Divorcing A Narcissist Novels & Stories

“Take a look, you’ll see a lot more evidence of your betrayal, her acting skills, everything. We’re divorced, Zander. It’s time for me to move on and let you go. I hope you and Mariah are happy together.” “It’s not like that between us, Sara. How many times?” I rolled the window up before he could continue his usual line of gaslighting. I drove away with him still trying to talk to me, but I’m tired of listening to the same excuses. There’s no changing the fact that the divorce will be official in the next three weeks, and I’ll be leaving the state in three in a half. Honestly, I want to leave as soon as I receive the finalized divorce paperwork.

Carlos’s head snapped to the side as his eyes widened in shock. “You son of a bitch,” I spat “You’re the one who wanted this divorce, yet I’m the one handling everything! I had your assistant revise the divorce agreement, I scheduled the court appointment, I waited for you at the court all day—only to find you here in bed with your lover!” Carlos rubbed his jaw. There was still confusion in his eyes. “Emily, I—” “No.” I cut him off, raising my voice. “The moment this divorce is finalized, you can sleep with whoever you want—I don’t care. But stop dragging this out!”

Mediation can also be a helpful tool, where a neutral third party helps both parties reach an agreement without going to court. ### 9. Focus on Emotional Well-Being Divorce isn’t just a legal process; it’s an emotional one as well. Make sure you’re taking care of yourself. “I was in a perfect mood, and I’m not going to let Rome have that kind of power over me anymore.” ### 10. Stay Focused on the Future

Hearing this, I raised my head and screamed at the top of my lungs, “I simply don’t want anything to do with you now, do you understand?” He looked at me calmly for a few seconds and replied, “I knew you still love me. Why don’t you have to reject me like this? If you are trying to play hard to get, it won’t work on me.” I became even more furious as I slammed my fist on the table several times. “I don’t love you. I have not loved you for a long time now. Since the day we are divorced, I have stopped loving you. I’m begging you, stop being so narcissistic!”

“Whatever you want, I will do it. Just wait for that divorce.” I had to remind myself of everything that he had done to me, both in this life and in the previous one, to ensure that I did not fall for his charm and his “pitiful me” act. I needed to stay strong in my position if I was going to get what I wanted. “No,” I said firmly, pulling my hand out of Noah’s. “I want a direct divorce.” After I gave my own answer a moment’s thought, my hand subconsciously fell onto my stomach. There was something that I had not considered, something that could change my entire plans if I didn’t put up safety guards to prevent it.

I expected it but a part of me still hoped that she would give us a chance. “Not happening.” My calm stern voice surprises me too. “Excuse me?” “I am not divorcing you, Niki.” “You can’t be serious!” “I love you.” “Love and lust are two different things!” “I am quite aware, I am not confused about that.” “Besides, you two are married in community of property. Divorcing him will cost you trillions.” Owen adds. “I don’t care. I want divorce.” Ouch! I guess she really does not want to be married to me if she would rather loose so much. I look at her, my heart bleeding and no words to say.

Half hungry, sleep-deprived, and searching for her crazily, while she dared to ask me about divorce papers? “You seem overly eager to be free of me," I hissed sarcastically. “Why? So you can go out and cheat?!” Nora’s eyes widened, but I turned my back on her, breathing heavily into the phone. “Little to me, woman. I’m warning you now that I will NEVER let you go. Unless the man you’re rushing off to is an Alpha. Then you can forget about leaving me.” But the moment the words left my mouth, I regretted them.

"As for the divorce, all of our documentation has the official stamp on it! Do you want me to show them to you again?" I then chased Rachel out of the house, saying, "My lawyer will be in contact with you." After that, I slammed the door in her face and threw all of her belongings out of the window on the second floor. The clothes scattering in the wind felt like my heart being torn into pieces. I kept telling myself that it wasn't worth it getting upset over a "playgirl" like Rachel. However, I'd been in a relationship with her for so many years, and I had already truly, dearly loved her in the past, and it was hard for me not to care.

"A misunderstanding we're working through. Isn't that right, love?" The question is directed at me, but his gaze stays locked on Thomas, a dominance display, as if I'm territory to be claimed rather than a person with agency. "There's no misunderstanding," I say, finding strength in Thomas's calm presence. The divorce was finalized months ago. I have the court documents." "Documents can be contested," Alex counters smoothly. "Especially when they're processed without proper notification." My heart sinks. This is classic Alex creating legal confusion, dragging things out, keeping me tethered through technicalities.

I breathe. "Try me. Withdraw that ridiculous filing. Come back to the mansion. Apologize to Georgia for that stunt at the theatre, and maybe—just maybe—I’ll let you keep your little dream alive. But if you move forward with this divorce, I will ruin you. I will blackball you so thoroughly that your name will be a curse in this industry. You’ll be back in the dark, Syd. And this time, there won't be anyone there to hold your hand." The fear hits me then, a sudden, sickening drop in my stomach. I look at him and realize he isn't bluffing. He’s a narcissist who values his image above all else, and he would gladly burn my entire future to the ground just to keep his secret safe.