Application For Divorce Novel Novels & Stories

"Let's leave them alone." She whispered but I heard it. I opened the document immediately when I found their reaction a bit strange. "Divorce application verified." My mouth fell open and tears ran into the brims of my eyes. "How?" "She disappeared but due to enough evidence of her cheating on me, I could divorce her using my connections." Exactly when all my hopes were depleted to the bottom, he came with this. A wave of new emotions surged throughout my body, bitter and sweet all at the same time filled my heart. No longer could I push back my tears. I hugged him.

The same man who ordered for her and one other woman to be thrown inside the furnace. Her fear reached the sky and she prayed for the ground to open and swallow her. She lowered her head and said, "I'm ready to accept the divorce papers, sir. I'll dissapear and never return." Why would she get married to someone like this? Is it not better for her not to keep looking for the surgery fee of her grandmother rather than getting married to a monster who literally kills people like ants and never gets challenged by any man living or dead. That was the best way she could ask for a divorce paper.

“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.

Nearly everyone who worked there knew us. Charlotte lost her temper on the spot. She stepped in front of me protectively, as if she were standing up for me. "Just process the paperwork! Why do you have so much to say? My husband and I like getting married and divorced for fun. What's it to you?" The clerk fell silent after that and processed our divorce filing without another word. From the day we filed, Victor had been counting down the cooling-off period. Early this morning, he couldn't wait any longer and forced Charlotte to take me to pick up the final divorce papers.

“This is your last chance, Kendra. Take your words back. If you don’t, I’ll take Nate overseas tomorrow. Don’t even think about seeing him again.” I put the phone on speaker and navigated to my gallery. There were 213 videos and more than 1,000 pictures. I had looked at them countless times before. I took a deep breath and deleted everything. Suddenly, I could not wait for tomorrow to come. “We were never married. Is that correct, Terrence?” On the other end of the line, Terrence went quiet. I looked down and continued indifferently, “Since we were never married, there’s no need to get a divorce. Let’s break up.”

She lurched forward and clutched my arm desperately. She shrieked, "No… Xavier, you can't! You can't marry her! You promised me you'd love me for the rest of your life! Please don't leave me. Please don't marry someone else!" I looked down at her and said evenly, "Many years ago, when you divorced me the first time for Leonard, I was the one begging you on the ground like this. I slit my wrist to stop you from leaving. My blood covered half the floor. But you still walked out that door to find him.

“Sign here,” he said calmly, but firm. He pushed the divorce papers across the table. The young, gentle-looking woman across from him froze. She slowly picked them up, staring in disbelief. She had never imagined that this marriage would come to an end. Gathering what little strength she had left, she asked in a broken voice, as if the papers could magically turn from divorce papers into a land title, “What’s this, Victor?” Victor clenched his fingers tightly. “Look, Elara,” he said, lifting his gaze to meet hers straight, emotionless.

I doubt the current smile on her face has fallen since the day she tossed my things out like roadside garbage. She wears cream today, the color of victory. Her lips curl faintly at the corners when she notices my gaze, as though she’s been waiting for this moment for years. Maybe she has. The lawyer clears his throat. “We’re here to finalize the divorce proceedings between Mr. Elijah Griffin and Mrs. Scarlett Griffin.” Mrs. The word lands heavy in my chest. Alice scoffs softly. “For now,” she mutters under her breath, not bothering to hide it. I say nothing.

She hummed, "Toby, tomorrow we will go through with the divorce proceedings! We got married before for Zoey's sake, but now Zoey is openly with Russell, so we don't have to keep the secret anymore. You and I can go our separate ways too." Toby's face darkened, "I said on my household registration that I am widowed, not divorced." Leanna was taken aback, "Do you want me to die?" Toby was amazed by her magical thought process, and half of his anger from earlier instantly dissipated. However, he still maintained an angry expression, "No. Don't mention divorce again in the future. It is absolutely impossible!" Leanna felt aggrieved, and tears fell down pitter-patter. She sniffed and said, "We go

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