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"My dear daughter spilled the beans about her secret boyfriend. She insists on sticking to him. Kids these days... so many secrets and boyfriends. But I can suggest your name if you will get an annulment from Rafael. We will tell his parents you never had sex with Rafael." "I did have sex with Rafael. And I'm not going to lie about it." "Ruhi... it's not easy to get married again when you are divorced and---" "Find me a divorced man then. Or someone whose wife died. I don't care. I just don't want to think about Rafael anymore." She got up and went back into her room, feeling overwhelmed. Shutting the door, she grabbed her phone to check California divorce laws and wondered if the one-year c

“There’s no point in pretending to care about me now." “Are you still talking calmly to her?!” Agnes sparked, abandoning the floor and rushing towards Kaan with the divorce papers. “Read this!" She shoved the papers into his face hotly. "See what this gutter rat has done! She wants to divorce you! And even reject— “ She choked on her own words. The disbelief turning her purple all over again. “She actually dared to— “ "Mother—" Kaan started to stop her. “Are you bewitched?!” She snapped. “Your precious wife clearly reeks of another male!”

“Treasure, I…” But all at once, she felt an overwhelming surge of emotional fatigue. Did she really want to keep rehashing a relationship that had broken her? The memories of laughter drowning in heartbreak, promises shaded with betrayal. “Blake, I think… I think it’s time for a divorce. I need you to sign the papers and file them with the court. Please stop stalling and do the right thing.”

So, she recognized her instantly and stepped forward. "You and Xavier have been divorced for years," Angela said evenly. "He's a free man now. He can marry whomever he wants." "Shut up!" Melanie slammed her fist against the round table, sending the coffee cup toppling over. Its contents spilled over the edge, soaking her tailored trousers. Gnashing her teeth, Melanie spat at Angela, "He's my husband! Who do you think you are? What makes you think you can have him? So what if we're divorced? Xavier promised he'd remarry me! I came here to take him home!"

“Really? I’d love to. What’s the good news? I wanna know right now.” Matthew cupped my cheeks with his warm hands. His smile bloomed like the first flower of spring. “Your divorce papers are ready. It’ll be finalized soon. And then, you’ll be free of Charles forever.”

I left it behind with the divorce agreement back in the house. During the toasts, Nova clung to her husband's arm and hoped he would learn from Ian. She called Ian a devoted, loving husband who put his family first. I shook my head and replied, "We're divorced now." Shocked, Nova asked, "Why?" I said, "That's because…" "What the hell are you doing, Evelyn?" Ian suddenly appeared behind me, grabbing my arm and pulling me around to face him. I was surprised at his sudden appearance, but his next words surprised me even more. "Francesca is like a sister to me—everyone knows that. Must you embarrass her at an event like this? What exactly are you trying to do?"

But it turns out to be just my illusion that I break free as it snaps to pieces. Glancing back at the broken necklace that symbolises the end of our relationship, I sigh and look at him with dead eyes before pushing the divorce papers into his hand, forcing him to take them. “Sign these." “Divorce papers…” I hear Whitney whisper to the side. Meanwhile, Keegan has his brows furrowed as he disbelievingly voices out, “Don’t cause a scene. Let’s talk later.” Sneering, I point at the paper. “I’ve already signed. Now it’s your turn.”

she said, giggling again at something he had said. Tomorrow, both of us will be free, I said in my head as I carefully sat down on the chair next to hers and moved the divorce paper across the little space between us, dropping it right in front of her. “Oh my gosh, Kyle, the photo you sent about the northern lights was perfect,” she said into her phone, giggling. A fresh frown coated my already down face as I looked up at Clara’s face, she was so closed up in her little bubble with Kyle that she hadn't even noticed the divorce paper I dropped in front of her.

I have been betrayed before, broken and left to pick up the broken pieces but this time around I'm not going to let it happen, I'm taking control over my own fate Thanks to that phone call I'm awake now and ready to fight If he wants to play games I'll play along with him I have got nothing to lose How can he make a person who doesn't believe in love fall in love with him, I want to see how long it takes before his perfect facade crambles before his eyes and when it does I'll be there to laugh at his face For now I'll play along his games Scott Foster I hate you I muttered to myself turning my back against him ★★★ The next morning felt numb, I have been looking at his sleeping face for an ho

“That is the last time I ever want to hear that man’s name in this house. You should be grateful everything is over.” “You can’t just—” “Shh.” He stepped closer and cupped my face in his hands. “Everything is over now. I’m not going to marry her. Not after seeing what she’s capable of. You can have me all to yourself. Once the thirty days are up, we’ll cancel the divorce.”