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My Crippled Ex-Husband Is An Emperor Cold Welcome
You're free to go home, sir,” the doctor informed him. Styles stared at the door, waiting for his wife to walk in happily and tell him how much she missed him.The doctor noticed his stare and asked, “What are you looking at? Did you hear anything I just said?” Styles blinked, returning his attention to the man. “Yes, sir. I heard you. I… I was just waiting for my wife to come in. She hasn't visited in two weeks now. I thought maybe…” the words refused to come out.The doctor shook his head in pity. “Your wife is not here, unfortunately, but a guard was sent to sign you out. I believe he would be taking you home,” the doctor informed him.A guard? Not Mona, not even a family member. A mere guard?As if to confirm what the doctor said, a guard walked in. “I'm here to take you home in order of the Duchess. I hope you don't mind,” the guard said formally before lifting him off the bed into the wheelchair. “Where is my wife?” He asked. The guard glanced at him with a skeptical expre
My Crippled Ex-Husband Is An Emperor Cheat
Styles rolled the wheelchair to the residential area once again but he was confronted with the same guards who threw him in the servant's quarters earlier.“You never learn, do you?” The first guard huffed. “I don't want trouble. I heard my wife is back, I just want to see her, please,” he pleaded.“Is that so? Well her Highness warned us not to let you step foot, I mean, step wheel in this hallway.” The other guards laughed even though the joke was anything but funny. Styles cursed the stupid accident for putting him in his current state.If his legs were still functional, he would have taken them all down. He was a black belt holder in martial arts. These clowns in uniform were no match for him even if he was armless and they had guns to his throat.“I don't intend to cause trouble. I only want to see my wife.” “Well, you leave us no choice…” the guard trailed off and Styles sensed danger. Just as he was about to turn the wheel around, they grabbed his wheelchair and pushed him
My Crippled Ex-Husband Is An Emperor Separation
Styles woke up to a cold cloth placed over his head. He winced as the light penetrated his eyes triggering a light headache. “You're awake, thank goodness!” He heard a feminine voice. “You know your condition yet you still anger them. Do you have a death wish?”Styles forced his eyes open to see the owner of the voice. It was a young woman, probably around Mona's age or younger but unlike Mona, the girl was no incredible beauty.She had an average appearance. A cute nose, small lips, and soft brown eyes. Her hair was concealed in a bonnet. Taking a good look at her now, she was clad in a servant's uniform.He wasn't sure he'd seen her before.“W-Who are you?” He asked weakly.“Someone who found you half-dead in the hallway after your in-laws beat you to pulp,” she responded.Reality slapped him in the face once again and he became sullen. This wasn't the way he envisioned his marriage with Mona to be. The girl noticed his expression and placed a supportive hand on his shoulder.“Hey
My Crippled Ex-Husband Is An Emperor Demands
The Duke's family were hardly done with him. Styles assumed the separation rites were all that was left, but he was dead wrong.They wanted compensation. Not just any compensation but twenty bags of silver. “Mother, there is no need for all of this. He has signed the papers, all we need to do is perform the rites tomorrow and I'm a free woman. There is no need to drag this,” Mona reasoned with her mother.“I beg to differ. This useless man here wasted two years of your life. He made you lose suitors who would have been very valuable to us only to turn into this. He needs to pay for emotional support for bringing this disgrace upon us,” Duchess Elena argued.“Twenty bags of silver? Mother, are you forgetting that Styles is a deadbeat husband? He has nothing other than the clothes you see him on. Where do you expect him to get twenty bags of silver from? He can't even boast of ten, Mom.”Styles would have appreciated the words of defense if it weren't a direct insult. Their demands wer
My Crippled Ex-Husband Is An Emperor Imprisoned
Styles remained in his room, thinking about his life; every wrong decision he made, and how much it cost him. Was it worth it in the end? Definitely not. He stared at the finger that once held the most significant jewelry in his life. Now it was all gone, burnt to ashes with nothing left but heartache. He rolled out of the stuffy room. He wanted to take a stroll around the palace and enjoy the evening breeze. Once again, his happiness was short-lived. He barely made it outside when his brother-in-law stopped him.“What is it this time?” Styles asked, somewhat agitated. The brothers stared at him with amused expressions.“It seems you might have forgotten but we will do the pleasure of reminding you that you bragged about getting us our compensation at sunset,” Klein spoke first. Styles let out a sigh. Of course, they wouldn't let it slide. Speaking of sunset, he wondered if his letter got to the palace at all.The delay was unlike them. Unless it didn't get to the intended pers
My Crippled Ex-Husband Is An Emperor Escape
For three days, Styles was kept in the dungeons with no food or water. His stomach was growling ferociously but there was nothing he could do.He was weak and hungry. His throat hurt from dryness caused by lack of water. His vision was blurry out slowly.With the way it was going, he was bound to pass out soon. “Hey,” he heard a soft whisper and opened his eyes. It was his hallway savior. He let out a weak smile.“Here to save me again?” “You bet!” She winked, passing him a plate through the bars. His eyes nearly bulged out at the sight of food.Even his stomach grumbled in excitement. He opened the plate quickly and started digging in. “Easy, tiger. Here, have some water. You must be thirsty.”He took the cup carefully and gulped down the water. It was so refreshing. Heaven on earth. “I don't know why you still stick around here with everything happening. Do you not have a place to run to?” She asked him. Styles stopped eating. The girl was surprised by the sudden pause and was
My Crippled Ex-Husband Is An Emperor Dinner
“You mean all these happened to you and you still insist we leave them be?” Ragi was raging now.A useless set of bandits had the temerity to attack the heir to the Black Empire? His so-called in-laws dared to maltreat him and even demand compensation?!“I can't believe you let this happen! We should be serving their fingers to them for breakfast!” Ragi fumed.“Calm down, Ragi. We can't have you unleashing more chaos. We are going to handle this my way,” Styles said calmly.Ragi was unhappy with the decision. This was a boy he had watched grow up. His father had charged him with the duty to protect him since he was ten years old.When the Prince left home four years ago, he left like a failure. He searched every possible place he could think of but his efforts had been futile.Only for the boy to return four years later with a disfigured face and broken limbs? The ancestors would turn in their graves if he let this happen.“Ragi,” Styles stroked his arm. “I know it hurts you to see ha
My Crippled Ex-Husband Is An Emperor The Scroll
“I advise you to watch your tone when you speak to me. You do not command me,” Ragi warned with a deadly glare. Mona bowed her head. “I am sorry. I didn't mean to disrespect you but he is not supposed to be here and he is stealing from the Prince,” she said quietly, keeping her eyes on her toes while hiding her trembling fingers behind her. “I didn't steal, General. His Majesty gave me these. He said they no longer fit him,” Styles told Ragi.The man wanted to roll his eyes at the ridiculousness of the situation but Styles gave him a stern look.“You may leave now,” he said coldly and Styles rolled out. “You too!” Mona walked out of the room sullenly. The stupid cripple had ruined her chances of exploring her future room.Ragi shut the door behind her and led her back to her room.“I am not feeling sleepy. I can keep you company if you like,” she offered.“Goodnight,” he said coldly and headed out. He went in search of Styles and found him in the library.“I'm not sure I can stand
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