Multiversal Friendship System - Chapter 37 - 0 Kurumi… Romance Master

After three years of marriage, he never showed affection, so she decided to let go of herself and fulfill him and his white moonlight, fully devoting herself to her career.“Mr. Wen, please be self-possessed, we are already divorced.” Looking at the man in front of her, her expression was indifferent.The man's eyes were burning as he looked at the woman, deeply regretting his decision.He thought she was an ordinary woman, but she was actually an awe-inspiring genius doctor, the king of hackers who could bankrupt people overnight, and the fearsome Ghost-faced Flower.“After the divorce, you've repeatedly sought my attention, haven't you just wanted to reconcile with me? I'll be generous and give you a chance to pursue me,” the man said with a doting smile.

Five years ago, Violet Don was framed and accused of causing the death of Noah Bates's child. This led to Noah's sending her to prison and the downfall of her family. What he didn't know was that Violet was also carrying his child.Five years later, upon Violet's release, Noah corners her, demanding, “If you want your child, come and atone for your sins!”Violet smiles, “You can let him call anyone mom.”Noah, filled with hatred, says, “After five years in prison, how can you still be so cruel!”“Yes,” Violet's eyes redden as she smiles, “In your eyes, I'm a murderer.”Later, he finds out that he has owed her an apology all along. But by then, she no longer cares...

When the admissions office of Witch Academy called, I was stunned—I had been accepted into a school I never imagined I could touch.Yes, I am a boy and it is an all-girls’ academy, but they did not mind, so I saw no reason to object. I had applied secretly, without telling my family, just to take a chance.But as soon as those striking seniors greeted us newcomers—pressing every boy against the wall with a knowing smile—I realized things were about to spin out of control.“Oh, come now, you sweet little freshman,” one of them said smoothly, her voice full of mischief. “Don’t make this difficult for me, your big sis. Swallow this core and transform into a witch like me, alright?”She held the glowing orb before us, half-threatening, half-teasing, almost inviting the new boys to react. It was clear she enjoyed it—the blend of fear and resistance in their expressions. Our unease seemed to be her personal amusement.After all, they only had this opportunity once a year.

In 1668, our city earned the title of “The Safest Place in the Country.”I had a lot to do with that. How?Because I was arrested.