Arthur Rockefeller Strikes Back After Divorce Novels & Stories

Now, the true heir of the Rock family was going to prove it. As the tension escalated, a heated verbal sparring match erupted between Marvin and Raymond. “Young Master Harvard, starting from today, stop flirting with my wife and trying to make her yours. I am her husband. If you refuse to respect me, I will never respect you, and I don't care what family you come from!” “I am filthy rich! What woman wouldn't want to be my wife? If you dare to let go of Gennifer, I’ll double the coal supply to Rock Electra!”

I said. "First we get you a job. Something good, something that starts rebuilding your financial independence quietly. Then when you have enough to stand on your own two feet — you divorce him. You build from there. And when you are ready, when you are strong enough, you come back for your share of that business. It was willed to both of you by your grandparents. He cannot erase that. But you need to be in a position of strength before you go after it." I sat with that for a long moment.

My mind went blank, and before I even processed what I was doing, my hand swung across his cheek. Timothy stared at me blankly. After all, the slap had come out of nowhere. But I couldn't hold it in anymore. How could he give away my child and still talk about having another one with me as if nothing mattered? He tightened his grip around my wrist, anger darkening his eyes as he stepped closer. "Who gave you the nerve to hit me?" "You make me sick," I spat through gritted teeth. "Did you forget? We're getting divorced. If I ever have another baby, it won't be with you."

"I've already signed that divorce agreement." Mindy screamed at me, "No! I don't accept it!" Just then, a childish voice came from behind. Holding a toy, Anthony peered over in confusion. "Dad, who is this?" Everyone fell silent instantly. Mindy's eyes immediately turned red as she stared at Anthony. "Who is this? Did you get remarried?" Startled, Anthony quickly burrowed into my arms. I comforted him and retorted to Mindy, "What does it have to do with you?"

Silence filled the room, the only sound being the ticking of the clock and the voices on the TV. Ryan’s face twisted in disdain as he scoffed, his eyes burning with rage. He stood up and advanced towards Melinda, his movements threatening, causing her to instinctively retreat, her heart pounding. He then seized the divorce papers from her grasp and ripped them to shreds, the sound echoing in the parlor. “You think this piece of paper means shit to me?” he mocked. “You’re mine! Mine forever!” he continued. Tears filled Melinda’s eyes as she implored Ryan, her voice trembling. “Ryan, please let’s not make this harder than it already is!”

Jotham opened his beautiful green eyes and then checked his wristwatch, "thank goodness you are awake, Julie. It's been three days since you've passed and I've not left your side since." "Who cares? Like you didn't cause all these? Where's that man you were punching blue-black? Where's my husband?" "Dr. T had promised to divorce you. You need to sign the divorce papers, Julie." "You must be insane. Why will I divorce my husband?" "Cause I'm the only man who can have you." "Where's is he? I need to see him." "Only after you have agreed to sign his divorce papers." "No. Why are you ruining my happy life, Jotham. Go for your 'Mirabel." Why are you this obsessed with me when you had me in the pa

Sweat beaded across his forehead, and his eyes were rimmed with red. He looked so heartbroken and devoted that anyone watching would have sworn he loved me to death. I pulled my hand back and wiped it on the sheet like it was filthy, then told him, "Let's get a divorce." "What?" He stared at me, disbelief in every line of his face. "Over a lump of dead tissue, you want a divorce?" "Elodie, when did you turn into someone this unreasonable?!" He had more to say, but his phone suddenly rang.

Vivienne said, walking over to the marble island where Arthur had left the document folder before he departed. "Because it’s the truth, Vivienne, and you know as well as I do that a divorce will leave you with nothing but a standard settlement, which won't even cover your current lifestyle once you lose the Ashford name," Roman stated coldly, his arrogance blinding him to the actual reality of the woman standing across from him.

“You left me alone with our son!” The moment the woman screamed this, Rita sprung out of her seat. The chair scraped against the floor, resounding in the silent hall. “What did you say?” She bellowed. The woman was unmoved by the menace in her voice, and continued to ignore her, eyes on Arthur. “You told me you divorced your wife! That she was unbearable!” “Shut up!” Arthur’s body locked up with both rage and fear. “You’re a liar! I’ve never met either of you!”

But he had caught her hand as she cut into a steak. Her ring finger, the one that should have had her wedding band on it, only held a faint pale mark. I closed the app and slipped off the wedding ring I had worn for three years. Then, I sent the completed divorce agreement to Evelyn. The next second, her call came through. "Arthur, what the hell are you doing? You know I can't leave you, so you're using that against me, aren't you?" I let out a self-mocking laugh. "You must be having a great time taking Thomas to the most famous date-night restaurant in town."