Divorce And Freedom: No More Homemaker For Him Novels & Stories

“Matthew… you are talking about control.” “And what is wrong with that?” “What is wrong,” she said slowly, “is that you are acting as though the two of you are still operating on the same understanding.” His fingers tightened against the steering wheel. “We are still married.” “Are you?” Sophie asked quietly. Matthew did not respond. “You just told me she signed the divorce papers,” she continued. “And now you are surprised she is making independent decisions.” His grip loosened slightly, then tightened again. “That does not mean she gets to—”

That the escape plan he’d helped me devise had been his intention all along. Two days later, he’d placed divorce papers in front of me, his hand steady on my shoulder. “It’s time to make a clean break,” he’d said, and I’d signed them without hesitation, feeling like I was finally reclaiming my life. How quickly I’d handed that life over to him instead, believing I’d found freedom when I’d only traded one cage for another.

“He doesn’t love me, Matteo. He never really has. I was useful. I cooked, cleaned, managed things. Now that he has to do these things himself, he’s struggling.” “And the possessiveness?” he asked. I lowered my head, shame burning my chest. “I thought maybe he was changing. This isn’t the first time he’s disappointed me. I don’t know why it’s taking me so long to accept that he never will. The divorce is what I need. Then… freedom.” Matteo nodded thoughtfully. There was no judgment in his eyes. No pity. No disgust. “I won’t tell anyone,” he said again. Relief washed over me. It felt so good to be understood without having to explain everything. Matteo had seen enough of my marriage to piece t

“Either remarry me or leave the country and stay away for good this time. That’s your only two options and I’ll advise you to choose wisely.” “Just in case you didn’t catch it the last time I said it,” I took a step forward and didn’t look away from him, “we are divorced now and I am free to do whatever I please so I definitely do not want any of your options and if you don’t mind, I have somewhere more important to be.” With that said, I turned away from him and made my way back towards my car.

My fears were allayed just when I thought something was wrong. “Hold on a second. If you're leaving to attend to something critical, then why are you sad?” "I don’t want to leave your side, not even for a second. I want to be with you every goddamn time," Adrian said dramatically, making me chuckle. "Adrian, I’ll be fine. Just go. You don’t have to worry about me," I assured him, pressing a kiss to his forehead without caring who saw us. For the first time since I decided to get a divorce, I felt free. I was no longer ashamed to express my love for Adrian.

Jacob’s expression didn’t flicker “Don’t make this sentimental. You and I both know our marriage was crumbling long before this. You’ve never been able to provide support for my career. And now, His eyes swept her uniform with cold disdain “Now you’re in prison. You’re dragging me down Vanessa. I can’t afford dead weight.” For the first time her composure cracked her eyes hardened, though her voice stayed level “So that’s what I am to you. Dead weight.” He didn’t deny it “Yes you have held me back long enough this divorce is freedom for both of us.” The silence prolonged heavily with unspoken words and for a moment, Vanessa thought of all the nights they had spent together, the promises and

" It was only now that I discovered that such shameless people existed. Before I could say a word, a neighbor pulled me aside. "How could you be so shameless? How much more shameless can you get?" "You disgusting girl! You make infidelity sound so romantic." Countless scoldings surrounded her. Mindy sternly warned the people around her, "What does it have to do with you? What's your role in this? He's my husband. This is a private matter." I smiled. "I've already signed that divorce agreement."

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.

May lowered her flushed face and Stone could see those wide eyes glaze over. "I don't want you to let me go either, Papa Bear," May whispered. "I love you too. Honestly, I am afraid that you regret marrying a broken woman like me. I can't stop imagining what would happen if you divorced me. Or cheated on me." "I would never do anything like that, baby," Stone cut through the fear in May's voice. "You're the only woman I ever wanted. My only regret about our marriage is that I couldn't give you the wedding day you deserve. The perfect wedding."

" I don't want this marriage to continue .. I just want divorce .. you should do your wife's duty because you're the one who is not ready to give me divorce....its you who want this marriage to continue If it was in my hand than I would have given you divorce the same night when we got married .. .. I don't want to give a shit to this marriage .. so, why I should do a husband duty ... I am saying it clear to you ... That I am not a husband material .. I am a bad man , a devil .. Who is born to fuck not to make love and plan family " he standing infront of me . "You still have time bitch ... To back off from this and sign these divorce papers and free yourself from this hell.." he said " No .