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"Do you love...me?" My eyes stung as I asked my so-called husband. 

"No," he said quietly. "I don't love you. I don't need to love you. I just need to take care of you as I promised your father before he died."

My world crumbled down on me. 

His words hit me like a physical blow. I staggered back, the world spinning around me. "S-So that's it? This whole time, you've been with me out of some sense of duty?"

Elijah looked away, unable to meet my gaze. "Your father asked me to look after you, to make sure you were happy and safe. That's what I've been trying to do."

"Fine then. Let's get a divorce!" I announced, loud and clear. 
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Ash always believed he could make his cold and vicious hubby fall in love with him. 
However, after three years of marriage, Ash received only betrayal from Elijah. Elijah never loved him and was only with Ash because he promised Ash's father that he would take care of him after his death. Ash, heartbroken and sorrowful, decided to quit his marriage. 

However, when he handed Elijah the divorce papers, he ripped them pieces and pushed Ash against the wall. 

"You have lost your mind if you think I will ever divorce you." Elijah glared, but Ash was unaffected by his rage. However, once Ash had left him for good, Elijah realised how deeply he loved him, and not just because of his responsibility to Ash. So he resolved to go after Ash and bring him back. 

Amidst this, he came to know that Ash was the one who caused the accident four years ago in which Elijah lost both of his parents. He had investigated this case for years but now that he found out it was Ash, he was devastated. 

"Come back before I lose my mind and do something you will regret." 

But can an emotionless and frigid man who has never learned to express affection or feelings approach the love of his life while he conflicted between taking his revenge and loving Ash?

[BL] Dear Hushand, I want divorce

Elijah entered the modest home with a grateful smile. Grandpa clapped him on the back with his usual hearty welcome, guiding Elijah toward the living room.

"Make yourself comfortable, son," Grandpa said warmly. "This house may be small, but I bet you'll like it here. Peaceful. No noise, no rush."

Ash, who was standing nearby, added quietly, "It's not much, but I hope you'll feel at ease. The atmosphere here…it's different from the busy city life."

Elijah nodded, looking around. The small but quaint house already felt more like home than anything he'd known in years. "It's perfect," he said softly, his gaze landing on Ash.

Ash studied him curiously, noticing the brief hesitation in Elijah's voice. "What about your company?" he asked, his tone betraying a hint of worry.

Elijah's business was massive; it wouldn't just run itself.

We could share a room.