Divorcing My Forced Husband: Why Is He Begging Me to Stay?
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I hid my massive crush on Nolan Mercer for fifteen years. I wasn't his dream girl, so I kept my mouth shut.
Then a "Romance System" popped into my head and locked me in as his true love.
Game on. I stopped playing the nice girl. I forced him to marry me, and basically kept him trapped in my bed every chance I got.
Nolan despised me for it. I didn't care. I figured the System forced him to play along anyway.
Six wild months later, the System started glitching and screaming in my brain.
[MISTAKE! You are the evil supporting character, NOT the heroine! Dump him right now or you will be punished!]
That night, Nolan was lounging on our bed, glaring at me like usual.
"Blair," he spat. "Is forcing me the only trick you know? You have no idea what love is. One day, I'll escape you."
He waited for me to rip his shirt open.
Instead, I reached over and buttoned him right up to the collar.
"You're totally right," I smiled. "I want a divorce."
Then a "Romance System" popped into my head and locked me in as his true love.
Game on. I stopped playing the nice girl. I forced him to marry me, and basically kept him trapped in my bed every chance I got.
Nolan despised me for it. I didn't care. I figured the System forced him to play along anyway.
Six wild months later, the System started glitching and screaming in my brain.
[MISTAKE! You are the evil supporting character, NOT the heroine! Dump him right now or you will be punished!]
That night, Nolan was lounging on our bed, glaring at me like usual.
"Blair," he spat. "Is forcing me the only trick you know? You have no idea what love is. One day, I'll escape you."
He waited for me to rip his shirt open.
Instead, I reached over and buttoned him right up to the collar.
"You're totally right," I smiled. "I want a divorce."


















































