Brotherly Fortress After Divorce Novels & Stories

I want to protest, tell him I'm sorry, tell him the reason for my actions, tell him I don't want to Divorce, tell him that I'm not my father, but he walks away before any of it even leaves my mouth, leaving me heartbroken. I turn to my brother who is already closing the distance between us, “Pearl, I don't care who you say that guy is to you, he doesn't look like a husband to me. He is a potential danger to you and I can't have you living with such a person, you will Divorce him, if you don't, I'll give Father your location and he will come and take you away from him, it's either you do it the easy way or you do it the hard way, But one thing is sure, you are leaving him whether you like it

He said with a deep smile. She giggled. She was feeling good after talking to him, "Matteo," She drifted her gaze around, "What happened to them?" She asked, He sighed looking at the door, "Brother sent her back to his father after signing divorce processing. Indeed," He brought himself in front of her, "She wasn't important to him. Legal, illegal, nothing mattered to us. You need to know. She's no longer his wife. Though she will face the consequences to push Nico to hurt you," His expression hardened, looking at the wound.

"You disappointed my family five years ago. We were waiting for a male heir from your womb, but all you gave us was a daughter!" "All I need is one thing, Sarah. A son to carry the Vexler name! You know that!" Sarah dropped to her knees, her body trembling. She wrapped her arms around herself as if trying to protect the last piece of her dignity. "If I divorce you now, you'll live alone and end up poor!" he spat coldly. "Don't forget, you were disowned by the Langford family because you married me! You chose this path, so they won’t ever help you again."

He had told me that night when Grandma Grace developed an heart attack and I asked to go and see her. I abandoned the only woman left as my mother just to satisfy my husband's selfish will. Lucy would always call and tell me Grandma Grace asked to see me, but blinded by the utmost urge to satisfy Ryan, I'd decline and give excuses. Her case didn't only grow worse because she was leukaemic, my absence caused it too. "She'd be fine." Lucy assured me as I watched her through the glass walls. I sniffed back my tears, nodding but deep down I was breaking.

"I'm not sure if my brother still wants to live in this house. After our parents got divorced, he went to live with uncle Francis. But I will try to ask him, if he wants to live here then we will move after the wedding of my mom and uncle Lucas." "I'll convince him, don't worry. But I'm sure, your brother already misses this house of yours." I sighed afterward, I'm not sure about what he said. Mang Eduardo told me earlier, he said that my brother used to go here. He said he took something and then left immediately and after that, my brother never came here again. I feel that he is avoiding something in this house that's why he has never been able to come back here. Whatever it is, I wish I k

He heaved a deep sigh and turned to his brother, who looked at me closely. “She might be the reason why Alpha Shaw wants to see you. He has a liking for ladies, and not only that, married ladies. I take it that you both are married, but there’s no chance of a child, or are you unable to conceive?” “Watch your words, brother!” Alpha Crixus restored order to the table while I stopped Enzo from landing a right punch on him for what he said to me. I don’t want any other fights. He’s had enough, and the hole in his leg is taking time to heal. I hope he heals completely before we get to the meeting venue.

The blush faded, however, when I realised something. “How will I be able to help you?” I asked, remembering my divorce. “You say that we'll join our resources, but I don't have anything to contribute, Mavros. Eden stole everything from me; all of my father's estates were seized in the divorce.” “You’re without your father's assets, yes. But you still have your father's name.” I blinked at him, confused at what he was getting at. “What are you trying to say, Mavros?”

I interrupted him, I couldn't believe he was letting me go with my brother to stay somewhere other than our house and he said it so calmly. "You've been under a lot of stress these past few months, I think you could use some time with your brother." His fingers played with the ring on his finger and I could tell he had two matching rings and I was sure it was mine because he had it on his little finger and it didn't fit properly. "Natalia promised to take good care of you and Andres said it was good for your health, you'll be fine with them." His eyes never met mine, no matter how hard I looked for them. "I can't give you a divorce, but this time alone should help us think about what we want

He's way more deserving of this rich in-law family. [I want my oldest son to divorce her and hand his place over to his younger brother. How should I do it?] Every word felt like a needle stabbing into my eyes. My hands started shaking. The IP address was local. My wife had given birth just seven days ago—she was still in her postpartum recovery. My younger brother, Kyle Miller, had just come back from the UK last month. He'd even asked me to help him find a job. That tone. Those phrases. Even the way she said "girl."

“Once the divorce is done, you will finally get to meet a man you love and who loves you back okay? I’m still your brother no matter what and I always want the best for you, and whoever you choose as a husband, I’ll support you.” The moment the words leave his mouth, my eyes get wet again as they spill down my cheeks nonstop.