Novel & Cerita Ashley Till Divorce

Three days later, Gerard and I stood outside the law firm. The place was swarming—reporters, influencers, all waiting with cameras ready. "Mr. Busch, is it true you caused your daughter's death?" "Sources say your father kicked you out—care to comment?" "After divorcing Danielle Astor, are you planning to marry Peggy Madoff? Do you think you were a decent husband? A decent dad?" Gerard tried to speak, but nothing came out. He glanced at me like I'd save him.

"Aren't you here because you're trying to help me save my dignity? That's enough, Lexy. Stop making a fuss and go in. You won. Let's get back together." I was just about to speak when someone suddenly coughed loudly and intentionally behind me. I looked back and saw Asher standing at the other end of the corridor. He was tall and towering, his tailored suit blowing softly in the slight breeze. He looked like he'd just stepped out of a fashion magazine. Noah couldn't even compare to the speck of dust on Asher's shoe. "I'm sorry, Mr. Lloyd, but we're already divorced, so please stop calling me that. I'm only here today because I'm meeting a friend for dinner. I had no idea you were here. Also,

She glanced at me briefly through the reflection. “I know we've not talked about Sophia, but just ignore her,” she said, completely unfazed, “I’m sure she won't be here for long.” “That’s why you think I'm here?” I asked. The first sign of our shaky marriage should be the fact that we slept separately. Diane didn't even give me a perfect reason for that development, it just suddenly happened. Diane brushed her hair slowly. “I know that's why you're here, so I'm letting you know she's dramatic and always desperate for attention. She missed my wedding, barely called, disappeared for years and now she shows up expecting…” She waved a hand dismissively. “I don’t even know what she expects.”

"Why do you always have to know everything?" Leo leaned against the desk, studying his friend. "Come on, Lucas. We’ve known you for years. You may act like you don’t care, but clearly, something’s eating at you." Lucas exhaled sharply, running a hand through his hair. "She wanted a divorce," he admitted reluctantly. Jack’s eyes widened. "What? You mean your wife—what was her name again?" "Jasmine," Lucas said, his tone sharp. "And yes, we’re divorced now."

Fred’s POV Henry our butler told me Emily had actually signed the divorce agreement, and I’m not going to lie, I was surprised. “She also got into a Rolls-Royce, Sir,” he told me when I returned home that evening. Retreating to the living room, I settled down in front of the fire Henry had made. I can’t believe that she really did it. I honestly didn’t expect her to sign the papers so easily! I dwelled to myself. But this was what I wanted, was it not? I had longed for Nancy all these years, and finally, we were together.

Ash doesn't know that she is already an employee with high earnings. " It's fine. I don't think I can move out without divorcing him first. I am just glad that - " She sips the rest of her wine and heaves, " There is no kid in our relationship. I am glad that I don't have any kids with him!" As she keeps talking, the person from the opposite side of the phone becomes red and heartbroken. Last few hours, he was madly calling her. But she kept her phone off. Now she is enjoying her time with another man who knows about everything and even feeling great about not having a kid.

He said as he advised her. "So what brought you here, I didn't order for anything." Rita calmly said. "Uhmm… Yeah, I was ordered to drop this divorce file in this apartment and I'm sure that this is the apartment." He answered her. Rita stared at the divorce agreement in her hands, her heart sinking with a mix of emotions. She couldn't believe that Jaden, the man she had loved so deeply, was ending their relationship with such finality. The weight of the billion-dollar fortune he had given her only added to her pain.

“Of course, Mr. Galina. She is my wife.” Ash let out a short laugh. Not from amusement, but because the anger he had been suppressing was beginning to seep into his voice. “Your Grace,” Ash said, his tone controlled but cutting. “I know you’ve been emphasizing that word since earlier—my wife.” He stepped closer until only inches separated them. “But don’t forget,” Ash said, his voice lower now, “my daughter is not here… because you sent her divorce papers.” Hugh fell silent. His eyes remained fixed on Ash with the same resolve, but beneath that cold stare, something trembled.

I continued. "Ashley went abroad eight years ago as a mistress, was warned by the wife, and came back in disgrace. After returning, she seduced a senior executive and got dumped. Now she's latched onto my husband," I declared. "Don't just watch. Take out your phones, take photos, and warn your family and friends to keep their husbands away from her," I concluded. The crowd quickly pulled out their phones to take pictures. Ashley covered her face and slunk away.

“You think we’re divorced? For a divorce to be valid, both parties must consent! You and that conniving lawyer tricked me. You are still my wife!.” I blinked. Then I laughed. “Are you serious right now?” I folded my arms. “Do you have memory issues or is your ego just that bruised? You brought those papers to me, Alex. You signed them yourself. You told me that if I didn’t beg your precious Remi, you’d divorce me. Guess what? I didn't beg her. I gave you exactly what you wanted.” His mouth opened and closed like a goldfish. “Asher wanted Remi as his mom. You wanted her as your wife. I was the only inconvenience in that fantasy, so I removed myself. And now you're here, throwing tantrums like