้กฏ็ถๆฏๅคชไน ๆฒ่ฝไผๆฏ๏ผ็ฒพ็ฅ้ซๅบฆ็ท็น้ ๆ็ใ โ่ฌ่ฌ่จฑๅ ็ๆไบๆใโๅญฃ้ๅธๅ่ตท่บซ๏ผๅฐ่่ๅผฑ่ผ็ฝใ ๅๆณ่ตทๆๅๅ็ไธๅ๏ผๅฅนๆฒๆณๅฐ่ฑๅบๆงๅฝ็ไธๆฌกโ็ขฐ็ทโ๏ผๅฑ ็ถๆญฃๅฅฝ็ขฐๅฐไบ็ไบบ่บซไธ๏ผ ไธๅนธไธญ็่ฌๅนธใ โไธๅฎขๆฐฃ๏ผๆไนๅพๆ ถๅนธๆฒๆ่ไธไธๆขไบบๅฝใโ่จฑ็ๅปท็ขบ่ชๅฅนๅทฒ็ถ้็ๅพ๏ผไพฟ่ฎ้ซ็้ข้ไบ๏ผ่ชๅทฑๅ้ ๅขๅๅจไบ้ซ็็ไฝ็ฝฎไธใ โๆฑๆญโฆโฆโๅญฃ้ๅธ็พๆงๅ็ผ๏ผโๆไธๅพไธ้ฃๆจฃใโ ๅฅนๅฐทๅฐฌ็้ๆ็ต่่กฃ่ง๏ผๅป็ช็ถๆ่ญๅฐ่ชๅทฑ่บซไธ็่กฃๆๅทฒ็ถๆไบใ ไนๆฏ๏ผๆธพ่บซๆบผไนไน้ซๅ ฎๅ ฎ็๏ผๆ้บผไธๅบ๏ผ ๅฏๆฏ่ชฐ็ตฆๅฅนๆ็๏ผไธๆๆฏโฆโฆ โๆจๆๆฏ่ฎไฟๅง็ตฆไฝ ๆด็ๆพก๏ผๆไบ่กฃๆใโ่จฑ็ๅปท่ฆๅฅนๅๅๅฐ็ฏ่่กฃๆๅบ็ฅ๏ผ่้่ถไพ่ถ็ด ๏ผๅฐฑ็ๅฐไบๅฅนๅจๆณไป้บผใ โ่ฌใ่ฌ่ฌใโ่ขซ็็ฉฟๅฟ่ฃกๆๆณ๏ผๅญฃ้ๅธๆด็พๆฅไบใ ๅฅฝๅจ่จฑ็ๅปทๆฒๅ็นผ็บ่จ่ผ๏ผ่ๆฏ็ช็ถๆ่ตทๅฆไธไปถไบ๏ผโไฝ ๆฏไธๆ็ฎๅ้ซ้ขไบๅ๏ผโ โ็ญๆ้ๅ งๆๅฏ่ฝ็ขบๅฏฆๅไธๅปไบใโๅฅนๅฏฆ่ฉฑๅฏฆ่ชชใ ้ซ้ข็ๅทฅไฝ้่ฆ่ฑ่ฒปๅคง้ๆ้ๅๅ จ้จ็ฒพๅ๏ผไฝๅทฅ่ณๅฐๆผ็พๅจ็ๅฅนไพ่ชชๅปๆฏๆฏๆฐด่ป่ช๏ผๅๅ ไธ็ถ่ฆช็ๅคๅฑ้ๆชๆดๅท๏ผๅญฃ้ๅธไธ่ฝๆๆ้ๅ จ้จไบคไปฃๅจ้ฃ่ฃกใ ่จฑ็ๅปท็่กจๆ ๆดๅทไบ๏ผโ้ฃไฝ ็็ ไบบๆ้บผ่พฆ๏ผๅ้่ๅปข๏ผๅญฃ้ซ็ๆชๅ ๅคชไธ่ฒ ่ฒฌใโ ไป้บผ็ ไบบ๏ผไปๅๆๅฐฑๆฏๅจ่ชชไป่ชๅทฑ๏ผ ๅญฃ้ๅธไฝไธ้ ญ๏ผโๅฆๆ่จฑๅ ็้่ฆๅฌ็ ็่ฉฑ๏ผๅฏไปฅ้จๆ่ฏ็นซๆ๏ผ่ฝไพๆไธๅฎไพใโ ไน็ฎๆฏๅ ฑ็ญไป้ๆฌก็ๆๅฝไนๆฉไบใ โๆฏๅ๏ผๅฏไฝ ็้ป่ฉฑๆไธ้๏ผๆถๆฏไนไธ็ดๆช่ฎใโ ๅญฃ้ๅธไธๆฃ๏ผๆณ่ตทไบไป้บผ๏ผๅฐทๅฐฌ้๏ผโๆฑๆญ๏ผๆ็ๆๆฉไธไน ๅๅฃไบโฆโฆโ่ขซ้ฃ็พค่ฟฝๅต็็ ธไบ๏ผ้ๆฒไพๅพๅ่ฒทๆฐ็ใ ่จฑ็ๅปท็บไบ็บ็๏ผ้กฏ็ถไนๆณๅฐไบ็พไธๅญฃ้ๅธ็็ผ็ฝ๏ผไปๆฒๆๅคๅ๏ผๅชๆฏๅซไบไบบ้ฒไพๅฉๅไบไป้บผ๏ผๅพๅฟซ้ฃไบบๅบๅปๅ้ฒไพ๏ผๆ่ฃกๅคไบไธ้จๆๆฉใ ่จฑ็ๅปทๆๆๆฉไบค็ตฆๅญฃ้ๅธ๏ผโไปฅๅพ็จ้ๅ่ฏ็นซใโ โๅ๏ผโๆ้บผ่ฝๅนณ็ฝ็กๆ ๆฟไบบๅฎถๆฑ่ฅฟ๏ผๅญฃ้ๅธ็ฌฌไธๅๆๆฏๆ็ตใ ๅป่ขซ่จฑ็ๅปทๅถๆญข๏ผโๅ ๅฅๆฅ่ๆ็ต๏ผๆ้ๆไธไปฝๅ็ด่ฆๅไฝ ๅ่ญฐใโ โไป้บผๅ็ด๏ผโ โ้ฆๅ ๏ผๆ้กๆๆฏๆๆฏไปไฝ ไบๅ่ฌใโ ไป้บผ๏ผ ๅญฃ้ๅธ็ๅคง็ผ็็ไป๏ผไธ่้้ฉใ ้จๅณๅฅนๆ่ญๅฐไป้บผ๏ผ้ฉๅฐๆฏ้่ขซๅญๅฐ่ชๅทฑ่ฃน็ท๏ผๅช้ฒๅบไธ้่ญฆๆ็็ผ็ใ ๆถๆถ็่ฒ้ณ้่ๆฃ่ขซๅณไพ๏ผโ่จฑๅ ็๏ผๆไธ่ณฃ่บซ็ใโ ็่ไปๆญฃๆดพ็็็ผๅๆฅๆฅ็่กฃๅ ๏ผๅญฃ้ๅธๅฟ้๏ผๆฒๆณๅฐไนๅชๆฏๅไบบๆจก็ๆจฃ็็ทไบบใ ่จฑ็ๅปทๆฒ้ปไบๆๅ ๏ผ็ช็ถ่ซๅ็ฌไบไธ๏ผโๆฏๅ๏ผๅ ้ขไนไธๅฏไปฅๅ๏ผๅช้่ฆๆฏๆโฆโฆโ ไผด้จ่ไป่ถไพ่ถ้ฒ้ชจ็็ผ่จ๏ผๅญฃ้ๅธ็ธๆฏไธ่ฌ๏ผโ็ถ็ถไธๅฏไปฅ๏ผโ โๅช้่ฆๆฏๆ็ตฆๆๅฌ็ ใโ็ทไบบๅพๅพ่ฃๅ ๅฎๆดใ ๅญฃ้ๅธๅตไฝใ โๅญฃ้ซ็ๆณๅฐๅช่ฃกๅปไบ๏ผโ่จฑ็ๅปท็่ๅฅน็พๆฅ็็ผ๏ผ่ชๆฐฃๆถๆ๏ผโๆๅชๆฏๆณ่่ซไฝ ๅๆ็็งไบบ้ซ็่ๅทฒ๏ผ็ข็ซไฝ ๆฏ้ๅไธ็ไธๅฏไธ่ฝ่ฎๆ็ก่็ไบบใโ ็ฐฝๅๅ็ๆๅ๏ผๅญฃ้ๅธ็่้ๅ ็บๅฐทๅฐฌ็ผ่็ด ใ ไฝๅๆๅฅนไนๆๅฐ้ฃไปฅ็ฝฎไฟก๏ผ่จฑๅ ็ๅฑ ็ถ็็้ไบๆ่ชไบๅ่ฌ่่ซๅฅนๅ็งไบบ้ซ็๏ผ่ๅฅน็ๅทฅไฝๅ ๅ ๆฏๆฏๆไพ็ตฆไปๅฌ็ ่ๅทฒ๏ผ้็ฐก็ดๆฏๅคฉไธๆ้คก้ค ็ไบๆ ใ ่ซทๅบ็ๆฏ๏ผไบๅ่ฌ๏ผๆญฃๆฏ้ฃๅๅ็ธฝ่ฆ่ฒท่ตฐๅฅน็ๅนๆ ผใ โ่ฌ่ฌ่จฑๅ ็ใโๅญฃ้ๅธๆฑ่ๆฐๆๆฉ๏ผ็ผ็ไบฎไบฎ็็่ไปใ ็่ๅฅน็ด ๆฒๆฒ็่้ ฐ๏ผ็ทไบบ็ผ็ฅไธๆ๏ผ้จๅณ็งป้็ฎๅ ๏ผโๅฏ๏ผๆไธ่จๅพๆบๆๅฐ๏ผ็พๅจๆฏไผๆฏ้ๆฏ้ข้๏ผ้ฝ้จๆใโ ๅญฃ้ๅธ็ซๅปไพทไฟ้๏ผโๆๅพๅฟซๅฐฑ่ตฐใโ โโฆโฆๅฏใโ ๅญฃ้ๅธๅบไบ้๏ผๆ็ผ็พ้่ฃกๆฏ้ๅ็ไธๆฃ็งไบบๅฅๅข ๏ผ็งๅฏๆงๅพๅผท๏ผๅ่จฑๅ ็้ๅไบบไธๆจฃ็ฅ็งใ ็ฅ็งๅฐๅณไฝฟไฝ็บไธปๆฒป้ซๅธซ็บไปๆฒป็ไบไธๅๆ๏ผๅญฃ้ๅธ้ๆฏไธๆธ ๆฅไป็่บซไปฝ๏ผๅช็ฅ้ไปๅฟ็ขไธๅฏๆ๏ผๆ่ฉฒๆฏๅๆๅไบบๅฃซใ ๅฅน็จๆฐๆๆฉ็ปๅ ฅไบ่ชๅทฑ็็คพไบค่ณฌ่๏ผๅพๅฟซๅฝๅบไธๅคงๅ ๆช่ฎๆถๆฏใ ๅ ถไธญๆๅ็ด ่ฒ็้ ญๅๆ ผๅค้็ฎ๏ผๆฏๅฅน็ๆชๅฉๅคซ่จฑๅฎถๆฆฎ๏ผๅญฃๅฎถๅบไบๅพ๏ผๅญฃ้ๅธไธ็ดๆฒ่ฝ่ฏ็นซไธไปใ ็พๅจไปๅป็ผไพ๏ผ้ๅธ๏ผๆๅคฉไธๅไธ้ป๏ผ็่ผ้ ๅบ1306่ฆใ ๆฏๆจๅคฉ็ๆถๆฏใ ็ฌฌ3็ซ ไธๅค็ตฆไฝ ไธ่ฌ ่ท้ขไธ้ป้ๆไธๅๅฐๆ๏ผๅญฃ้ๅธ็ไธไธๅฐๅ๏ผๅพ้่ฃกๆ่ป้ๅปๅๅฅฝไพๅพๅใ ่ฆๅปๅ๏ผๅฅนๅฟ่ฃก็ช็ช็่ทณใ ๆจๅคฉ้ฃๅๆญป่ฅ่ฑฌ็ท็่ฉฑ้ๆญทๆญทๅจ่ณ๏ผไป่ชช่จฑๅฎถๆฉๅฐฑ้ๅฉไบใ ๅฏๅญฃ้ๅธๅฃๆ นๆฒๆถๅฐ้็ฅ๏ผๅ ๆญคๅฐฑ็ฎ่จฑๅฎถๆฆฎ่ฃๆญปไบไธๅๆ๏ผๅฅน้ไธ็ด่ชๆฌบๆฌบไบบ่ฌๆฑ่ๆๅพ ใ ๅญฃๅฎถๅฐไธ่กฐไบก๏ผ่ฌไธ่จฑๅฎถไน้ๅฐไบ้บป็ ฉๅข๏ผๆ่ ๆฏๆๅฟๅๅฐ็ฝ้ฃ๏ผ็ญ้้ฃๅญ้ขจ้ ญ้ไบ๏ผไปๅฐฑๆ่ฏ็นซๅฅนไบๅข๏ผ ๅญฃๅฎถๅ่จฑๅฎถๅจ็บ็บ่ผฉๆพๆฏไธไบค๏ผๅญฃ้ๅธๅ่จฑๅฎถๆฆฎๆดๆฏ่ชๅฐๅฐฑๅฎไธไบๅจๅจ่ฆช๏ผๅ ฉไบบ้ๆข ็ซน้ฆฌ๏ผๆๆ ไธๅบฆๆฏ็่็๏ผๅญฃ้ๅธๅจๅฟ่ฃก็ขบๅฏฆๆพ็ๅฟๆไป็ถๅๆชไพไธๅคซใ ๅ ๆญค้ๆทๆฃ่ๅคฉ็็ๆๅพ ๅไฟกไปปใ ๅฅนๆ็ตๅซไบๅ็ถฒ็ด่ปๅบ็ผไบใ ็ก่ซ้ๅฉไธไบๆฏ็ๆฏๅ๏ผๅฅนๅฆไปๅญค็ซ็กๆด๏ผ่บซ่ฒ ้ ๅต๏ผๅณไฝฟๆฏๆๅพไธ้ปๅธๆไน่ฆๆๆก๏ผ ็ถฒ็ด่ปไธ๏ผๅธๆฉๆญๆพ่ๆๆฟๅปฃๆญ๏ผไธปๆไบบๆญฃๅจๆญๅ ฑไบฌๅธๆฐไปปๅธ้ท๏ผๆฏๅฆไฝๆฐๅฎไธไปปไธๆ็ซ๏ผ้ ไฝไบไธๅฐๅฉๆฐๆฐๆฟ็ญไธ่ชช๏ผ้ๆไบไธๅคงๆน่ฒชๅฎๆฑๅ๏ผๅ ถไธญ่ฝๆบ้จ้จ้ทๅญฃ็ฅฅๅ๏ผๆดๆฏ่ขซ่ๅ ฑ่ฒชๆฑๅ ฌๆฌพ้ซ้ๅๅๅ๏ผ่ๅ้้ฉใ ๅญฃ้ๅธ็ท็ทๅฌ่ๅ๏ผ็ผ็ถๆณ็ด ใ ๆฏๆฐๅธ้ทๆไบ็ถ่ฆชใ ่ชช่ตทไพ๏ผไนๅๅฅนๆ่ฟทๅ๏ผๅฅฝๅๆฏ้ฑ้ฑ็ด็ด่ฝๅฐไบไป้บผๅธ้ทไป้บผๅชณๅฉฆไน้ก็ใ ๅฏ็ถๆๆทฑๅค่ๆถผ๏ผๅจๅๅชๆไธ่ผ่ปไธๆๆดปไบบ๏ผๅคงๆฆ้ซ็็ข็็้ฏ่ฆบๅงใ ๅฆๆ่ฝ่ฆๅฐ้ฃไฝๅธ้ทๅฐฑๅฅฝไบ๏ผๅฅน็็ๅพๆณ็ญ่งฃๆธ ๆฅ็ถ่ฆช่ฒชๆฑๆกไปถ็ๅงๆซ๏ผๆณ็ฅ้้ฃไบๆ่ฌ็ขบ้ฟ็่ญๆ้ฝๆฏๅพไฝ่ไพใ ๅฅนๆฏ็ถ่ฆช็ๅฅณๅ ๏ผๆๆธ ๆฅ็ถ่ฆช็ไบบๅ๏ผไปๆฏ็ตๅฐๅไธๅบ่ฒชๆฑๅ ฌๆฌพ้็จฎไบๆ ็๏ผ ไฝไปฅๅฅน็พๅจ็่บซไปฝ๏ผๆณ่ฆ้ฃไฝๅธ้ทไธ้ข๏ผๆๆ้ฃๅฆ็ปๅคฉใ ่ปๅๅจไบ็่ผ้ ๅบ้ๅฃ๏ผๅญฃ้ๅธไธ่ปๅพ๏ผๆ็ ง้็่ๅพๅฟซไพๅฐ็ดๅฎๅฐ้ปใ ๆฟ้ๆฒๆ้ๅด๏ผๆ่ฉฒๆฏ่จฑๅฎถๆฆฎๅทฒ็ถๅฐไบ๏ผๅจ็ญๅฅนใ ๅญฃ้ๅธๆฒๅคๆณ๏ผ็ดๆฅๆจ้ไบ้ใ ๆฟ้่ฃกๅปไธ็ๆผ้ปใ ้ฃ้่จฑๅฎถๆฆฎ้ๆฒๅฐ๏ผ ๅญฃ้ๅธ็ฅๆ็ๆ๏ผไธ้ๅพ่ฃก่ตฐไธ้ๆธ็ดข้้ใ ็ช็ถๅฅนไผธๅบ็ๆ่ ่ขซ็ๅฐๆฅไฝใ ๆไบบ๏ผ ๅญฃ้ๅธ็็ถ็ๅคง็ผ๏ผ้ฉๅซ้ๆฒไพ็ๅๅๅบๅฃ๏ผๅฐฑ่ขซๆไฝๅฃ้ผป๏ผๅผทๅถๆ้ฒไบไธๅๅ ่ฃธ็ๆทๆฑใ โๅๅๅ๏ผโๅฅนๆผๅฝๆๆ๏ผๅปๅฎๅ จๆตไธ้ๅฐๆน็ๅๆฐฃ๏ผๅฟ่ฃก้ฉๆผไธ็ใ โๅช๏ผโ็่ขซๆ้ไบใ ๅญฃ้ๅธ็ๆธ ไบไพไบบ๏ผ่ตซ็ถๆฏ่จฑๅฎถๆฆฎ๏ผ ๅฐไธๅฅน้ฃไปฅ็ฝฎไฟก็็ผ๏ผ่จฑๅฎถๆฆฎ็ฐ็ฌไธ่ฒ๏ผ็ ฐ็ๆ้่ธขไธ๏ผ็ทๆฅ่ๆๅญฃ้ๅธๆๅจไบ็ไธใ โ้ๅธ๏ผๆๅฅฝๆณไฝ ใโ่จฑๅฎถๆฆฎ็ท่ฒผ่ๅฅน่บซ้ซ๏ผ็ผ็ฑ็้ผปๆฏๅด็ๅจๅญฃ้ๅธ็่ๅญไธ๏ผ่ฎๅฅนๆธพ่บซ็ผๆฏใ ๅฅนๆๆ็ๆจ่ไป๏ผโ่จฑๅฎถๆฆฎ๏ผไฝ ๅนนไป้บผ๏ผโ โๅนนไป้บผ๏ผ้ไธๆๆบ่ใโ่จฑๅฎถๆฆฎ่ชช่๏ผๅฑ ็ถ้ๅงๆๆฏๅฅน็่กฃๆใ ๅญฃ้ๅธๆ็ถ๏ผๅจ้ฉๆไนไธ๏ผ็ ง่ไป่ฃธ้ฒ็่ฉ่็ ็ ๅฌไบไธๅป๏ผ โๅถโโโๅ็็็ๆ๏ผ่ฎ่จฑๅฎถๆฆฎไธๆ่ญๆจ้ๅฅน๏ผๅญฃ้ๅธ่ถๆฉ้้ขไป็ๆ็ธ๏ผ้่บซๆ่ตทๅบ้ ญๆซ็ๆชฏ็๏ผ่ญฆๆ็็ฏ่ไปใ ไปๅๅฆไปๅฉ็ดๆฏๅฆๅๅญๅฏฆไบก้ฝไธไธๅฎๅข๏ผๅญฃ้ๅธๆ้บผๅฏ่ฝ่ทไปๅ๏ผ ่จฑๅฎถๆฆฎๅฌ็ๅ้ฝ๏ผโๅญฃ้ๅธ๏ผไฝ ๆทช่ฝๅฐๅฆไป้ๅๅฐๆญฅ๏ผ้ไธ่ฏ่ทๆ็ก๏ผโ โ็ถๅๆๅไฝ ๅญฃๅฎถ็ๅฉๅ๏ผ่ฎ่ไฝ ๅฐฑ็ฎไบ๏ผ็พๅฆไปไฝ ๅฎถ้ฝๅฐ้ๆญฅ็ฐๅฐไบ๏ผไฝ ้ๆไป้บผๅฏ็ๆ็๏ผๆญๆญๆๆ่ฃๅๆธ ้ซ๏ผโ ๅญฃ้ๅธ่ขซ็พ่พฑๅพๆธพ่บซ้กซๆ๏ผ็ช่ไป๏ผโๆๅชๅไฝ ๏ผ่จฑๅฎถๆฏไธๆฏ้ๅฉไบ๏ผ๏ผโ ่่จ๏ผ่จฑๅฎถๆฆฎ่ผ่ไธ็ฌ๏ผ็่ๅญฃ้ๅธ็็ผ็ฅๆดๆฏไธๅ ๆฉ้ฃพ็้ฒ้ชจ๏ผโไธ็ถๅข๏ผไฝ ไปฅ็บไฝ ็พๅจ้้ ๅพไธๆ๏ผๅญฃ้ๅธ่ชๆธ ็พๅฏฆๅง๏ผ่ทไบๆ๏ผไปฅๅพไธๅค็ตฆไฝ ไธ่ฌๅฆไฝ๏ผโ ๅญฃ้ๅธๆฐฃ็ด ไบ็ผ๏ผๆก่ๆชฏ็็ๆ้ฝๅจ็ผๆ๏ผโ่จฑๅฎถๆฆฎ๏ผๆไปฅๅๆ้บผๆฒ็ผ็พไฝ ้้บผๅๅฟ๏ผโ โๅต๏ผๆ็ไฝ ๆฏๆฌ้ ไธๅๅ็ฝฐ้ ๏ผโ่ชชๅฎ๏ผไป็ดๆฅ่กไธไพ๏ผๅญฃ้ๅธ่่ตทๆชฏ็็ ธ๏ผๅป่ขซ็ทไบบไธๆๆไฝ๏ผๅๆๅฐๅฅนๆงๅถใ ๅ้ๅคชๆธๆฎไบ๏ผๅญฃ้ๅธ้กซๆ่ๅฌๅ๏ผ็ฎ้ฒๆจๅ ใ ้ๆ๏ผ่จฑๅฎถๆฆฎ่คฒๅ ่ฃก็้ป่ฉฑ้ด้ฟไบใ ไปไธไปฅ็บ็ถ๏ผ้ป่ฉฑ่ชๅๆๆท๏ผไฝ็ทๆฅ่ๅ้ฟ่ตทไธๅ็นๆฎ็้ด่ฒใ ่จฑๅฎถๆฆฎๅไฝไธ้ ๏ผๅฌ็ๅ้ฝ็็ฉบๅบๆๆฅ้้ป่ฉฑ๏ผโ็บ็บใโ ๅฐ้ขๅจๅด็่ฒ้ณๅณๅบ๏ผๅญฃ้ๅธ้ขๅพๅคช่ฟไน่ฝ่ฝ่ฆใ โๅฎถๆฆฎๅ๏ผไฝ ๅฐๅๅไบฌๅธไธไปปไนๆไธๅๅคๆไบ๏ผไปๆ่พฆๅฎถๅฎด๏ผไฝ ็พๅจ็ซๅปๅไพใโ ็ฌฌ4็ซ ่จฑๅฎถๅฐๅ ่จฑ่็บๅญๆฏ่จฑๅฎถ็็ๆญฃๆๆฌ่ ๏ผๅจๅดไธ่จ่ๅป๏ผไปฅ่ณๆผ่จฑๅฎถๆฆฎๅฆไป็ฎญๅจๅผฆไธ๏ผไนไธๅพไธๅๆๆฏ้ผใ ๅญฃ้ๅธ่ถๆฉๆ่ซ้ไป็ๆ็ธ๏ผๆด็ๅฅฝ่บซไธ็่กฃๆใ ่ฆ็๏ผ่จฑๅฎถๆฆฎๅท็ฌ๏ผโ้ๆฌกๅ ๆพ้ไฝ ๏ผๅญฃ้ๅธไฝ ๅฅฝๅฅฝๆณๆณๅง๏ผๅๆ็ๅฅณไบบๆๆฏไฝ ็ๆไฝณ้ธๆ๏ผไธ็ถๆ็ฌฌไธๅๅ็ธฝๅฐฑๆๆ็ฌฌไบๅ๏ผไฝ ไปฅ็บๆฌกๆฌก้ฝ่ฝ้ๅพๆๅ๏ผโ ่ฝไปๆ่ตทๅ็ธฝ๏ผๅญฃ้ๅธ้ฃไปฅ็ฝฎไฟก๏ผโไฝ ็ฅ้๏ผโ โ็ถ็ถ๏ผไฝ ๅฏ็ฅไฝ ้ฃๅฅฝๅๅ็ๆๅธ้็ตฆ้ๅคๅฐไบบ๏ผๅฆไปๅๅญ่ฃก่ชฐไบบไธ็ฅ๏ผไฝ ๅญฃๅฎถๅคงๅฐๅงๆฏๅไบๅ่ฌๅฐฑ่ฝ่ฒท่ตฐ็ไพฟๅฎ่ฒจ๏ผโ ๅญฃ้ๅธ็ฌ้็ฝไบ่๏ผ็ผๅบ็ๆจๆไธๅ ๆฉ้ฃพใ ไฝ่จฑๅฎถๆฆฎๅปไธไปฅ็บๆ๏ผๅคฑๅปไบๅญฃ็ฅฅๅๅบ่ญท็ๅญฃ้ๅธๅฐฑๆฏไธ้ปๅผฑๅฐ็ๅ ๅญ๏ผไบบไบบ้ฝ่ฝ่ธฉไธ่ ณ๏ผไธ้ปๅ ๅญ่ฝๆไป้บผๅๆ่ฝๅๅข๏ผ โๅญฃ้ๅธ๏ผๆณๆธ ๆฅไบ้จๆ่ฏ็นซๆใโ ่จฑๅฎถๆฆฎๆไบๆๆๆฉ๏ผๅขๅจๅฟ ๅพ็็ไบๅฅนไธ็ผ๏ผ่ฝ่บซ้ข้ใ ๅญฃ้ๅธๆญปๆญป็ฏ่ไป๏ผๅจ็ทไบบ่ฝ่บซไน้๏ผ็ช็ถๆด่ตท่่ๆไธญๆชฏ็็ ็ ็ ธไบไธๅป๏ผ ไธ่ฒๅทจ้ฟ๏ผ็ด ๆผฟ่ช่จฑๅฎถๆฆฎ้ ญ้ ๆตไธ๏ผๅ้ไป็็ถ็ชๅคง็้็ผ๏ผ่ฝๅฐๅฐ้ขไธใ ็ทไบบๆฝๆ่ๅๅฐใ ๅญฃ้ๅธๅพ็ฅๅพ่ฆบ๏ผ้กซๆ่่ตฐๅฐไป่บซ้๏ผ่นฒไธ่บซ่ฉฆๆข้ผปๆฏใ ้ๆดป่ใ ๆพไบๅฃๆฐฃ๏ผๅญฃ้ๅธ็ซ่ตท่บซ๏ผๅฑ ้ซ่จไธ็ไบไปๅ ฉ็ง๏ผๅไธ่งฃๆฐฃๅฐๅพ้ฃๅ ฉ่ ฟไน้ไพไบไธ่ ณใ โฆ ่จฑๅฎถใ ไบฌๅธไฝ็บHๅ้ฆ้ฝ๏ผ็กๆธ่ฑช้ไธๅฎถ็ดฎๆ นๆผๆญค๏ผๅ ถไธญ่จฑๅฎถๆฏ็ถไน็กๆง็่ฑช้ไน้ฆ๏ผๅ ๆญค้ไธๅนดไธๅบฆ็ๅฎถๅฎด๏ผไน่่พฆๅพๆฅตๅ ถ้ชๅผตๅฅข่ฏใ ไธ่ผ้ป่ฒ็ด ๆL9ๅๅจไบๅคง้ๅฃ๏ผ็ฎกๅฎถ้ฃๅฟไพๅนซๅฟๆ้่ป้๏ผ็ทไบบไผธๅบ้ท่ ฟไธ่ปใ โไบ็บๅไพไบ๏ผ่็บๅจๅฑ่ฃกๅข๏ผ็พไธ้คไบๅฎถๆฆฎๅฐ็บ๏ผๅ ถไปไบบไน้ฝๅฐไบใโ ่จฑ็ๅปท่่จ๏ผๆไป้ป้ป้ ญ๏ผๅพ็ดๅพๅฑ่ฃก่ตฐใ ็ถ่ๅ้ ่ฟไธปๅฑ๏ผ่ฃก้ข็ๅต้ฌง่ฒๅฐฑๅณไบๅบไพใ ๆฏไป็ถ่ฆช๏ผ่จฑๅฎถๅฎถไธป็่ฒ้ณ๏ผโ้ฃๆทท่ณฌๆฑ่ฅฟ๏ผๅฉ้ฝ้ไบ้้่ฆๅปๆๆนไบบๅฎถ๏ผ้้ฌงๅฐๅฑๅญ่ฃกๅปไบ๏ผ็ฐก็ดไธ็กๆ่จฑๅฎถ้ก้ข๏ผโ โ็ธ๏ผไนไธ่ฝๆชๆๅๅฎถๆฆฎๅ๏ผๅณไฟกไบบ่ชชไป่ ฆ่ข้ฝ่ขซๆ็ ดไบ๏ผๅๆๆฏๅๅฎณ่ ๏ผๆ็ๆฏ้ฃๅงๅญฃ็๏ผๅฎถ่ฃกๅบไบๆณ่ฆๆ่ๆๅ่จฑๅฎถไธๆพ๏ผ็ณพ็บๅฎถๆฆฎๅข๏ผโ ่จฑ็ๅปท็ซๅจ้ๅฃๆฒ้ฒๅป๏ผ็บ็ๅ๏ผโๆ้บผๅไบ๏ผโ ่็ฎกๅฎถๅฐทๅฐฌ้๏ผโ่ฝ่ชชๆฏๅฎถๆฆฎๅฐ็บ่ขซไปๅๆชๅฉๅฆป็ ธ็ ดไบ่ ฆ่ข๏ผไบบๅฎถๅงๅจๆไบ120๏ผ็ตๆๆ่ญท่ปๆฒๅฐ๏ผๅฐ็บ่ชๅทฑ้ไบ๏ผๆ่้ฃๅงๅจ้่ฆๅ ฑ่ญฆ๏ผ็พๅจไบบ่ขซๅฐๅจๅฑๅญ่ฃกๅขใโ โไปๆข็ถๆฏๅๅฎณ่ ๏ผๅ็บไป้บผๆ่ขซๆฃๅจ่ญฆๅฑใโ โๅ ็บ้ฃๅงๅจ่ท่ญฆๅฏ่ชชไป่ฉฆๅไพต็ฏๅฅนโฆโฆโ ่จฑ็ๅปทๅท็ฌ๏ผ้จๅณๆจ้่ๅ ฅใ ่ๆญคๅๆ๏ผไปๅคงๅฅ่จฑๆบ๏ผไผฐ่จไนๆฏ่ฆบๅพๅฎถๅฎด้ฌงๅบ้ไบๅฏฆๅจไธไบบ๏ผๆ่ๆญฃๆ็ๅ็ญ็ๅฆปๅญ๏ผๅธ้๏ผโไฝ ๅฅ่ชชไบ๏ผ็พๅจ็ถๅไนๆฅๆฏๆๅฎถๆฆฎๆฅๅไพใโ ไปๅคงๅซ็ด ่็ผ๏ผโ่ญฆๅฏไธ่ฏๆพไบบๆๆ้บผๆฅ๏ผโ โๆๅปๆฅใโๅฐๅท็่ฒ้ณๆๆทไปๅใ โ็ๅปท๏ผโ่จฑๆบๅฐทๅฐฌ็ฌ้๏ผโไฝ ไพไบ๏ผไนๆฏ๏ผไฝ ๅฆไปๆฏๅธ้ท๏ผๅจ่ญฆๅฑ้ฃ้็้ขๅญ่ช็ถๆฏๆๅๅฅฝ็จใโ ่จฑ็ๅปทไธ็ฝฎๅฏๅฆ๏ผ็ฅๆ ๅทๆทก็่ทไธปไฝไธ็่็บๅญๆไบๅๆๅผใ ่ญฆๅฑ๏ผๅญฃ้ๅธๅๅจๅ่จฑๅฎถๆฆฎไธๆฌๆไน้็ๆฟ้่ฃก๏ผๅท็ผ็่ไป็ผ็ใ ๅฐๆญค่ญฆๅฏไน้ ญ็ผ๏ผไปๅๅไฝๅๆณๅพ็ฝช่จฑๅฎถ๏ผๅญฃ้ๅธ้็ถๆง่จด่จฑๅฎถๆฆฎไพต็ฏๆช้๏ผไฝๅฐๅบๆฟไธๅบๅฏฆ่ณช็่ญๆ๏ผๆฌไพๆ่ฒๆ่ฒๅฐฑๅฏไปฅๆพไบบใ ไฝ่จฑๅฎถๆฆฎไธๅๅฌ็ๆ ฃ้ค็ๅคงๅฐ็บ๏ผ้ๆฏ็ฌฌไธๆฌก่ขซไบบ้็ข๏ผๅช่ฃกๅฝ็ไธ้ๅฃๆฐฃ๏ผ ้่ฆๅผท็ๅจ้่ฃกๆญป็บ็ๆ๏ผ่ฆๅญฃ้ๅธๅ็ข๏ผไธ็ถๅฐฑ่ณ ๅไปไบ็พ่ฌใ ไบ็พ่ฌ๏ผๅฐฑๆไป้ ญ้ ้ฃ่ผๅท้ฝ็ฎไธไธ็ๅฃๅญ๏ผ้ไธๆ็ฌๅใ ๆณไธ็ฝชๅ้็กๆณๆ็ซ๏ผไฝไบบๅฎถๅงๅจ่บซไธ็ๆทค้ๅ็ ด็ข็่กฃๆๆฏๅฏฆๆๅฏฆ็๏ผ็ ธไปๅฎๅ จๆฏๅๆณ่ชไฟ๏ผไปๅ้ฌงไนๆฒ็จๅใ ่ญฆๅฑๅคๅณไพๅ้๏ผๆไบบๅฐ่ท้ฒไพ๏ผโ้้ท๏ผ่จฑๅฎถไพไบบไบใโ โ่ชฐไพไบ๏ผโ โๅฅฝๅๆฏ่จฑๅฎถไบ็บใโ ่ญฆ้ทๅฐๅพ่ตท่บซ๏ผโ้ไธๅฟซ่ซ้ฒไพ๏ผโ ๅญฃ้ๅธ่่จๆฟ็ทไบๅ๏ผ็ฅๆ ้ฒๅใ ่จฑๅฎถไบ็บ๏ผ้ฃไธๅฐฑๆฏ่จฑๅฎถๆฆฎ็ๅฐๅ๏ผ่ฏๅฎๆฏไพๆไป็ใ ้่ขซๆจ้๏ผ็ทไบบ้ซๅคง็่บซๅฝฑๅบ็พๅจ้ๅฃ๏ผๅญฃ้ๅธ่ญฆๆๅฐๆ้ๅป๏ผๅป็ๅฐไบไธๅผตๆๆไนๅค็็ๆ็่ใ ๅฅนไบบๅปไบใ ๆ้บผๆฏ่จฑ็ๅปท๏ผ ...... ๆฅไธไพๆ็ผ็ไป้บผ๏ผ ้่ฃกๆพ็็ซ ็ฏๆ้๏ผ้ป้ธไธๆนๆ้ๅฎ่ฃApp๏ผ็นผ็บ้ฑ่ฎๆดๅค็ฒพๅฝฉ็ซ ็ฏ ๏ผๆ้ๆ็จ็จๅผๆๆ่ชๅ่ทณๅฐ่ฉฒๆธ๏ผ &5& | LEARN_MORE | https://fbweb.cdreader.com/130853449-fb_contact-ft | Love reading - A | 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No | 2024-12-07 18:42 | active | 1970 | 0 | ๐ GIVEAWAY ALERT! ๐ ๐ WIN a Beach Girl Coffee gift basket packed with goodies, including branded merch and seasonal treats! Beach Girl Coffee is the ultimate boutique drive-thru coffee shop, offering customizable drinks (try "The Whole Shebang"!), fresh baked goods from a local bakery, and seasonal specialties that are perfect for the holidays. Whether you need your daily caffeine fix or a quick bite, Beach Girl Coffee is where itโs at! โ Hereโs how to enter: 1๏ธโฃ Like this post. 2๏ธโฃ Follow me [@helga_mortgage_wolfpack] and Beach Girl Coffee [@beach_girl_coffee]. 3๏ธโฃ Tag a friend in the comments (BONUS: Each additional tag earns you an extra entry!). 4๏ธโฃ Share this post to your stories! RULES: To enter, you must be at least 18 years old. Winners will be chosen at random using a prize wheel and announced in our stories four days after each reel posts. Winners must DM us within 24 hours to claim their prize. This giveaway, running daily from December 1-12, is not endorsed or sponsored by Instagram. Donโt miss out on this chance to bring a little extra sunshine to your morning routine! ๐โ #BeachGirlCoffee #CoffeeLoversUnite #GulfShoresAL #DriveThruCoffee #LocalFavorites #CoffeeFix #TheWholeShebang #SupportLocalBusiness #12DaysOfGiving #HolidayGiveaway | VIEW_INSTAGRAM_PROFILE | http://instagram.com/helga_mortgage_wolfpack | Helga James, The Wolf Pack | https://www.facebook.com/WolfPackBGM/ | 567 | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | Visit Instagram profile | 0 | instagram.com | VIDEO | http://instagram.com/helga_mortgage_wolfpack | 1969-12-31 18:00 | https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/469479838_977769947721041_3093602117597016860_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=105&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=LxPfsOrcI3AQ7kNvgGUjFDy&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=Avmis7Bm0_Ru-YzeAtKeKF_&oh=00_AYCvbv6lJwv_qnS55f_iVXAKW6GYXhwEZeteV_Cnjshnjg&oe=675AA5E9 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | 0 | Helga James, The Wolf Pack | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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๐Attention! Do not read in public๏ผ๐ | "I, Barrett Warren, vow with my life that I'll take no concubine! Carissa Sinclair shall be my one and only!" These were the words that convinced Carissa Sinclair, the daughter of general, to hide her martial talents and forsake her promising future to marry into the crumbling Warren family. Even on their wedding night, when Barrett was abruptly summoned to the battlefield, Carissa never complained. She used her dowry to support the struggling Warren household, waiting faithfully for his return. But she never imagined that when Barrett finally returned, the first thing he would do was marrying his new love... --- At Grace Mansion, Carissa Sinclair stared at the man before herโher husband she had waited for a whole year. Barrett Warren, still in his battle armor, wore an expression of both determination and guilt. "Carissa, the king has issued a royal edict for my marriage to Aurora." he said, his voice steady, " She will be joining our household. There's no question about it." Carissa's eyes clouded with confusion. "The queen dowager has praised General Yates as a model for all women in the kingdom. Would she be willing to be a concubine?" Barrett's eyes flashed with a hint of annoyance. "No, she wonโt be a concubine. Sheโll be my legal wife, equal to you." "But calling her equal doesn't change the fact that sheโs still just a concubine," Carissa said, a soft smile playing on her lips. Barrett frowned. "Why can't you face the reality? Aurora and I fell in love with each other on the battlefield, and we earned this marriage with our glorified victory. In fact, I donโt really need your approval on it." Fell in love? Huh, looks like he is determined in breaking the vow he made a year ago... Carissa's soft smile wiped off by a mocking one, she had once believed Barrettโs victory would earn him a higher rank, freeing her from the burden of supporting the Warren household with her dowry. Yet instead, in exchange for his victory, he only asked the king for another woman's hand, and now he even dared to silence her with his so-called 'glorified victory'... Carissa felt a lump in her throat. Despite her disgust and reluctance, she asked, "What about your parents? Do they agree?" "They do. It was a royal edict, and Aurora is amicable. Mother liked her a lot upon seeing her, even her health seems to be improving." "Improving?" Carissa felt a whirlwind of emotions. "When you went to war, your mother was already gravely ill. I brought in the best physician, managed the estateโs affairs by day, and stayed up nights caring for her. That's how her condition started to improve." "But seeing Aurora has made my mother feel even better," Barrett said earnestly. "I know this is unfair to you, but for the greater good, please be generous enough to welcome Aurora." Carissa lowered her eyes, as if blinking away the tears. But inspected closely, that's actually her sharpened gaze. "Invite General Yates over. I have a few things to ask her." "There's no need," Barrett refused instantly. "Carissa, sheโs different from any woman you know. As a general, sheโs above household squabbles and wouldnโt want to meet you." Carissa retorted, "What are women I know like? Or tell me, what kind of woman am I to you? Have you forgotten? I'm also the daughter of the Marquis's family. My father and my six brothers sacrificed on the Southern Frontier three years ago-" "Thatโs them." Barrett interrupted, "You're still a delicate woman suited only for home comforts, while Aurora has no respect for that. Besides, she never holds back her true thoughts. Trust me, you won't want to hear it from her. Also rest assured. Mother has promised me that Aurora will never threaten your control of the household. Carissa, she couldn't care less about those things." โOh, that's what you and mother think I fear? Losing the control of this household?