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My Crippled Ex-Husband Is An Emperor The bracelet
Eisha didn't dare look back as she ran. Although she was afraid of what would happen to Daniel with her gone, she knew it was necessary to save the Empress before the monster she once considered a friend got to her. She didn't think that Daniel was equipped enough to hold him down for long and her legs were getting tired. On sighting a horse from a distance, she quickly flagged the horse and luckily it was a royal horse. “Who are you running?” The soldier asked. Eisha was about to respond when she suddenly realized that a single royal horse couldn't be out here in their market.It only meant one thing. Without responding, she dashed past him, running to catch a carriage to the palace. Her heart skipped when she heard the horse galloping behind her.“Hey, woman! Stop there!” He yelled. She quickly diverted into a narrow street and went through several houses, confident he wouldn't find her. By the time she was out on the street again, the rider was nowhere in sight. She flagged a
My Crippled Ex-Husband Is An Emperor Answers
The first hit had Daniel flying across the street. He let out a loud groan as his back connected with the tree. This wasn't the regular fight he was used to but he knew exactly what he was getting himself into when he challenged Roy.He forced himself up the ground and charged towards Roy but the man easily swung him to the side. “You know when you challenged me, I actually thought you had some insight on how to fight me spiritually,” he huffed, “but engaging you has proven to be a waste of time!”“Which is why you should take me on!” A feminine voice challenged from behind. Roy already recognized the voice as Darell's.He whipped his head around, surprised that she could get the chains off her. He'd always known there was something special about this woman and every single minute he spent with her proved that she was twice as powerful as he was.“I didn't expect you to be up so soon,” he said. “How long did you think I could stand the stench of your wife?” Darell retorted. “Wife?
My Crippled Ex-Husband Is An Emperor Awake
Darell went to the execution ground with a couple of guards. Roy was still unconscious and it was perfect for her operation. She set her materials in place and started the ritual. Soon enough, she invaded Roy's mind but just before she could extract the information she was looking for, his eyes flew open and a cruel laugh escaped him.“What do you think you are doing?” He asked her. “Do you think I will keep such confidential information in my head?” “What did the Empress do to you?” Darell demanded.“Nothing,” he shrugged. “Was it the Emperor then?” She asked. “He doesn't need to do anything for me to punish him. I love the feeling of crushing the weak,” he laughed. Darell knew this man was a maniac.She knocked him back unconscious with an enchanted powder and began the ritual once again. Although he made it clear that the answers were not in his mind, she didn't want to relent. Even if she didn't get a direct answer, she was sure she would find a clue on how to stop it. She
My Crippled Ex-Husband Is An Emperor Done
“You already cast this spell on me. Am I supposed to stay awake forever, Darell?” Ivory was fed up. “Please calm down, your highness,” Darell said softly. “How many more of these temporary spells do I need? You already did the first one and it wore off in three days or less and now this?” Ivory exasperated.“We are trying to buy time to find a solution, Your Majesty. Please understand,” Darell explained calmly. She couldn't find it in her to get pissed at Ivory. She couldn't even imagine what the woman was going through now. “You know what, I'm done with this!” Ivory growled and stormed out of the room. “Where is she going? Somebody stop her!” Darell yelled but the glares that Ivory threw their way made them stand back. They resorted to informing the Emperor as he was the only one who could calm her down. Ivory got to the kitchen and matched to the cabinets where the knives were kept. The maids gasped as she grabbed the butcher knife. Darell rushed into the kitchen at that mom
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
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