Romans & histoires Daddy Mommy Don't Divorce

“I don’t agree to this divorce! Liam, I can face whatever difficulties that the company faces with you. A divorce can’t solve the problems. “We have love and a baby who is on the way. Can you give me one more chance to make it up?” The baby in my belly was still shouting. “Mom, don’t say things like this. Dad looks down on women who devalue themselves. Quickly leave him with nothing. He will definitely regret it, and he will cry and beg you to come back!”

I wanted to find a company using my connections, but I was completely abandoned by the entertainment industry. I went to my sugar Daddy and tried to seduce him with my beauty, but my sugar daddy was indifferent and tired of me. “Why are you still here? Don’t you know that your Godmother is going to divorce me because of you? She wants to kick me out of the house with nothing. You better leave. Don’t hurt me again.” I hugged him as if he was my last hope. “Daddy, transfer your property first and then divorce her. I am willing to marry you. I mean it.”

“Oh, I asked her to make you and Daddy get together again.” “Honey?” “I’m even willing to go back to Sedona if it means you two will be together.” She added, which gave my body chills, “The media people lie; Daddy said that, and I don't want another daddy; I only want my daddy. I want you and Daddy to fall in love again.” “Baby?” I caught a tear that had escaped my eye and looked to the other side; how was I supposed to tell her that her daddy and I were getting a divorce, that we were never getting back together, that we were never going to give her that perfect family she always wanted?

"Please… Please just forgive me this once. Give me one more chance, alright? The three of us can be a happy family together. "From now on, I'll only listen to you. I'll never trust another woman again..." He dropped to his knees in the pouring rain, stripped of every ounce of dignity. "My child has nothing to do with you, Oliver. I won't hate you either. From the day you made me sign the divorce agreement, we were history." Oliver stayed on his knees outside my gates all night long. Maeve, on the other hand, packed up her belongings and slipped away in the dead of night, vanishing just as abruptly as she had appeared, leaving Oliver with nothing but a mountain of debt.

At least if he wants to make amends, he should be willing to let me go. "Addison, can't you just focus on your recovery and not the divorce?" Father said again. I know that you don't want me and Damon to be separated. I can see that you love Damon a lot, but do you know what Damon has done to you. Even if it was a misunderstanding. "That's my decision, Dad. Whether you accept it or not, that's the agreed decision."

But my legs moved anyway. He led me out of the hall, through a corridor, and into the sitting room, where I was met with cold faces. “Is the divorce real?” my father asked. “Yes,” I said. “It’s real.” “So you really are that stupid,” my mother muttered. I kept my voice calm. “I just want to be happy.” “Happiness is fleeting,” my father said. “But legacy is forever.” “Dad—” “Enough.” He stood. “I’ve made up my mind.”

“You’re having fucking dinner. I can hear the goddamn ocean in the background. So what? You turn this into a romantic getaway? That’s my fucking daughter you’re with. You touch her, I will cut your balls off. Believe it.” And I guess that answers my question about how Don G feels about me dating his princess. I’m so fucked. I resist the urge to clear my throat again. “She doesn’t want to come home.” It’s a lame excuse—I don’t know why I even try it. “I don’t give a shit if she wants to come home or not. She’s had her fun. Now it’s time to get her ass back to Chicago. I’m not having my daughter playing Girls Gone Wild down there after the world of trouble she just caused me.”

"Sure, baby. I will take you again on my day off. I'm also planning to divorce your mommy. So, we could be together. I want you so bad, Bluven. I love you.” "I love you too, Daddy, but are you sure? Maybe Mommy's condition will get worse if we leave her." He sighed. “I don't want to be with her anymore. She should be thankful that I didn't divorce her when I found out she was pregnant by another man." "Sorry. Uhm, where is Mommy's child if she really got pregnant? Is it with his real father?” He shook his head.

A deep sense of impending doom finally hit Madeline. For the first time, she seemed to grasp just how serious things really were. Her body trembled as she reached out, trying to touch Molly's face. At that moment, Molly asked innocently, "Daddy, does divorce mean we're leaving Mommy? Will you find me a kind mommy after that?" I nodded, gently caressing her forehead. "That's right. We're leaving her behind." "Molly, didn't you say you love Daddy and Mommy the most? How could you not want me anymore?"

I'd said, acting like I didn't hear him. “What happened? Are you not coming home again?” He'd asked. I nodded and he giggled. “Daddy said you'll come back.” He'd said. Daddy said you'll come back. I'd sent out the divorce papers with my signature already on it. And it didn't take up to four hours before it was sent back to me with his signature on it. I stare at the white paper which looks as white as my knuckles. No hesitation. No second thoughts. No sign that this decision carried any weight for him at all.