Romans & histoires Divorce Is Out Of The Question Manga

I looked down at the sandwich on my plate, torn into tiny pieces I had not even noticed destroying. "I want a divorce," I stated flatly. Danika's eyes went wide. She dropped my hand like it had burned her. "What?" She practically shouted. "What do you mean by divorce?" "The child is gone." I explained, twisting my hands together in my lap. "This contract marriage, the revenge, Jason and Chloe already got their karma. So I just think I'm done honestly. I'm tired, babe. I'm so tired of all of this." "Shut up." Danika stood up from her chair so fast it scraped against the floor. "What nonsense are you talking about? What divorce?"

I intentionally knocked it against the door and said, "Come on, then. Show me what you've got." Maria's anger deflated significantly as she discreetly took two steps backward. Elena's eyes shone with disbelief as she supported Maria. She had never seen this side of me since I had always spoiled her in the past. Her phone rang just before she began to panic. Elena's eyes lit up after she glanced at the screen. She stood up and fixed her usual haughty expression on her face before saying, "I'll agree to your request to get a divorce, Thomas."

he stayed quiet for a moment, and I thought about hanging up until he said the one thing that stopped my heart, “What if I don't want a divorce?” I had to pull the phone away from my ears to make sure I was talking to Jacob Milan because there was no way that he would say something like that, not after everything that happened in our dead marriage; no, he can't be right” Jacob, I don't know what you have been smoking lately, but I want a divorce, and that's finally “I told him before hanging up the phone. And Lucia walks in with a bottle of red wine and two glasses, grabbing it from her. I pour myself a healthy pour because I still can't believe he would say something like that. How dare he

I lowered my eyes and said softly, "Not really. It's just been a busy year. I'm a little tired." Ryland chuckled and reached over to pat my head, almost indulgently. "Perfect timing, then. We're finally on holiday. Get some rest. I'll take you to the Maldivis for a holiday." A holiday? By then, I wasn't even sure what our relationship would be. Going on vacation together wouldn't exactly be appropriate. I leaned away from his hand and pulled the divorce papers I'd already prepared from my bag, then I handed them to him. A flicker of confusion crossed Ryland's face. After all, he had initiated every previous divorce.

The day I found out I was pregnant, my husband, Julian Calloway, told me he had been reborn and wanted a divorce. “Three months from now, I’ll go bankrupt. You’ll work yourself to death helping me pay off my debts, and you’ll die young. “This time, I absolutely refuse to drag you down with me. Take this $9,000,000. We’ll get divorced—” Before he could finish, I picked up the pen and signed. “Fine. Just transfer the money to my account.” That evening, while I was gathering my things from the living room, I overheard Julian’s secretary, Naomi Foster, speaking smugly through his phone. “I can’t believe she’s actually that stupid. How did she ever get into Harvard? “You made up some ridic

My mafia husband married me seven times. And seven times, he made me sign divorce papers, all to protect his childhood sweetheart, who was always getting into trouble. He'd always say it was for my own safety, and just as he always did, he'd set a date for our remarriage. He just didn't know that this time, when I handed him the divorce papers, there would be no remarriage. "Tessa's back. Sign it, Carter." I kept my expression carefully neutral as I slid the signed divorce papers across the vast mahogany desk and into his hand.

he continued, “go to the city guard and retrieve the footage. I want you to destroy it. Do that in front of me, and we’ll move on from this. In a few days… we’ll complete the mating ritual. Isn't that what you wanted?” He paused. “As long as you let go of what Sandra and her mother did, Aria—I’ll marry you.”

So what divorce are you talking about? There's nothing like divorce in our story. I'm just a man who is trying to woo a young, beautiful woman."

Chapter 1 Valerie POV With trembling hands, I stared at the A4 paper with me in shock, refusing to register the realization before me written" DIVORCE AGREEMENT" "But why Liam, after everything we've been through, why do you think this is the best option" My voice cracked as I struggled to lay hold of the tears staring at my husband and sister clutching to each other's arms.

Maybe we did love each other once. But our love didn't stand a chance against the daily venom of another woman, or his deep-rooted, arrogant obsession with power. "Cassius," I said calmly. "I want a divorce." The air froze. Cassius's grip loosened. He took a step back, sheer disbelief flashing in his eyes. "What did you say?" "A divorce," I repeated, my tone deadpan. "I'm divorcing you." His face darkened like a gathering storm. "You're threatening me with divorce because you don't want to learn high society rules?" His voice carried a suffocating weight. "Scarlett, I overestimated you. I thought you had a spine."