Become His Beloved After Divorce Mga Nobela at Kwento

I didn’t even have to growl. Maybe he thought the divorce was temporary. Maybe he thought I’d come crawling back once the dust settled. But I wasn’t that kind of she-wolf. Divorce meant done. Final. No take-backs, no do-overs. And I wasn’t about to refuse what I rightfully earned. At home, after a nap, I sat at the table with my family and laid everything out. The betrayal. The divorce. Becky’s miraculous pup. The part where I almost choked on a breadstick while reading his “blessed” Facebook post?

"But you promised to..." "I know I did dad. I promised to make him fall in love with him as much as I've fallen for him. I really tried but ...the heart knows what it wants." I sniffed as I lifted my face from his chest. " And his heart? His heart doesn't want anything to do with me." "That's bullshit. He just doesn't know what he wants." " We've already signed the divorce papers." I dropped the bomb. His face ashens immediately. "What?" His voice resounded in the whole room. " Why am I hearing this just now?"

He started coming home on time to cook for me and to wash and massage my feet. He gave me all his cards and car keys and told me that I would be in charge of the family assets. Chuck called Candice in front of me to say the most hurtful things to break up with her, and to warn her not to see him again. I could hear her sobbing hysterically over the phone, but Chuck refused to budge. After hanging up, he expressed his loyalty to me right away, "Look, honey, I've really broken up with her. Can we not get divorced?"

He tossed the divorce papers carelessly, letting the thin sheets drift across the floor. "Louise, I'm giving you one chance to back down. Take the divorce papers and destroy them. Miss it, and it'll be too late. When you come to me in tears, you'll have to do whatever they say." Daniel looked at me indifferently. Holding Callie close, he gently kissed the top of her head. I bent down and slowly picked up the divorce papers from the floor. Just then, a taunting voice reached my ears. "What's the matter, Dan? Are you feeling pity for your wife? You know she'd obediently pick up the papers. Why are you letting her off the hook? Aren't you going to let us enjoy ourselves?"

Avery folded her arm around her large chest. " Get used to losing what you have honey. This house would run on my rules; as far as I know, you are partially divorced from Gavin. He divorced you long ago because he doesn't love you. He loves me and the sooner you sign the divorce papers, the sooner you'll get to live in peace." Sydney put her emotions aside and firmly said, " Stay in this house as long as you want but you are nothing but a concubine. I'm Gavin's wife, I'm the mother of his kids and everyone knows me as his betrothed."

“I know you were just keeping up appearances earlier. Don’t worry about the divorce. I was only acting in front of Jim to get that promotion. There’s no way I’d leave you!” Her voice softened as she continued, trying to tug at my heartstrings, “You must have thought that I’ve been working too hard and want me to stay home as a full-time housewife, didn’t you? I understand now. Back when I married you, no one believed in us, but I always knew I wasn’t wrong about you. You’ve proven me right. I love you so much, darling…” Before I could respond, she moved to throw herself at me again.

He shook his head and drove to their house, knowing full well that it would be better to deal with his parents earlier than later. He arrived at their house with a neutral expression, ready to get yelled at by his parents. “You’re getting a divorce after three months of marriage?” Rose yelled. Vaughn nodded his head, already expecting this kind of confrontation. “It didn’t work out. Alina and I are back together now.” Rose and Jeffrey looked at him with disbelief. He had received plenty of disappointed looks from his parents before, but this one took the cake. “You chose Alina over Eloise?” Jeffrey calmly asked, massaging the bridge of his nose. “For what reason?”

Abigail whined. "Oh, the complexity of love," Diane said sarcastically. "So he's not giving you the attention you deserve or what?" "That's just a part of the problem, the main thing is, I think he's still into his ex-wife." "You married a divorcee?" Diane asked, her tone laced with judgment. "You've been divorced three times, Diane, and besides, he buys all my jewelry," Abigail rolled her eyes at her. "Okay, fair point. Anyway, what do you want to do about it?"

"And what was the result? You still kept hurting me whenever it suited you. I only decided to divorce you because I saw no hope in holding on." If the harm he caused me had been limited to just once or twice… As someone who had little faith in marriage, to begin with, I would've endured it. I looked at Shayne. He pressed his lips together, looking troubled. "I'll change…" I chuckled softly. "But I don't need you anymore. Whether you love me or hate me, it doesn't matter to me. I've started a new life after leaving you, with a new partner. He treats me well. He's made me feel what it's like to be truly loved."

She stood beside him, her gown catching the light with every small movement, and hearing everyone marveling around him, he couldn’t help but feel proud. She was beautiful, yes and that was why he chased her so relentlessly years ago. Gradually, things turned boring so he forgot all that but today she had caught everyone’s attention. And, that woman whom everyone was in awe of, he was the one who married her. Gregory stared at her and couldn’t help but sigh: maybe he could rethink it and not divorce her anymore. But he didn’t have time to ponder upon that deeply because a cluster of business associates suddenly approached him to talk.