Mistress, I Was Wrong - Chapter 140 (1)

“Let’s get a divorce,” Chen Jinyao said.

She knew that she was only a supporting character in this novel world. The male lead only married her as a business relationship and, sooner or later, the female lead of the story would eventually show up.

If Chen Jinyao was indecisive about leaving, only heartbreak would follow.

Something pulled her thin white wrist, and next thing she knew, she was pushed down and pressed against a pillow. Yan Cheng’s peach blossom eyes bored into her in discontent as he declared, “Only in your dreams!”

After spending a colorful night, she was too tired to lift a finger.

When she fell asleep in Yan Cheng’s arms, she had a dream.

In her dream, she had turned 80 years old.

But can someone tell her why she still hadn’t left the marriage at that age?

Three thousand years of bowing down to the Demon Lord, I would rather be a mortal than a celestial being when looking back, but for her I will… become one who controls life and death!

Every author loves their story.Sure, you may get tired of writing it after quite a while, but even so; it was a novel you enjoyed writing before, no?The words you put consideration to, the effort you did research overnight.The thrill to have a reader, the thought of someone enjoyed your work.All of it was something you used to cherish, but you may end up forgetting the joy over small things one day as you move on.Everyone loves their work.But some forget they did.

Witnessing her ex-boyfriend and best friend getting together, Isabella Weaver impulsively decided to have a flash marriage!After the wedding, Isabella led a more thrilling life.The neighbor's dog bit her, and the next day the neighbor disappeared and the dog was missing.Her boss harassed her, and the next day the company was emptied and the boss vanished.The principal wanted to expel her, and the next day the school was closed and the principal disappeared.Her biological father hit her, and the next day the house was gone with her father and stepmother both missing!Isabella was a bit panicked. Just who was this husband she randomly picked up on the street?“Sir, could you please introduce yourself? I can't handle too much shock!”The man calmly replied, “My identity, your husband, the rest, unimportant.”(The most pampering and sweetest on the entire internet! There's none like it! After reading this book, you won't need to eat sweets because—you'll be sweetened to death.)