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She said with gritted teeth. Adam chuckled, “You had no idea you were sharing Victor’s dick with your Mom? You two really need to have a serious conversation.” “Don’t you dare play such an expensive joke on me, Adam. You think you’re wise about making up stories so I can forget why I’m here. No matter what you do or say, I’m NOT giving you a divorce. There’s no way in hell I’m going to lose you to some poor nasty goal digger.” “So it’s all competition for you huh? You’re not even fighting to be back for your kids' sake or any other sensible reason?”

Daddy and Vivian were going at it again, fucking like rabbits in their bed at the back of the RV. It was never supposed to be like this. Daddy had been planning this whole trip of a thing for a good six fucking months, an excuse to get out of the city, a chance for him and Mom to reconnect. However, the unexpected happened a week before we'd been supposed to leave; She had given him divorce papers instead.

I tried to hold myself as I gathered her in my arms and whilst rocking her, I said, "Your daddy did something bad to mommy, but that does not mean that… it does not mean that he is a bad father, I promise you that when I am over this just a little bit, I would make sure that you meet him sometimes, whenever you want. I am sorry we failed you, we could not give you the family you wanted, but just know that both of us would always be here for you, okay?" She was sobbing now, with her arms wrappers around my neck. "I told him not to hurt mommy, he pinky swore not to break mommy's heart… why did daddy lie to me?" She was crying hard now, and I just held her, unable to say anything as I just rubb

Baby Zetty looked at Jay with sorrow in her eyes. “Are they divorced?” He drew a daring inference. Baby Zetty shook her head. “They won’t divorce each other. My dad only believes in widowers and widows, no divorcees. My daddy and mommy are very much in love. In the end, my daddy gave everything to mommy, including his life. Jay suddenly thought of a phrase, ‘An overly ardent love does not last for long’. He was a good man, and he wondered if he received the karma that he should have gotten.

"That's not the right time, Father. It's already later. I silently thanked him for backing me up. I cannot guarantee that Sebastian and I will have the same words. Evading further questions, I said, “Come here, love. We will be taking a bath now.” Kelly hugged my side. “You’ve been gone a long, Mommy. I thought you won’t come back.” Sebastian and I looked at each other. He smiled warmly at me, which he never did. My heart skipped a bit. Fuck it. He became much more handsome in my eyes. “Why would I, love? Daddy and I won’t be leaving you, okay? Please remove that from your mind.” “Promise? You two won’t have a divorce like my friend’s parents?”

“I can help you divorce your husband. I will also help you so that your mother doesn't try to commit suicide again. I will help you take revenge on your in-laws and your father. And if you want, I can help you take revenge for all his crimes against your mother. I will help you so that your father turns to pursue your mother's love. I can do anything for you in exchange for you helping me solve my problem," At that time, I was still confused about her words and didn't give an answer even a bit. I was afraid of being on the wrong path after all this time fighting tooth and nail and being patient because I didn't follow the path Eve was on. However, I cannot continue to be here like this witho

As we walked, I could still feel the quietness from the ward, so it was no surprise when I heard Nate speaking to someone on the phone as quickly as he could while making what he was saying indiscernible, not as if I cared anyway. Tracy helped me to a sleeky black car that she said matched the same driver who she had called to take us to her house. I was in the back seat resting when she hugged me carefully and then when she withdrew, she said to me, her eyes having that serious look that suggested that she was about to say something important, “I can't believe that just happened to you and in a public place like this. That scumbag has no shame or empathy, he does not deserve you, Viv and I

I just wanted to go home. Not because home was better, but because it somehow felt safer than the place we’d just left. Silence filled the car, Damian’s hands gripped the steering wheel as he drove. He didn’t speak, and neither did I. My mind wasn’t still, my father’s voice played on repeat in my head. The word divorce echoed like a gunshot in a quiet room. I know I had said it before, to Damian. And to myself many times. But now… Why did it sound different?

“If it weren’t for that damn agreement tying me down so I could pay off my mother’s debt, I would never willingly choose a violent, insane man like you to be my husband!” “Then…” Maverick paused, his voice suddenly lowering into something dangerously sharp. Deep inside, her words wounded him more painfully than the slash of a blade ever could. “You want a divorce from me?” “Of course I do! I want to get away from a crazy man like you as soon as possible!” Amora challenged without hesitation. “Fine.” Maverick stepped forward until the distance between them completely vanished. He grabbed Amora’s jaw tightly, forcing her to look directly into his stormy gray eyes that were as deep as the open

", I shouted. They froze, grabbing the sheets to hide. I didn't give them time to speak. I looked right at my son and said calmly, "Get dressed. We need to talk. And it's not about the noise. Your father and I are done. We are getting a divorce. I said, trying not to cry in front of my son and his girlfriend.