โ Carissa couldn't help but laughing. Little did Barrett know his household had been reduced to a hollow shell - managing it was a hot potato no one else would bear. Over the past year, it was Carissa's dowry alone that kept the Warren familyโs life respectable, and this was her reward. โEnough,โ Barrett snapped, his patience running thin. โIโve done my duty by informing you. Your opinion wonโt change anything.โ As Carissa watched hum storm out, her bitterness deepened. โMy lady, my lord has really crossed the line!โ Lulu, Carissaโs maid, said, wiping her tears. โDonโt call him that!โ Carissa gave her a stern look. โWe never consummated the marriage. Heโs not your lord. Now go fetch my dowry list.โ โWhy the dowry list?โ Lulu asked, puzzled. Carissa tapped her on the forehead. โSilly girl, we need to reckon everything before we leave.โ Lulu gasped. โLeave? But where can we go? To the Northwatch Estate?โ Suddenly Lulu held her tongue, aware that she had touched the sensitive subject. She spared Carissa a guilty look, "I'll get the list now, my lady." Upon the mention of Northwatch Estate, the always restrained Carissa finally let her tears fall. When she was fifteen, her father, the Marquis of Northwatch, had sacrificed his life on the battlefield. Then, just six months ago, her entire family at the Northwatch Estate was brutally slaughtered โ assassins rumored to be spies from the enemy nation, Westhaven. She rushed back after getting the news, only to find the dismembered bodies of her mother and grandmother. Even her youngest nephew, two years old, didn't escape death, neither. Now, she was the lone survivor of the marquis' family, the idea of restoring her familyโs former glory seemed impossibleโat least to outsiders. After all, she was presented mostly as a delicate, fragile woman, while Aurora Taytes had just made herself the first female general in history. It's only natural that the Warren family was more than happy to agree to the marriage. Yet, unbeknownst to the world, Carissa's martial talent was never beneath her father and brothers. If given a chance on the battlefield, she would definitely outshine Aurora Taytes, perhaps a million times more... Just then, Lulu had brought over the dowry list, "My lady, this year alone, you've spent over six thousand silver coins supporting the household. However, the shops, houses, and estates remain untouched. All the bank savings, along with the property deeds and land titles your mother left, are locked up in the chest." "I see." Carisse's gaze lingered on the list with melancholy. Her mother had given her such a substantial dowry, fearing she might face hardship in her husband's home. Yet now here she was. The Warren family had disregarded all her effort, and Barrett had even broken his vow to take no concubine - the very promise that led her mother to choose him over more eligible suitors, despite the Warren familyโs fall from grace. 'Was this really the life mother wanted me to have?' It took Carissa no time to made up her mind. โLulu, get prepared. There's somewhere we need to go tomorrow.โ ... Early the next morning, Carissa and Lulu boarded a carriage, heading straight for the royal palace. It was noon by the time they arrived. Under the scorching autumn sun, Carissa and Lulu stood like statues in front of the palace gates. They waited for a full hour, but no one came to let them in. In the palace's study, Derek Walker had already reported Carissaโs arrival to the king three times. โYour Majesty, Mrs. Warren is still waiting outside the palace gates,โ he repeated. The king, Salvador Quinton, set aside the document he was reading and rubbed his temples. โI canโt summon her in. The edict has been issued, and can't be taken back. Tell her to go home.โ โThe guards tried to persuade her, but she refused to leave. Sheโs been standing there for over an hour without moving.โ Salvador felt a pang of guilt. โBarrett requested the marriage as a reward for his military service. I didnโt want to agree, either, but not granting it would embarrass both him and General Yates. They have after all won a big war.โ โYour Majesty, when it comes to military achievements, no one can compare to the Marquis of Northwatch,โ Derek countered. Salvador thought of Hector Sinclair, the Marquis of Northwatch. When Salvador was a crown prince who had recently joined the military, it was Hector who had guided him. Back then, he had also known Carissa when she was only a cute kid. Salvador himself had fought a bloody path to the throne, paved with death. He understood the struggles of military officers, so when Barrett requested marriage as a reward, Salvador had hesitated but eventually agreed. But Derek was right. In terms of military merit, Barrett and Aurora were far inferior to Hector Sinclair. โAlright, let her in. If she agrees to this marriage, Iโll grant her whatever she wants, even if it's a noble title or an official rank,โ said Salvador. Derek breathed a sigh of relief. โAs always, you're wise, Your Majesty!โ ... Carissa knelt in the study with her head bowed. Recalling that Carissa was now the only one left in the Sinclair family, Salvador felt nothing but pity for her. "Rise and speak," he commanded. Carissa bowed deeply with her hands clasped. "Your Majesty, I know it's presumptuous of me to seek an audience today. But I also wish to implore for your grace." "Carissa Sinclair, I have already issued the edict of marriage. It's impossible to revoke it," Salvador said. Carissa shook her head gently. "Your Majesty, I'm not imploring you to reverse that edict, but imploring you for another edict - an amicable divorce with General Warren." The young king was taken aback. "Divorce? You want a divorce?" Carissa nodded her head firmly. She was never someone to pester some man. If Barret Warren loved Aurora Yates so much, then she would let him go. 