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The General's Wife Wants to Leave

Experiencing a suffocating marriage with the man whom she was arranged to marry made Joanna want to leave him. But it was a failure as she died as the wife of the man who abandoned her and her son before they divorced. On the verge of her death, she made a wish to not encounter him again if there was a next life. She wished for the end of their fate only in this lifetime. She wanted to forget everything about him. However, when she opened her eyes again, she found herself in the room of the mansion of the man she just married. She was awakened by a dream that seemed to be a nightmare of her past life. She didn’t remember completely everything that had occurred in her past life and the dream was fragmented. But deep inside her heart, she only felt one thing. She was adamant about leaving him, to be far away from him. Therefore, she left his mansion just before she met him in person in the present lifetime. However, what she didn’t expect was that the so-called husband pursued her, not allowing her to leave him. Would Joanna be successful in leaving the man in this lifetime? Would fate play the same tragedy as her past life? --- As he pulled his finger away from her soft, warm lips, he said, “It is good you stopped winding up, Joanna. Otherwise, I would have used the other method to make you stop blabbering over the same, boring topic endlessly.” When he noticed the stubborn woman was about to prove herself to be stubborn, the man leaned forward in a swift movement, facing the woman’s stupefied face which was an inch away from his. “Continue to blabbering, don’t blame me if I apply my other method right now,” the man murmured above her breath, trailing his gaze from her quivering eyes to her lips before moving it back to her now widened eyes. --- *Cover doesn’t belong to the author. Credit to the artist/owner.

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The other end of the long corridor

With the wooden box in his hands, he looked up at his wife and asked, "Is it the box that you meant?"

Joanna nodded her head in response to his inquiry. She then pointed at the drawer where the tray of the jug of water and the glass were placed. 

"Please take the key to unlock the box. It is in the drawer," Joanna directed Canillas, and Canillas did as was instructed.

It was not difficult for Canillas to find the key once he pulled out the drawer, as the key was placed in an open position for the eyes. 

With the key in his hand, Canillas unlocked the box and lifted the lid open, only to cause him to blink his eyes at the sight that was revealed in the opened box. 

There were several small bottles of various colors of liquid lying neatly inside the wooden box. It was soon followed by a mixture of fragrance wafted into his nose.