Bride Pushed Into Pool Divorce Novels & Stories

"I’m not asking you to feel everything at once. Just to give it a chance. We were good together once. We can be good again. You weren’t this cold before." "You destroyed that version of me," I said, voice low and sharp. "The day you betrayed me, you killed everything we could have been. I moved on. I’m married now." Her smile curled again. Not sweet this time but calculated. "Exactly. That’s why you need to divorce your wife." My eyes hardened. "That’s impossible. Nothing would make me do that." Bridget's lips pressed into a faint, knowing smirk. She took one slow breath. "Even if I tell your wife everything?"

*If you hadn’t forced me to divorce her that day, would the chaos at the banquet have even happened? “Brad, don’t people say it’s better to tear down ten temples than to break up one marriage? Why the hell did you push me into a divorce?” Benjamin grumbled, shifting the blame. Brad replied indifferently, “I said what I said. But you’re a grown man—you don’t have a mind of your own? You followed my advice not out of brotherhood, but because you had no real feelings for Amanda. If you truly cared, you wouldn’t have gone through with it.”

The divorce paper was placed on the table, and the manager left as he handed the pen to her. Even without a slight hesitation, those fear-trembling fingers were about to sign. He gripped her wrist and informed her seriously, "There is some obligation if you want to call off our marriage." She was unclued about his mention, his index fingers read, 'Bride must give back 10 million won for the marriage that grooms spent regards her father' She subtly narrowed, and the finger pointed out another line: 'In terms of agreeing on divorce, the bride loses the right to spend the groom's money or any other financial property. She will be thrown back to her old stage.'

"He told me that your divorce was messy and that you drug him through mud" She scoffed. "Drug him through mud? That prick made my life a living hell. he tried to sue me during divorce, saying I had opened several credit cards and loans in his name while we were married. I almost got pinned with debt almost half a million dollars", Her hands were shaking and I wanted to reach out and touch her but it was clear that she had more to say and I didn't want to distract her.

“Dream on! I’ll never divorce you.” Lilian said faintly, “If you disagree, we’ll have to appeal. Both parties in this marriage have been disloyal. You’ve cheated many times and even committed domestic violence. The judge will agree to your divorce. Fortunately, you didn’t purchase any common property during your marriage, so there’ll be no disputes of interest. Miss Jones doesn’t want a penny from you. She just wants to end this embarrassing marriage with you as soon as possible.” “Wow, it looks like you came prepared.” Wesley’s eyes changed slightly as a trace of anger and unwillingness flashed in them. “Catherine Jones, you played with my feelings. You can dream on if you think you can jus

Leonel straightened his back. "They crumble, disintegrate, and struggle to rise again even though men benefit more from divorces. For example, in cases of infidelity, they can return to the arms of their affairs. If it's domestic violence, they just find a new victim. Not their ex-wife anymore." "Are you trying to scare me, Chris?" Leonel asked, his mouth agape. Where did Chris's earlier words come from? In the distance, Chris laughed. "I'm only stating the facts, Leonel. As for you, I'm sure that you're already begging Chloe to come back not even a month after your divorce is legally finalized. Oh, you're doing that now, aren't you?"

This was PTSD—a gift leftover from the massacre of the Livignis four years ago. "So you're divorcing me… just for a few docks?" I heard myself say. "For the future of the Vitale family," Erico said, circling the table. He tilted my chin with his fingers and continued, "Sign it. Once I have the docks, Joanna disappears. You'll always be my wife, Nina."

He answered on the fourth ring. "I'm at the hospital." I kept my voice flat, calm. "Josie's condition is escalating. The Doctor found a treatment that could actually help her but we need to move on it quickly and I need, " "Stop." His voice bored in a way that had always made me feel like I was standing on ice. "Stop doing this." "Cole, " "You call me every time you want to delay the divorce. I'm not stupid, Gwen." The word divorce landed between us with its full weight.

His veins were popping on his forehead since he couldn't stop himself from gritting his teeth. At the same time, he had this burning emotion in his heart which made him want nothing but to see her crawling to his feet and begging to get back to his life. 'Huh! That day, I will make her understand that she has no other place to stay except with me,' Kayden thought to herself and dialled a number to talk to his assistant. "Yes, boss!" "I am divorcing Clover. I want the process to be finished within a week," Kayden said as he darted toward his car and hopped into the driver's seat.

"Noelle Zavala, don't forget—you and Jensen are already divorced! If you've got anger, take it out on me, not my husband. Watch yourself, or I'll call the police!" Even when Jensen tried to hold her back, Brooke jabbed her finger at me again and again, and even grabbed for something to throw. "I get it now—you're just making a scene to steal my husband's attention. That's your plan, huh? Divorce him only to crawl back in as the mistress? "Let me tell you something, Noelle Zavala—give up that fantasy! Jensen divorced you because he had already made his choice. He doesn't love you. You can scream and yell all you want, but that's not going to change the fact that you aren't wanted."