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๐๐one click to continue FREE reading๐ | "Congratulations, you're pregnant!" the doctor announced with a smile, handing Merissa Narth the pregnancy test results. What? Pregnant?! The shock on Merissa's face was quickly overtaken by joy. "Really?!" She had only slept with Richard Adler once, and now... But then, anxiety followed swiftly. Would Richard even want the baby? After all, throughout the three years of their marriage, he had eyes only for Maddie Ford. No matter how hard Merissa tried to emulate her, Richard showed no interest. In their relationship, Merissa was the one who carried the torch. But now, Merissa felt drained. The unrequited love for a man was exhausting. "Miss? Miss?" The doctor's voice pulled her from her thoughts. "Where's your husband? Did you come alone?" "He's... he's quite busy..." Thinking of Richard standing her up that morning left a sour taste in her mouth, but she swallowed it down. In this marriage, all she ever wanted was for him to stay by her side. And now, she wasn't alone anymore; her little one was on the way. Thinking of this, Merissa smiled as she gently placed her hand on her abdomen. ***** Leaving the hospital, Merissa was eager to share the news with Richard. Perhaps this new life would bring them closer. She also needed to tell him the truth, that the little girl with whom he was kidnapped back then was her, not Maddie. Merissa still remembered how they had huddled together in that basement, feeling horrified but supporting each other. They had exchanged keepsakes and promised to find each other again someday. Because of this promise, Merissa has always regarded marrying Richard as her wish. Later, Merissa's family sent her abroad. By the time she had reconnected with Richard, he was already with Maddie. Seeing Richard so happy and having accidentally lost the keepsake, Merissa kept this secret to herself. ***** Soon, Merissa arrived at Richard's office. "Wait! Mrs. Adler, you can't go in there!" An assistant, seeing the cheerful Merissa about to push open the door, instantly turned pale and rushed to block her in front of the glass wall. Observing the panic in the assistant's eyes, Merissaโs heart sank. Could there be something in the room she wasn't supposed to see? "Step aside!" Her expression grew cold, which was rare for her. Now, she only wanted to know what the heck was going on inside. "Mrs. Adler, could you please wait just a moment? Or MaybeIโll now go in there to notify Mr. Adler?" "Get out of the way!" Her voice became icy as she cut off the assistant. Seeing his awkward smile thatโs even worse than crying, Merissa knew something was amiss. She immediately pushed the door open herself. And then, Merissa stopped dead in her tracks. She rooted to the spot, unable to move. A man and a woman is having fun in front of she. Eyes wide open, she saw perfectly well that her husband in his large chair, was amorously embracing another woman. "Ah... Merissa..." Merissa's heart almost failed in shock. It was Maddie, Richard's first love, the one he always pined for. And now, she had returned! Having acknowledged Merissa's presence, Maddie had no intention to get up. Instead, she stayed slumped over Richard, who held her with an affectionate gaze. Looking at Maddie's curly brown hair, her demure outfit, and her gentle demeanor...almost the same as her disguise Merissa felt a surge of anger mixed with heartbreak. But she knew better. This woman wasn't as innocent as she appeared. If she were, she wouldn't have been able to deceive Richard and claim Merissa's credit for so many years. Merissa stared at the indifferent pair, her gaze sharpening on Richard. "So, you had to cancel your plan to accompany me to the hospital because you needed to cozy up here with her?" Richard's face darkened with irritation as he responded sharply, "Merissa, stop making such a scene! Maddie just got back. We're just catching up." "Catching up? Is that what you call this intimate little setup here? And on our anniversary, no less!" Merissa laughed in irritation. "Merissa!" Richard snapped, cutting her off. Seeing Richard's reaction, Maddie's face briefly twisted into a spiteful smile, which then quickly switched to a more pitiful look. She gently disentangled herself from Richard, standing with her hands clasped in front of her, looking every bit the victim. "Merissa, don't get the wrong idea. I asked Richard to accompany me today. It's not his fault." Richard, annoyed, yanked at his tie, said impatiently, "You don't need to explain anything to her." Maddie kept gazing down, feigning innocence. "But Merissa's got it all wrong about us. I don't want to cause any rift between you two." Merissa scoffed. "Then you shouldn't cross paths with this married man at all!" Maddie wanted to retort but faltered. But soon, she adjusted her hair and said, "I was just helping Mr. Adler with his tie. In fact, I know it's not really my place to do so... We're not what we used to be... If only I hadn't gone abroad back then..." Maddie chose her words artfully to make it seem that Merissa were the other woman in this relationship. "Maddie, if I recall correctly, you left Richard for money back then!" Merissa countered. "If anything, youโre the one to blame!" Maddie's eyes welled with tears. "Merissa, that's not what I meant... I just got carried away thinking about the past. You don't have to be so aggressive; it will only embarrass Richard further. Besides, Richard has been supporting you financially all these years. How can you blame him..." Before Maddie could finish, Merissa couldn't contain her inner beast any longer. She suddenly stepped forward and slapped Maddie across the face. "Ouch!" "Maddie!" Maddie's cry of a physical ache and Richard's cry of a heartache filled the air at the same time. Disillusioned with this brutally unfeeling man in front of her, Merissa finally realized how foolish she had been. She had forsaken her family, lost herself, and even given up her most cherished career for him. However, it was all for nothing. Merissa's love for Richard should never justify his humiliation of her. She had enough! "Let's get a divorce. Remember this: from now on, Iโm the one who have dumped you, Richard Adler!" Merissa lifted her head, holding back the tears that threatened to fall, determined to reclaim her life starting now. As Merissa walked away, Maddie said, "I'm sorry, Richard, I didn't mean to cause any misunderstanding. I just felt you were being treated unfairly." Richard wasn't particularly concerned about Merissa leaving; after all, what did she have without him? He turned to Maddie with a tender look. "It's okay. Don't worry about her." Outside the office, Merissa looked at the pregnancy test in her hand. What a jerk! He would never find out this child was his! She then dialed her former assistant, Kurt Borris. "I'll be officially back to work next Monday. Have all the executives ready with their reports; I need to catch up on everything that's happened during my absence over the past three years." Kurt, initially surprised for a second, turned extremely excited. "Boss, that's great! You're finally back!" "Yeah," Merissa replied succinctly. "Should I tell your parents you're coming back?" Kurt asked. Back then, Merissa had an almost destructive falling out with her family when she tried to marry Richard, and though her parents had eventually came around, she hadn't been home in three years. With a nervous twitch in her mouth, she sighed, "No, I'll tell them myself." Kurt couldnโt help but offer a plaint, "I wonder how Mr. Adler will think when he learns that you're the prized jewel of the Narth family and the CEO of the leading film company, Kangster Films." Whatever he would think about it was not her concern. Since he had some unresolved issues with his old flame, Merrisa was better off without him. Despite her deep love for Richard, one painful lesson was enough. She vowed never to debase herself again. If they meet again next time, she, Merissa, will definitely not tolerate them