After Divorcing My Captain Husband Novel Mga Nobela at Kwento

"The nurse just called me. What's up with you? Don't be so…" He suddenly fell silent. His gaze swept past the empty bed and landed on the nightstand, where a document sat. "Divorce Settlement Agreement" were the words at the top of the first page. Beside the document lay the aftercare instructions for miscarriage. On top of the divorce papers was the wedding ring I had never once taken off. Beneath the ring was a note. Zachary stiffly pulled it out. I had written the sentence down with all my energy. The note read, "Zachary, your inability to let go of her killed our child."

The man I once loved now stood beside my sister. Lyra's smile was radiant, pride etched into every line of her face as she gazed at Astrid like she was the sun itself. My chest ached, a relentless pain that felt like betrayal all over again. They’d moved on without me, erasing me as if I’d never been part of their lives. The reporter turned to Lyra with a question. "What do you have to say about your daughter’s situation, Axel Russell whom I hear is now Mrs. Blackwood?"

He's spent twenty-six years of his life turning her into his human-robot, someone who would do anything he said. Anita glared at him, hate filled her eyes. “ I'm not perfect. Since you don't know, let me tell you. Mark and I divorced two years after our marriage. None of those kids are mine, I couldn't carry a child because my womb was damaged from the so-called body fit pills you forced me to take.” “ I've quit my job; I'm thinking of going into fashion because, in case you haven't f**king guessed, I'm a woman! Tomorrow, I'd be living in South Africa with a man I truly love.”

"I don't mean that." Kent's tone was firm. "I just think that the hidden danger that you are worried about exists, no matter if I am married to her or not, or if I am divorced or not. My divorce from her doesn't change anything. It would be better to hurry up and find someone to delete all those photos from the past." Pinel frowned. “You guys marrying is a mistake. You must divorce!”

When his eyes landed on the handwritten signatures from both Marcus and me, he let out a long sigh. "You and Marcus always seemed so good together. How did it come to divorce?" Yes. How did it come to this? We had been introduced through a matchmaker. He was a promising young Captain at Fort Haven, and I was a gentle, kind elementary school teacher. Everyone said we were well matched. However, ever since Julia returned, all I ever heard was: "Captain Hale really treats Miss Summers well." I shook my head, pushing aside the thoughts clouding my mind. Then, I answered David's question, "Sir, you can't force matters of the heart. We just want to part peacefully."

The captain's words became increasingly suppressed. "You've misunderstood," Shirley said, looking down. "I have a husband." "But you just said you're just a nominal president's wife. You don't have to be loyal to your so-called husband," the captain continued, running his fingers lightly through Shirley's hair, planting a gentle kiss under her nose. A hint of annoyance flashed in Shirley's eyes. She suddenly looked up, her voice raised a bit, "That's my own business, none of your concern!" "Wow, so fierce," the captain chuckled, "Do you love your husband?"

One of the newer recruits whispered, “Leader, what’s wrong with Capo? How is he letting the doctor talk to him like that?” The older man chuckled. “Little boy, this is nothing. Just enjoy the show. And don’t open your mouth, or Capo will cut your tongue.” Cillian smirked. “That’s not right… Once married, always married. My mother always said bonds are made in heaven, and marriage is just a formality. So, divorce papers? Just a piece of stupid paper. If I die, you’ll still be my widow.” Abella rolled her eyes. Without another word, she prepped the injection while administering the medicine swiftly before tending to his wounds. “I am a pediatrician, and yet here I am treating a man-child.”

“I don’t need you stressing her out. It’s bad for the baby.” I stared at him, my heart breaking all over again. “She’s pregnant?” He nodded, finally looking up at me with a cold gaze. “Yeah. So don’t make this harder than it needs to be.” Something inside me snapped. “I want a divorce.” For the first time in months, I saw a flicker of emotion on his face—surprise, maybe even anger—but I didn’t care anymore. I couldn’t keep doing this. I couldn’t keep pretending like everything was okay. I took off my wedding ring and threw it at him. “I’m done, Lucas.

she spat, her tone venomous. Before I could muster a response, Areen’s voice came again, sharp and cutting. He turned to Hazel, his eyes softening, his expression full of tenderness. “My dear, no one can steal me from you. My heart belongs to you alone.” Tears stung my eyes as I watched them. Desperation clawed at me, and I couldn’t hold it in any longer. “Areen, you’re my husband. You can’t be with another woman. That’s against the protocol.”

Before my daughter reached the age Camilla was when they broke her. Amanda's birthday is in five months. I'm out of time. “How do you like your apartment, Captain?” I grin. “Is it pinkish enough for you?” “How many times has Carlton died thinking I’m dead?” she says. “I need to see him before we begin…” “Trauma exploitation.” I finish for her. “As for Carlton, he’s now my husband, and I’d rather not share my marital life with an outsider.” “What?!” The words make her jolt. “‘The Carlton Dickson’’ she rakes her eyes over me with contempt. “Agreed to marry you? You Ingrate?!”