Divorce Lawyers Humble Tx Novels & Stories

My quiet compliance, my seeming acceptance of it all—it was just a front, a way to ensure he wouldn't stand in the way of my escape. Just yesterday, he had been dreaming of the three of us—him, me, and the baby—living happily ever after. He had been blind to the fact that this was all his own one-sided fantasy. He had never once stopped to consider how I felt. Just then, his phone rang. He answered it without even looking. It was my divorce lawyer. "Mr. Grant, my name is David Chen. I've been retained by Ms. Ava Reed to handle your divorce." Liam's composure shattered. He roared into the phone, "I'll tell you what, you can forget it! As long as I don't sign, we're not getting divorced! The p

"Let's get this over with. I have better things to do." The lawyer, a thin man with kind eyes, looked between us. "Before we begin, I want to make sure you both understand what's happening here. Mrs. Williams, you're agreeing to a no-contest divorce with no alimony, no division of assets, and no shared custody of any future children." "There are no children," I said quietly. "Because you couldn't even manage to do that right," Alex muttered. The lawyer frowned. "Mr. Williams, I need to advise you that these comments are inappropriate and potentially.."

Jennifer responded with her head down, her gaze filled with despair. Laura spoke with determination, "We haven't tried yet. How can you be so sure we can't fight with him? We'll hire the best lawyer. Then, we'll ensure you get your fair share of assets and make him agree to the divorce without a fuss!" However, Jennifer did not harbor much hope. "The best lawyer in Haven City is Simon, right? Do you think he'd help us?" Simon was a good friend of Maxwell, and they were like two peas in a pod.

His heart jerked in his chest as he practically dashed to the table and snatched up the envelope. There was only a single piece of paper inside, with a few cold lines written on it. "My lawyer will be in contact with you. All matters concerning the divorce, child custody, division of marital property, and recovery of improperly disposed marital assets between you and Ms. Maya Taylors will be handled by him. "Don't try to contact me. Regards, Alexa Cohen."

The move was casual, confident, but his fingers were twitching slightly on his knee. “Alright then,” I said, walking behind my desk. “What can I do for you, Mr. Blake?” He exhaled quietly, his jaw tightening. “I want a divorce. And I heard you’ve never lost a case.” Straight to the point. No hesitation. No small talk. I leaned back in my chair, studying him. “That’s quite the reputation to keep up with. What’s the situation?” “My wife is cheating on me,” he said, looking me dead in the eye. “I want the custody of my son. She’s not fit to raise him.”

He said almost pleading. Sophia felt her heartthrob in her chest. She had waited to hear this from him for a long time. But now hearing it, it felt like a joke to her. She laughed coldly repeating his last words, “Start over again?” “That's right, Grandpa is even urging us to give him a grandchild,” Marcus said without noticing the sarcasm in her tone. “Marcus, I want a divorce!” Sophia stated coldly as a matter of fact. Marcus was shocked, his demeanor changing.

“Mr. Hart, we need to discuss your wife. Tomorrow, 10 AM, Greystone Law Firm. Come alone. I'd almost ignored it and deleted it like the dozens of spam messages I got daily. But something about it made my skin crawl. Greystone & Associates. That was Evelyn's lawyer's firm, the one she introduced me to and we used for some of our legal and marriage processes. I've never been a regular caller, but Evelyn has been, ensuring every asset we owned had legal backing. And the most excruciating, they'd been the ones that drafted the divorce papers she served me. So I went. I showed up fifteen minutes late on purpose. Let whoever this was know I didn't appreciate being summoned like some employee, espe

Ethan’s POV I drove to one of the city's largest law firms to see my lawyer. He’s an old friend of mine, and keeping him by my side through this divorce is the best way to keep that ugly urchin in check. “Barrister Smith. How’re you doing?” “What are you doing here?” “I’m here because of the divorce,e and you know we have to make it a lot harder for her to make her work for me,” I explained to him, watching his hand grasp for the bottle of whiskey.

He smiled politely and spoke out, "Good morning madam.. I am the lawyer who is handling your's and hari sir divorce case.. I came here to get your signature in divorce papers.." My left hand start to tremble severely as I listened lawyer words.. I fell to the floor without having strength to stand after seeing the divorce papers in lawyer hand.. Lawyer looked at me shockingly and tried to held my hand to help me to get up from the floor.. I showed my hand as if to say I don’t need his help and told him, "Okay.. If its make him happy means then I'm ready to sign the divorce paper.. But I want to meet him one last time before signing divorce paper"

I picked up his business card and looked at his information Chim West Law Office Name: Leon Kharl Bennett Occupation: Family Law Divorce Attorney Contact: +1 XXX XXX XXXX I gripped tighter to his card as I dialed his number on my phone. My heart's racing fast. Later on, he finally answered “Hey, Giselle!” He greeted over the phone, “I didn't expect your call today, what's up?” I didn't answered. I remained silence, battling my own thoughts wether I'm making the right decision or not. Up until this very moment, I am more concerned on how this will affect my career and reputation than my marriage.