again! Merissa didn't hesitate for another second. The first thing she did upon returning home was dye her hair back to its natural dark color and change back to her own style. Then, she packed all her belongings. Merissa didnโt take anything that Richard had bought for her or belonged to the Adlers, nor did she deign to take them. Soon, Merissa returned to the bright and airy apartment that her parents had bought her in the city center. It was still kept clean despite her long absence. After she entered, her phone rang. It was her older brother, Cartland Narth. "Look who's decided to come home," Cartland teased. Breaking away from that relationship, Merissa felt like a big burden had been lifted. She returned to being the sunshine girl she used to be. With a playful whine, she responded, "Cartland! Are you spying on me or something?" "Yep, I've installed a camera at your place," Cartlandโs tone was joking, then became serious. He couldn't help but ask, "What's wrong? Had a row with Richard? Did he treat you bad?" Finally, the big brotherโs concern broke Merissa, her eyes red and her nose filled with a surge of bitterness. Her prolonged silent worried Cartland, but his tone remained gentle. "No way... Did he really treat you bad?" Merissa's replied in a sobbing tone, "Cartland... Richard and I are getting a divorce." "That's great! Good for you! You should have left that jerk long ago! He has no idea how to treasure a nice girl like you. Don't worry, now that you're home, whatever you need, I'm here for you." While speaking out what he really thought, he knew Merissa was suffering. Merrisa left Richard despite how much she loved him, which only showed how many times he had wronged her. Cartland was determined to teach Richard a lesson. "Why don't you join me tonight? I'm having dinner with the director of the series I'm filming. Since you're back to the company, you'll be working with him later for sure." Cartland knew Merissa was heartbroken, but life went on, and the best way to heal was to keep her busy. "Okay, thanks, Cartland," Merissa agreed, appreciating his efforts. Cartland felt a bit relieved and advised, "Also, come home when you get a chance. Divorced or not, you're still part of the family. I support whatever decisions you make." Merissa agreed, feeling a comforting warmth. Now, it was time to get down to business. Merissa had a lawyer draw up a divorce agreement. The document was straightforward except for two issues: the division of assets and the reason for the divorce. "What about the marital assets? How would you like to handle that?" her lawyer asked. Recalling Maddie's words, Merissa scoffed, "I don't want a single stinky penny of from the Adler family. I'll walk away empty-handed. As for the cause of divorce, please do write down 'the inability of the male party'." Since Richard dared to flirt with other women in front of her, why she needed to care about his feeling? The lawyer was flabbergasted by this statement, a divorce reason he had never heard before . He noted down her requirements, apprehensive that Mr. Adler would strangle him down the moment he saw this divorce petition. ***** Meanwhile, Richard was in his office. "Sir, you have new mail," the secretary said as she placed the freshly delivered express mail on Richard's desk. Opening the envelope, Richard saw the big title: Divorce Agreement. Although he had considered divorce following Maddie's return, it was never supposed to be initiated by Merissa. If anyone was going to dump the other, it would be him, not her. Before he opened the document, Richard had assumed with a smirk that Merissa must be making an effort to save him, based on his idea that she could never live without him. But then, Richard's smirk faded when he saw the title. And then it became a shock the moment he read the content. Distribution of marital properties: The female party waivers rights to all marital properties Cause of divorce: Malfunction of the male party What? She would actually want no money while claiming he was incompetent? She knew too well if he was potent or not. Richard felt he had underestimated Merissa; she truly had guts! The secretary carefully observed Richard, whose face was stormy as a thundercloud, wishing she could disappear into the thin air. "Did Merissa send this?!" Richard bellowed like an enraged lion, ready to lash out at anyone close by. "Well, yes and no..." the secretary faltered, timidly handing over a business card. "It was actually delivered by a lawyer who claimed he's fully representing Merissa... for any discussions about the divorce." The secretary finished her sentence, trembling in fear, fully aware of how furious her boss looked. Richard tried to pull out his phone but was so enraged that he fumbled and dropped it to the floor. The secretary desperately wanted to laugh at all this, but she managed to suppress her giggles, reminded of Richard's scowling face. With a furious swipe, Richard threw the divorce papers on his desk and dialed Merissa's number, only to find it unanswered. Normally, Merissa would pick up his calls immediately and respond to his messages right away. Now she had got some nerve! She actually had the guts to ignore his calls! "Get the car ready!" Richard commanded. ***** Back at the Adler Mansion, Richard stormed in, his face a mask of fury. "Where's Merissa?!" "S-sheโs left with her luggage," the butler stammered, taking his coat tremblingly. "She said you and her are divorced now." "Gone?" Richard muttered in disbelief. Did she really leave just because he hadn't accompanied her to the hospital today? That didn't make sense, cause Merissa wasn't one to storm off over such things. What was going on with her? Richard tried constantly to dial Merissa's number, and finally, on the twentieth attempt, she answered. Unable to contain his anger, he exploded, "Divorce? Turning down money and insinuating I'm not capable in bed? What on earth do you mean?!" Sensing Richard's agitation, Merissa only felt satisfied and responded casually, "Exactly what the paper says." "Merissa, even nonsense has a limit," Richard began his self-important lecture, once again. "Do you really think I care about your money?" Merissa shot back. Richard was momentarily speechless. Wasn't it all about the money? Didn't she marry him because of it? Oh, and her worthless love. Recalling how Merissa had always adored him, Richard took several deep breaths, his tone cold and harsh. "Change the cause of divorce, and then I'll decide whether to sign it or not." Listening to his patronizing tone, Merissa mocked, "What? Are you in love with me? Is that why you're reluctant to sign?" Richard instinctively responded, "How could that possibly be!" "Then why won't you agree to the divorce?" Stumped by the rebuttals of Merissa who had suddenly become so eloquent, Richard clenched his teeth and finally hissed, "Fine! Merissa, the divorce is on. I'll draft a new agreement for you, but you better not regret it later!" Before Merissa could reply, Richard had already hung up. Merissa made a face at her phone, knowing well that Richard couldn't resist a challenge. She then snapped some photos of the divorce agreement, with one of them highlighting the cause of divorce, and