Divorced My Cheating Husband Novel の小説・ストーリー

Jhonia walked over to the single couch and sat down. "I knew something was wrong but I never paid attention to my husband and you didn't pay much attention to him, because he made you feel as if everything was okay when it wasn't. His father began cheating on me, the second half of the first year of our marriage. I was hurt. I didn't know what to do. So one day I went to his office and he wasn't there so I went to a house his parents once owned. There he was beneath her, enjoying the warmth of her. I left before he or she could notice I was there, unlike with you I was actually married to him. So I told him I needed a divorce. He has sworn to never see or meet with her again, after two years

He became this new being that stayed out later than usual and came back with different girls, draped over his hand like they were meant to be there. They were beautiful, these girls and always had a way of making me feel inferior. And I had no way to tell anyone that my husband was cheating on me with multiple girls. Victoria would have his head in a heart beat, she would beat him and made sure I found a way to divorce him but divorcing wasnt even an option and I couldn't tell her I was in a contract marriage. Mary and I were still avoiding each other and honestly, it felt really stupid. So she loved me or she thought she loved me and so I avoided her so she can get over those feelings.

Henry reminded me of the curse. I quickly grabbed the crying woman's stool and pulled her towards me with a force that made her crash into my chest. “You said you were bored. Fortunately, I need entertainment." I smiled slightly, and she beamed instantly. “Really!" “Yeah." "Okay, it's a sad story, though. My husband brought back his ex-girlfriend from high school, back home with a kid who looked exactly like him. He didn't hesitate to present a divorce document to me after I found out he was cheating on me in a public mall." She beat her chest, downing another cocktail.

"First, have Archie make a public apology, admitting he ruined my suit on purpose and intentionally smeared my reputation online, then send him out of Oakhaven for good." "No way!" She shut down the idea without a second thought. "What did Archie even do wrong? He was just trying to work hard—" "Second," I cut her off. "We get a divorce. You remember section seven of our prenuptial agreement, don't you?" A sharp, quick breathing came through the receiver. Section seven of the prenuptial agreement stated that if a major fault committed by one party resulted in dissolution of the marriage, the liable party was legally required to transfer 15% of their stocks to the other.

I hesitated, then bent to pick it up, brushing off the dust as I held it with my left hand, my right hand resting on my waist. The headline leaped out at me: “I Divorced My Husband Because He Cheated on Me.” Curiosity prickled at my mind. I unfolded the brittle pages carefully, scanning the first column. The print was slightly faded, but the words were still legible. “I thought getting married to my husband was my dream come true. He showered me with love, and I thought there was nothing apart from our world. Little did I know that he was a cheat. A friend of mine caught him in a hotel with another woman. I wanted to see things myself…”

I said, and I couldn't help the slight scoff that escaped along with the word, a sound that was somewhere between a laugh and a cough and that sent fresh pain shooting through my side from the movement. The scoff seemed to surprise both Selene and Trisha based on the way their eyebrows raised slightly, probably expecting me to argue or defend my marriage or protest that I still loved Clara and wanted to work things out, not this casual dismissal of the suggestion they'd made. "We are already divorced," I added, the words coming out clear despite the pain and the blood loss and the general state of physical deterioration I was experiencing, and I watched their faces carefully to see the impac

When he finally succeeded, I no longer had a place in his heart. When Anna returned to the country, he rescheduled all his meetings and rushed to the airport to meet her. She lied to him that she had left years ago because of a terminal illness, and she did not want to burden him. He believed her and felt extremely guilty. Since then, he had been very patient, gentle, and loving toward her. He was so lost in her wiles that when I got into a car accident while in labor, Anna had lied to him. She fed him lies, saying that my child belonged to another man, and that I had staged a car accident to cover up the months of pregnancy.

I gripped her hair, jerking her head backwards and she cried but her swollen eyes could not produce any more tears. “Your wife fucked with what belong to me." I cocked my head to the side, my eyes still on him while his scared eyes moved from me to Valentina and back to his wife. “You could try to get to her, I would only need to get three of my bullets buried into your body, I guess they would love it in there.” His chest went up and down in suppressed anger. “Your wife will pay for her deeds, now get Matteo to get the divorce papers done, else you would end up in a place worse than this.

Ethan sucked in a breath, and he quietly said, “How many times?” “I didn’t keep count,” I replied. “But it was a gradual process. At first he threw a shoe at me, and he cut my brow. But he apologised immediately and swore it would never happen again. The next time he shoved me into the wall and then he kicked me when I was on the floor. I-I knew I should have left him then, but I believed it was a mistake and I forgave him. Then he came back drunk one day, and he hit me so hard that I fractured a rib. He accused me of cheating on him, and I fainted from the beating. I tried to leave him after that, but I just couldn’t. No matter what I did, he had his claws in me. And he wasn’t letting up. I