Svetta’s new perfume hit my nose the moment I walked in—sharp, cloying, the scent of a woman who’d won.

I’m Entitled To Property,” Georgy Declared. “What Property? Are You Out Of Your Mind Or Something?” Polina Didn’t Understand.

— “Are you serious?” Vera froze, unable to believe her ears. “Repeat what you just said.”

A husband left for his wife’s friend, but he didn’t expect what his ex would do

— “Ilya, we’re getting divorced,” Anfisa said, stepping right in front of her husband and looking him straight in the eyes.

Yes, Sanya, hi. Everything’s fine. Plans? We’re getting ready here…” Igor swept his gaze over the entryway, where his six-year-old son Tyoma—already fully dressed—was...

“You’re nobody, got it? And you’ll obey me for the rest of your life. And no more orders like, ‘go pick up our daughter.’...

— I’m your wife, not a little errand girl! If your mother needs help, then you go yourself and work there. June 14, 2025...