shared it in a group chat that contained their mutual friends. She also posted on social media: Guys! I'm single now! Within half an hour, social media went into a frenzy. His friend, Harold Pearson, called him in surprise. "You and Merissa are getting a divorce?!" "What?" Richard was baffled. "Check the group chat!" Harold urged. Checking his social media messages, Richard saw that Merissa had posted the divorce agreement and specifically highlighted the cause of divorce in their group chat. The group was buzzing with jokes about him, while Merissa, the person behind this, had quit the group after her post. Still reeling, Richard choked on his coffee when he read the messages, spitting it out in a coughing fit. That bad woman! He had just asked her to change the divorce reason, but then she posted it verbatim in their friends' group chat! Now everyone was aware of his supposed inadequacies! Oh no, that wasn't right; he was perfectly capable! Fine, if Merissa was so eager for a divorce, he'd give it to her! Richard was curious to see how Merissa'd manage without him! As a result, Merissa's antics turned Richard into a joke when he arrived at the restaurant. Harold chuckled, "I had no idea you had issues in bed." Harold and Richard, whose families had been friends for generations, had always ribbed each other. "Stop! That is enough, I donโt wanna hear it again" Richard retorted, frowning. "Seriously, are you and Merissa actually splitting?" Harold asked. "It's probably another one of her games," Richard responded, clearly impatient. He didn't have much patience for Merissa. Harold went on, "Indeed, Merissa doesnโt quite stand out. Sheโs as plain as water; not well-dressed and a bit provincial. Plus, she came from a bankrupt family, so her mediocre social standing can hardly be a match for Maddie, who at least has a certain celebrity appeal." Richard scowled but said nothing in defense. To him, Merissa was indeed that kind of woman. Another friend piped up, "Yet no matter how plain she seems, she has kicked up quite a storm. She's not as docile as she appears, more like a ticking time bomb." "That's pretty intriguing. Fiery looks and a fiery personality, I kind of like that." Harold shrugged. "What's everyone talking about?" A sweet girly voice interrupted. With her wavy brown hair, Maddie seemed charming and sweet. "We were just discussing Merissa, but let's change the subject now that you're here." Harold replied. A fleeting look of malice crossed Maddie's face at the mention of Merissa. She was envious of Merissa's natural beauty and her long-standing connection with Richard. Whenever she was around, Maddie always felt outshined by her. However, Maddie kept her composure in front of everyone else, confident because of her background. "Indeed... I think Merissaโs out of his league. Her family background is poor, so she had no other resources but Richard to rely on. Plus she isnโt too keen on dressing up, so itโs impossible to take her to any formal events or parties." "Moreover..." Maddie paused, smiling charmingly while taking Richard's hand. "I've already returned. Richard, you must be thrilled." Richard took a sip of his tequila and replied softly, "Yeah." Even now, Richard was certain Merissa wouldn't really go through with the divorce. He believed he should have the final say in their marriage! ***** Just then, their conversation was interrupted by a stir around the restaurant entrance. "Oh! That's Cartland! He's the new shining star! I'm co-starring with him in my next movie!" Maddie exclaimed excitedly. Cartland, dressed in a sharp suit, looked every bit the dashing gentleman. His attractive, azure eyes sparkled like stars. His face alone was a beacon of charisma. On closer inspection, Cartland was accompanied by a strikingly attractive woman with a sexy figure. Anyone who noticed her found it hard to look away. Richard, however, seemed to be bewitched by the pair. The woman's slender waist and elegant shoulders reminded him of someone. Somehow, Merissa's name came into his mind. Just then, Harold spoke up, "Richard... Don't you think that woman with Cartland looks familiar?" "What?" Harold knew he wasn't mistaken. "She looks like... Merissa?" Just then, Richard also recognized that stunning woman. It was none other than his wife, Merissa, who was breathtaking in a way he had never seen before! Bathed in soft blue light, her figure was elegantly outlined in a silver-white V-neck gown that hugged her contours perfectly. Her skin shimmered under the lights, and her long legs were set off by a pair of sparkling nude-color high heels, fully embellished with diamond. Her dark, slightly curled hair cascaded casually down her back, adding a touch of leisure. Her deep green eyes were captivating, and her pink lips only added to her allure. She was stunning, irresistibly so. Looking different from the past, today's Merissa applied makeup, enhancing her already striking features. She seemed like a radiant red rose, exuding irresistible allure. "My God, is that really Merissa? She looks completely transformed; I almost didn't recognize her!" "Yeah, she's like a whole new person!" Richard's friends also gathered around, each one voicing their admiration for his soon-to-be ex-wife's beauty. Richard himself was shocked. Beyond the ordinary and plain Merissa he knew, there was a side to her he had never seen. At home, she had never decked out, with thick, ugly black-framed glasses that masked all her beauty. But who was that man beside her? She had just filed for divorce, and now she was with someone else? Was he really that inadequate that she was in such a rush to find a replacement? Richard dislike that glasses at all. "Isn't that man with Merissa the hot new celebrity everyone's talking about?" "Yes, that's Cartland Narth. He's a scion of the prominent Narth family, quite the catch!" "Oh Richard, looks like your ex-wife has picked a great partner!" Richard's friends were ever eager for some drama and didn't hold back their comments. Richard's expression turned even colder, his expression chilling as if the air around him could freeze someone alive. It seemed his ex-wife really had a game plan, embarrassing him during their marriage and now making a fool of him during their divorce! Noticing Richard's change, Maddie clenched her fists hard, her eyes a swirling mix of jealousy and malice. Why should Merissa get to be so stunning? Even more eye-catching than her? No, this shouldn't be happening! No way! Merissa should have been like a rat in the sewers, ideally married to a man with a lot problems or an abusive old man. That would have been a fitting end for her. But why? Why did Merissa end up with Cartland, whom Maddie was dying to work with, after she had hogged Richard for three years? ***** Unaware she had become the subject of such scrutiny, Merissa felt relieved to finally be herself again. What a liberating feeling! No longer did she have to worry about whether Richard liked her or when she might lose him. "Do you want to go up and play a piece? It's been a long time since I've heard you play the cello," Cartland suggested, breaking her thoughts. Merissa looked over, her eyes resting on the antique cello placed prominently in the center