My Wife Longs for Divorce Every Day - Chapter 513 - : 513, will I, Su Wanwan, get drunk?

This novel is also known as I Turned Over A New Leaf After Marrying A Sickly Lord

Luo City beauty Su An’an was accused of marrying the sick seedlings that the Shen family kept in the countryside, and people in the city talked about it for a while.

Some people regret that such a beautiful woman should marry a blind man.

But the more discussion is that, according to the frailty of that son Shen, I am afraid that Miss Su will marry and live as a widow.

There was gossip everywhere, but Su Anan remained calm and married decisively.

Because she came back from the rebirth and knew how much it cost after being forced to run away from marriage in her previous life.

So when she woke up, she found that she had returned to the eve of her marriage, and everything had come in time. She would not run away and marry in peace.

Originally, he lived in peace with the thought of respecting each other as a guest and serving as a good student, but never thought that this ill husband was somewhat different from the rumors of the previous life…

Don’t you mean blind? Don’t you mean weak? Don’t you mean that you will die soon?

Whoever said that, come out!

Su An’an climbed out of the door holding her aching old waist, and sighed sincerely, the rumors are misleading.

Reborn Cookie, 1v1 Shuangjie~

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As far as the eye can see, the extreme arctic ice field is cold and cold.

Winter wolves sneaked, frost tigers roared, giants roared… Many creatures struggled to survive in the snow.

At the same time, a white hatchling that controlled the power of time broke out of its shell and opened the pair of platinum dragons with bright colors? , now, in the future, haunting all timelines, creating an endless legend of the dragon that controls time.

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It's simple. A vengeful wildfire of a woman. A tyrant who begs to be burned.When Aria crashes into Kael’s empire, hellbent on making him pay for taking her job away, she’s met not with defiance—but a dare. “You want revenge?” he taunts, voice dripping with dark invitation.“Then ruin me. Take your pound of flesh exactly where it hurts.” His proposition is a trap laced with sin: As expected he calls the shots in his bed, her contempt is his twisted aphrodisiac.“Hate me until your hands shake,” he growls. “But do it on top of me, where I can watch you savor every cut.”Their arrangement is a collision of dominance and delirium. Aria wields her fury like a blade, determined to break him. Kael? He thrives under her wrath, goading her darker, deeper, hungrier.But vengeance turns slippery when every command she hisses ignites his obedience, and every cold glare melts into bruising kisses. Soon, the bed becomes a battleground—her nails carving victory into his skin, his whispers a serpent’s promise: “Chain me with your rage, darling. I’ll still come back for more.”The rules are simple: No mercy. No surrender. But as their games spiral into something ravenous, who’s destroying whom? And when hatred burns this hot, what’s left when the ashes cool?