On Alpha Planet, after marriage, if one of the parties feels that the days are no longer bearable, they can file for divorce.
If the other party agrees, then the marriage can be dissolved.
There was another scenario where the other party disagreed, and it led to an interstellar court case.
Then, the entire planet would be aware that the couple's relationship has broken down.
Lora didn't want to escalate things with Marcus to the interstellar court.
Moreover, if he initiated the divorce, she would certainly agree immediately.
However, after waiting for several days, their military training was about to begin, and there was still no response from him.
Lora was a decisive and straightforward person and didn't want to waste energy and time on this matter.
So, she directly submitted the divorce application.
After sending the application, there was no reply for a long time.
But since the military training had already started, she boarded the spaceship and headed to the training base with her classmates.
For the next month, they would be disconnected from the network and their neural interfaces, focusing solely on training.
After boarding the spaceship, Annie suddenly sat next to Lora and bumped her shoulder.
She said, "Lora, why haven't I seen your puppyish boyfriend these past few days? Isn't he also a freshman? Why isn't he participating in the military training?"
Annie and Lora hadn't been on good terms before.
But somehow, Annie suddenly found her pleasing to the eye! Looking at this eager cat, Lora was a bit speechless.
"He has his own things to take care of. Why, are you interested in him?"
"Well, indeed, but since I can't beat you, I thought I'd settle for second best. Can you have him introduce one of his brothers to me?"
Lora's mouth twitched.
Marcus only had one brother, and that was Crown Prince Shawn Wood, who was currently known as the "Universal Husband" on Alpha Planet.
Even if Lora dared to introduce him, Annie probably wouldn't dare to accept.
Lora was speechless.
"Are you bored or something?"
"You're the one who's bored. I heard a little rumor that Oliver, the senior from the graduating class, wants to challenge your puppyish boyfriend."
Senior Oliver was a prominent figure at the Imperial University, and he and Lora shared a common background.
They were both adopted by nobles from the Alpha Planet after growing up in an orphanage. Lora frowned, "Why is Senior Oliver looking for him?"
Annie shrugged, "I don't know, but the thought of single soldiers is simple. They believe in the strong rule. I guess it's because of that incident where your puppyish boyfriend beat Cole in the PK arena."
Lora remained silent, turning her head to look at the deep starry sky outside the cabin.
She was now disconnected from the network and had no idea whether Marcus had approved the divorce or not.
He should have approved it because he had no reason not to.
Although she felt a bit disappointed, Lora told herself that divorce was the best and only choice for both her and Marcus.
At this moment, the stern Ninth Prince sat behind his desk, his slender fingers tapping on the surface.
A divorce application lies on the neural interface.
He couldn't help but chuckle.
How dared this woman divorces him?
Did she despise him that much?
A hint of coldness flashed in Marcus's deep eyes, and his subordinates dared not utter a word.
Because if they did, they would meet the same fate as James, being sent to the Desolate Star to catch star thieves.
The Crown Prince faction had always been wary of Marcus.
If he really married a commoner, they would definitely breathe a sigh of relief.
After all, the future queen would never come from a commoner background.
Although he felt like he had returned to his childhood during the rut, Marcus remembered every word spoken and every action taken, even the smallest details.
The genetic match was one hundred percent, so Lora was the most suitable person to be his partner.
But now, this woman actually brought up the topic of divorce with him?!
Marcus sneered and immediately dialed the phone, but all he heard was the mechanical prompt tone.
"No response, the other party's light brain computer is offline."
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