of the hall. She couldn't help but recall those lovely days she once had. "Okay. It's indeed been so long. I almost forgot how it felt," she said, and with a gentle smile, she walked gradually towards it. As she approached the cello, all eyes in the room turned to her. Sitting down slowly, Merissa set up the cello gracefully and skillfully. The next moment, her fingers fluttered over the strings like butterflies, and as the bow glided back and forth, a rich, beautiful melody began to resonate throughout the hall. The melody was ethereal and tinged with sadness, touching everyone's hearts while cleansing their souls. For that moment, time seemed to stop as everyone was engrossed in the performance of the dazzling woman on stage. As the piece ended, the room burst into enthusiastic applause. Richard, too, had been drawn deep into the haunting music, jerked back to reality only by the sudden applause. Merissa played the cello! However, he had never known even though they had been a couple for years. What more was she hiding? Feeling as if something were stuck at the top of his throat, Richard couldn't shake off his discomfort. Watching his sister reclaim her past glory on stage, Cartland felt an indescribable pride and admiration. He stepped forward and embraced Merissa. "It seems the little sister that used to make me proud has finally returned." "Tell me about it!" Merissa beamed, utterly oblivious to Richard's brooding gaze from afar. Richard's face turned livid, yet he still seemed quite impressed by her talent. It appeared he had grossly underestimated her. He had once believed she was capable of nothing, but now, he realized it was just her disguise. Seeing Merissa so close to another man, a man far superior to him, made him feel sick. Beside him, Maddie was equally shocked by Merissa's transformation. This was beyond her wildest expectations! But she wouldn't allow Merissa to outshine her, nor to take Richard back. Suddenly, an idea struck Maddie. She inched closer to Richard, shyly tugged at his sleeve, and then said softly, "Richard, Merissa was married to you for so long, yet she never dressed up in front of you. Did she mean to disgrace you? And now, shortly after asking for a divorce, she began dating a celebrity. Did she cheat on you all along?" Her words turned Richard's already sullen face even stormier, his fingers tightening around his glass until they turned white. Yes, Merissa had never dressed up like this during their marriage. Was it all just for Cartland now? Most importantly, they hadn't divorced yet! How dare she! She must have done this on purpose! Feeling the sharp gaze from afar, Merissa glanced over, and her eyes widened in shock. Those two again! Always looming like dark clouds! Richard and Merissa's eyes met. Richard's gaze was a mix of fury and admiration, but Merissa's was filled with disdain and disgust. Encountering Richard and Maddie here was the most detestable moment of her day. "A face-off, here we go!" Harold remarked gleefully. "Yeah, and Richard's got a tough competitor this time! After all, that guy is a wealthy, good-looking celebrity!" "How do they even know each other that well? the Merissa that we had always underestimated has now suddenly become the companion of a celebrity, and they even look good together!" Richard felt his friends' chitchat was just noise. He had eyes; he could see for himself! His anger was raving, breaths coming in heavy. He then slammed his glass on the table so hard that it cracked. Seeing Richard's violent mood swings because of Merissa made Maddie grow even more jealous and resentful, though she maintained a facade of innocence and friendliness. "Richard, should we say hello to Merissa?" As Maddie spoke, her gaze involuntarily drifted towards Cartland. She understood the value of this man all too well. Despite his celebrity facade, rumors had it he was the eldest son of the Narth family and behind the industry powerhouse Kangster Films which was known to dominate the entertainment industry, and just being associated with it could secure endless resources, ensuring her career soared. Maddie couldn't resist adding fuel to the fire. "Richard, Merissa and Mr. Narth seem unusually close. Could it be that Merissa had planned your divorce in advance? Did she dress so seductively just to meet him?" Richard's face turned even more livid. So, Merissa couldn't wait to divorce because she had already found the next golden goose? How dare she commit marital infidelity when he hadnโt even signed the divorce papers yet! He stood up abruptly and strode towards the duo. Overjoyed, Maddie smiled and followed him. "Richard, wait for me..." Richard blocked their path, tugging at his tie irritably. "Mr. Narth." Cartland stopped and looked at the man who had hurt his sister, his expression indifferent. "Mr. Adler." Maddie hurriedly stepped forward. "Mr. Narth, I'm Maddie." She seemed to deliberately modulate her voice to sound sweet, which caused Merissa to cringe in disgust. Cartland frowned slightly. "Sorry, I don't recognize you." Maddie's smile froze, her face turning red and then pale; this was the first time she had been snubbed by a man, especially in front of so many familiar faces. But a moment later, she forced a smile, knowing this man was a resource she could never attain in several lifetimes. "Mr. Narth, we have a collaboration coming up later." Cartland remained indifferent. "We'll talk later then." Merissa couldn't help but snicker, admiring how her brother managed to dismiss with such finesse. Cartland's indifferent responses were embarrassing for Maddie, but considering the potential resources, she didn't give up. "Mr. Narth, you really have a sense of humor. I'm actually a big fan of yours; can we take a picture together?" Finally showing signs of impatience on his icy face, Cartland replied, "Ms. Ford, you'll have to ask my partner. If she agrees, I'll do it; if not, sorry." He gestured to Merissa, wrapping an arm around her, and whispering in her ear, their stance intimate. Merissa played along, leaning into him, all soft and delicate. Seeing this, Maddie could no longer maintain her smile. Richard couldn't hold back his anger and blurted out, "There's no need to target Maddie. Also, what exactly is your relationship?" Merissa's expression turned cold instantly. Though she left him without hesitation, her heart ached from seeing the man she had loved repeatedly defend his mistress. "Richard, get this straight. Your little lover is the one who threw herself at Cartland. Nobody is targeting her! And my relationship with Cartland is none of your business! We're divorced now, remember? And as for the reason, I think everyone here is well aware of it. Oh, by the way, why haven't you signed the divorce papers yet?" Mentioning the divorce reason only fueled Richard's anger, his mind momentarily crashing. When did Merissa become so sharp-tongued? He couldnโt think of anything to say back to her. No way! But Maddie was preoccupied with something else. Richard hadn't signed that divorce agreement yet! Did Richard not want to sign? Did he still have feelings for Merissa? Maddie looked at Richard, her eyes filled with pain and helplessness, but Richard was too distracted by his