Before The Divorce: My Ceo Husband นิยาย & เรื่องราว

The warmth drained out of it like water from a bath. “I want to be clear with you,” she said. “What is happening in this house is a performance. It is for him, and only for him. As far as I am concerned, we have been divorced for five years, and nothing you produce on paper changes what is true between us.” She held his gaze. “The moment your father recovers the moment he is well enough to leave I want you gone. From this house. From my company. From my life. Am I understood?” Victor opened his mouth to respond.

"You’d better clear up this mess fast. If you don't, don't think I'll be nice about it. You've got one chance." Before I could say anything back, she hung up. I turned to the divorce lawyer who had been waiting and let out a sigh. She thought I was just jealous and looking for attention, but she did not realize I was truly fed up this time. "Are you sure about the divorce? Your wife's company is doing really well right now. You won't get much out of a divorce at this point." I nodded. When I checked my phone later, I saw that her secretary, Jim Ferguson, had a flood of comments on his social media profile.

After all, she had married him for his wealth in the first place! Otherwise, they had no prior relationship. It couldn’t have been out of love! “Heh...” His gaze and tone irritated Suzy. “I was sure before, but now...” “I remember the law says that in a divorce, assets should be split in half. As far as I know, half of Wright Corporation is worth a lot more than just a villa and one million dollars," Suzy responded. "...You sure have a big appetite!" Dylan scoffed. He knew she couldn't possibly walk away with nothing. "Be careful not to bite off more than you can chew!"

The media hype had been relentless with no sign of stopping anytime soon while the business continued suffering profoundly. On reaching the office, however, I buried myself in very tough workloads in an attempt to contain my rage. But still, all those things were always there hidden behind my skin unleashing themselves every now and then. Every time I saw another headline, another article speculating about our marriage, it flared up again, hot and bitter. "Is CEO Kylo Divorcing His Wife Over Recent Scandal?" That question haunted me. Divorce would be the easiest way to distance myself from the scandal, to protect the family name. But there was a part of me that resisted the idea.

"See? Don't ask questions about things you already know!" "Stop drinking, you're drunk. And you did the exact thing to me a while ago when you asked me how I got in this place." "I'm not drunk. I'm happy now. I am finally free. Haha! Did you see the article? Did they use a handsome picture of me?" He is telling the truth. The story about the divorce between the CEO of JBC Entertainment and his wife was a hot issue recently. Some people were criticizing his wife for having an affair and there are those who blame the husband for not having time for his wife.

"He is three! He is my son! You save him or I will bury you with him! Do you hear me?" "Mr. Knight, we need to transfuse immediately, but our RH-null stock is critically low — we only have 200cc—" "Then take mine!" Ethan ripped off his suit jacket and threw it on the floor, rolling up his shirt sleeve. His arm was shaking. "I'm his father! I'm a perfect match! I'm RH-null too! Take as much as you need! Take it all!" Chloe stared at him, frozen. This was the same cold CEO who had fainted at the sight of blood when she cut her finger cooking pasta three years ago. The same man who signed divorce papers without looking at her. Now he was shouting to drain his own blood for a child he didn't kno

“You become someone I don’t recognize. You diminish yourself.” She stiffened, but he pressed on. “How can you bear being neglected and betrayed like this?” he demanded. “A husband should cherish his wife, no matter how much he enjoys a celebration. Yet here you are—alone—while he’s down there, entertained by whoever has managed to catch his attention.” “Why can’t you just divorce him?” His voice tightened with evident irritation. Cassie held his gaze steadily, her expression calm, unreadable. “Don’t concern yourself with my affairs, CEO Pierce,” she said evenly.

Sophia's POV The moment the news breaks, my phone becomes a war zone of calls, texts, and notifications. Headlines splash across every business and gossip site: Sophia Mitchell and Nathan Carter’s Bitter Divorce! Infidelity, Betrayal, and Millions at Stake! Nathan Carter Speaks Out—The Truth About His Marriage! I scroll through the articles, my jaw clenching with every word. Nathan has played his part well—painting himself as the heartbroken husband blindsided by my “unreasonable demands” and “emotional instability.”

Chapter 1: Let's get divorced In front of the husband with whom I have been married and have lived with for the past five years, he does not have the same enthusiasm and cheerfulness as before we got married. Now that he doesn't look like an addict and a bad guy, I always wondered why my husband turned out like that or what did I do wrong? “Let's get divorced, my divorce papers are signed, you just have to sign your name.”- I looked coldly at him without a bit of emotion and put the divorce papers on the table.

“How dare you speak to me like that! What did you just call me?” Sophia raised an eyebrow, her heart pounding. "Mr. Hawthorne, of course. Oh, didn’t your precious grandson tell you that we’re divorced?" The silence that followed was deafening. Sophia could almost hear the shock in Raphael’s breath. “What?” he rasped, clearly struggling to process what she had just said. "Why didn’t you come to me first before signing the divorce papers?" Sophia didn’t flinch. “What does our marriage have to do with you? And shouldn’t you be asking your grandson that question instead?”