Novel & Cerita Divorced Heiress Sarah And Alexander

Yet, Sarah had conditions that weren't met therefore, she announced, "I want a divorce." Alexander was greatly pained. He didn't want a divorce and would do everything possible to make Sarah his again and that included what he did next, which shocked everyone. He stood from his chair and knelt before Sarah. She didn't believe that Alexander could be this remorseful. She knew that what he had done was a great kick of his ego, which tickled her heart. Now the great-great Legend's tradition was broken, replaced by a new one: The Legends knelt before no one, except to God and the women they loved. "Even if I reinstate Nathan and allow him to marry Mercedes?" He knew what would make her happy and

She murmured, but her eyes were tracing every teeny detail on the stone. She took out her phone and zoomed in. Alexander gulped. Stupid. Stupid. Stupid. “Happily forever apart?” She looked up. “Huh?” He did not know what to say. He had counted on her not being interested in this. That this piece of jewellery would go into her discarded cove of expensive ornaments. “I want a divorce.” Alexander blurted out. It was now or never anyway. “Huh?” She mirrored his previous expression.

Probably because occasionally, I would wonder about the blonde-haired silver-eyed woman that walked out on me after signing the divorce papers almost six years ago or because my current wife was a terrible pain in the ass. The company had also been going through severe hardship with finances. One of my employees had been extorting deeply from the company and it wasn't even on me as it had been when my father was still in charge. So now, it fell on me to take care of the mess. This was why I was exceptionally grateful that the deal fell through with LUCA EMPIRE, the fashion organization that complemented WESTBROOK.

My grip tightened around my champagne glass. No. That wasn't possible. The woman continued descending the staircase then she lifted her head completely and our eyes met. The glass slipped from my hand as the crystal shattered across the floor, and the sound echoed through the silent ballroom. I barely heard it because the woman standing at the center of the staircase wasn't a stranger. It was Elara, my wife. The woman who had left me. The woman I believed was an orphan. The woman I had just divorced was Elara Frost. The Frost family's long-lost heiress.

Right? I straightened, my jaw setting. She thought this was over? She thought she could walk away from me, marry him, and just forget? No. No fucking way. I’d get her back. No matter what it takes. Even if I had to burn the whole world down to do it. I glanced back at the door which she had disappeared through. “Just you wait, Alexandra. I'll get you back.”

"Frank is the heir of the Larson family. If I marry him, I'll become Braventhorn's top socialite." My mother held Lily's hand. "Lily, you've always had good taste." All three of them turned to look at me. The only remaining choice was the man my parents described as having "one foot in the grave". Lily tossed Henry's photo in front of me and leaned in to whisper in my ear, "Sarah, he won't live for many more years anyway. Just wait it out, and everything he has will eventually be yours." I looked down at the blurred profile in the photo. Henry was 35, in poor health, childless, and sitting on a hundred-million fortune.

I pressed my lips together, trying to steady myself. “My child was gone.” I burst out in tears, holding my stomach tightly. “The child I prayed for… the child I waited for…” I shook my head slowly. “And Ethan…” My voice hardened. “He didn’t even come. Not once.” I laughed weakly. “Instead… he handed me divorce papers.” I looked up at Sebastian again. “And somehow… everything my father owned… was already in his name.” “I was left with nothing… nothing but betrayal,” I said through clenched teeth.

I hush her as the news anchor starts to mention a high-profile divorce case. “Billionaire couple Mr. Alexander Adair and Mrs. Anna Adair have announced that they will be splitting apart. Mr. Adair, the worlds hottest billionaire, announced to the media this morning that him and his wife will no longer be together anymore. The reason of the split is unknown but all we know is this high profile divorce case is being handled by one of the brightest, smartest, and fiercest lawyers out there, Ms. Sarah Carter.” The news anchor, Emily, states.

"Rebellion, huh? I could get on board with that." "So you are married. How disappointing," Alex comments. I arch an eyebrow, amused by his response. "Disappointing, huh? Are you always this forward?" Alex smirks, unapologetic. "Life's too short to beat around the bush, Sarah." "I am not usually this forward, but my husband is a complete douche canoe, and you seem like a far better company," I say and flirtatiously touch his arm. "Well, I..." Alex suddenly stops talking and looks behind me.

The day before her wedding anniversary, Sarah Langdon stumbled upon a fake divorce certificate. The certificate was dated 30 days later, which coincided with her husband Jack Ferrell's birthday. Her husband had made it for her stepsister, Haley Cole. He really liked Haley and treated Sarah as if she were insignificant. When Haley accidentally broke Sarah's grandmother's keepsake, he chided Sarah for getting mad, saying it was "just a necklace", completely trampling on her dignity. Sarah's heart shattered into pieces. She wanted a divorce, but the man didn't take her request seriously. She moved out of the mansion, quit her job, and blocked him on every communication channel. Jack thoug