Brotherly Fortress After Divorce นิยาย & เรื่องราว

No wonder Adrian warned me not to drag my feet over the divorce. Matthew's unexpected move disrupted all my plans. I thought I could finalize the divorce and head to Solaris to discuss the project with Fred. However, that was no longer an option. I feared something would happen if I went away.

His shoulders fell slightly, as if the weight of what I said had finally reached him. “You made a promise,” he said softly. “You promised we’d keep the divorce secret until Grandma’s surgery.” “Here we go again,” I muttered, crossing my arms. “Using Grandma’s illness as an excuse.” “I’m not using her illness as an excuse!” he snapped back. “We’re still looking for the best surgeon—” “And what happened to the one you already had?” I cut him off sharply. “You, of all people, shouldn’t struggle to find a doctor, Rowan. Or is this just about your pride again? Does it hurt that I’ve moved on?”

And yet—he still held her. Still protected her. I took a deep breath, steadied myself, and gently held Madam Ferguson’s hand. "Grandma," I said softly, voice calm and even. "I know you love me. I know you’re doing this for me. But Brother and I… we’ve already registered our divorce. We’re really over. There’s no point in fighting anymore." I smiled. A small, faint smile that didn’t quite reach my eyes. "Let them be," I continued. "Let’s go home, okay?"

“Mr. Brooks, I’m sure you’re not too busy to come pick up your mother and sister before they embarrass themselves any further. Next time, make it very clear to them that we are divorced. I am no longer part of your pathetic household, and the next time they come after me, I’ll treat them like the rabid strays they are. And let me promise you this, if they harass me again, you’ll be bailing them out from a police station.” “I had enough of your family’s nonsense when I was still chained to you in marriage, now that I’m divorced, I still can’t find peace? Tell me, Liam, is this what the great Brooks name has been reduced to? A pack of leeches who can’t keep their claws off me?”

“The sentences alone will outlive them.” He paused, shoulders stiffening. “My mum and her lover will go to prison too. My father is filing for divorce.” “I’m sorry,” I said quietly. “Don’t be,” he replied. “What she did was wicked. And if divorce gives him peace, even from a marriage that never existed, then so be it.” “And your half-brother?” I asked. “Community property,” he said. I frowned. “What does that mean?” “He stays in the hospital. My father will pay. If he recovers, the community takes responsibility.”

Rocky adds, taking a menacing step towards me, "I'm not kidding." I don't want to. But seeing how serious my brother is reminds me of the reason he's so angry. Farrow fucked someone else in my house, in my bed, he gave her my robe and left with her. Even if I'm not ready to get over him and I still love him with my whole heart… we're completely done. There is no coming back from that, no matter how much I would want to. "Okay," I finally whisper and I take my rings off, then my necklace. My brother points at the pile.

Which my grandpa said that I can't divorce her . I Varun Arora signing these papers In my whole sane senses , that if I dare to divorce my wife than my whole property will go to my brother officially . I won't object for it , to break this marriage only my wife have the right .. to brake it . If she herself broke it then it won't harm me in any way . And so on other things were written on it ... I signed the papers and gave him Now game is begin !! End of flashback. Why I need his hotels when I have my own clubs and pubs ..