thoughts to notice. He was busy figuring out how to salvage his bruised ego. Finally, he managed to respond, "Fine... You're quite something! You have got some nerve to judge me when you have hooked up with another man as soon as you asked for a divorce!" Merissa retorted sharply, "Look who's talking. You were the one cheating during our marriage!" Her words turned both Maddie and Richard's faces crimson. It was true; everyone knew about their disgraceful relationship. Someone in the crowd couldn't help but laugh out loud. What a splendid exchange! "No, that's not it!" Maddie protested. "Merissa, you must be misunderstanding me and Richard..." Merissa cut her off, "Doesnโt matter to me. Besides," she eyed the necklace on Maddie's neck, a token Richard had given her to signify their bond,then showed an enigmatic smile. How bold Maddie was! Maddie took away her necklace and still dared to appear in front of her wearing it! Simply challenging her! What would happen if Richard knew her true identity? Next second, without hesitation, Merissa came up to whisper to Maddie, "is that necklace really yours? Did you and Richard actually have a past?" Maddie's face turned pale. What? The necklace? What had Merissa found out, and how? Had Merissa discovered that she had never actually been a co-victim with Richard in the kidnapping? She had always concealed the truth so perfectly, that even Richard had never doubted her. How did Merissa figure it out? Must know, Richard always accepted her love because she had this necklace! If he found out that she was not the owner of the necklace, he must definitely leave her! One question led to another, filling Maddie with fear and making her feel exposed. At this time, Richard also came forward and asked, "Maddie, what's happened? What did she say to you?" "Umโฆ" Maddie hesitated. And Cartland stepped in front of Merissa and said firmly, "To my knowledge, what Merissa is saying is accurate." His gaze then slid from Maddie to Richard. Richard also kept his eyes on Maddie, waiting for what she would say next. Maddie's eyes reddened as she retorted, "But Mr. Narth, surely you don't need to defend someone as rude and uncouth as her?" Maddie still believed Merissa had seduced Cartland with her looks and body, which drove her to make the most unpleasant comments possible. Cartland raised an eyebrow, surprised to hear his family referred to as rude and uncouth. He was impressed by Merissa's ability to blend in. He was about to reveal his identity, but Merissa subtly signaled him not to. She didn't want to expose Maddie's lies now, because she already had a plan to let everyone know about Maddie's ugliness. So, Cartland responded with a snort, "Cause I indulge her. Do you have a problem with that?" Maddie's eyes widened in shock. She couldn't believe that Cartland was staunchly defending Merissa! Richard was equally stunned. It became clear to him that this man might have genuine feelings for Merissa. As tensions mounted, a familiar voice called out from a distance. "Cartland? Merissa? There you are." Following the voice, Maddie gasped in shock, her eyes widening as she recognized the speaker. "Isn't this... Edgar Mortiz, the famous director? He's here? Oh my God, I can't believe I'm seeing him!" Maddie exclaimed. Maddie was set to play a part in Edgar's next project, but her role was unimportant, so she hadn't had the opportunity to meet the director in person. Trying to sound sweet and demure, Maddie greeted him, "Mr. Mortiz." Edgar frowned, clearly annoyed by the overt flattery. Then, he turned to Merissa and Cartland instead. "Let's go, my esteemed guest and brilliant lead actor." Wearing a genuine smile, Edgar replaced his cold demeanor toward Maddie with visible respect and hospitality as he led Merissa and Cartland to a private VIP dining room, which was accessible only to major shareholders of the restaurant. As Merissa was about to sit down, Edgar eagerly moved to pull out her chair and poured her a glass of wine. After receiving a polite nod of thanks from Merissa, he relaxed and sat down. "I've always heard Cartland speak so highly of you." Edgar began, admiration evident in his voice. "He said his sister was both beautiful and capable. Now, I can tell you've lived up to your reputation! To be so young and already the head of Kangster Films, the No. 1 in the industry, is truly impressive!" He had always admired young people who made names for themselves, which was why he liked Cartland and Merissa. "Thank you. I also admire your work, so I'm very keen for Kangster to invest in your new project," Merissa responded. Edgar had known Merissa and Cartland's identities for a long time, and appreciated their powerful family backgrounds, which only increased his respect for their relentless drive to start their own business. From a distance, Richard and Maddie, along with others, although unable to hear the conversation, were stunned by the scene. It was normal for Cartland to be respected as the lead actor, but Merissa's reception was puzzling. Being Cartland's date couldn't earn her respect, but there didn't seem to be other possibilities... Maddie was seething with envy, almost suffocating from her jealousy. Why? Why was Edgar so dismissive towards her yet so attentive to Merissa? Maddie wanted to seriously hurt Merissa but had to maintain a weak facade due to the influential crowd around her. Her eyes welled up as she lamented. "I'm sorry, Richard, it's my fault. But I never imagined Merissa would have such deep connections with so many prominent men." Her words implied an accusation of impropriety against Merissa. Richard stared at Merissa, now confident and vibrant when talking to Edgar, a stark contrast to the woman he had known. "Looks like your wife has kept many secrets from you," Harold commented. "What secrets could she possibly have..." Richard muttered irritably,"She's just a gold-digger who'd latch onto any man for money." Harold squinted thoughtfully. "Really? Doesn't seem like it to me." Richard frowned, countering, "Then what else could it be? She doesn't have any significant background." Every mention of "Merissa" by Richard grated on Maddie. A hint of malice flashed across her eyes. She was determined to exact revenge, not only to secure her marriage with Richard but also to drive Merissa out, like a rat in the trap. She would definitely make this happen! However, Maddie knew now wasn't the best time for revenge. She had to wait for the right moment. Adjusting her emotions, she resumed her role as a damsel in distress, clutching Richard's sleeve tightly. "Merissa has misunderstood me, and now she's also in Edgar's good graces. I guess my acting career is over, isn't it? What should I do, Richard? I'm really scared..." Richard rubbed his temples and finally said, "It won't come to that. I know Edgar values talent above all." Seeing Richard had failed to get the hint, Maddie gritted her teeth and laid it out. "But I'm still worried. Richard, if I could just get an opportunity with Kangster Films... I'm sure you can help me, right?" Beholding her meek demeanor, Richardโs tone softened greatly as he rubbed her head, "Don't worry, I have connections. 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