Divorcing A Narcissist Novels & Stories

"Although I've changed some things. You can't divorce him directly. It'll be a dent on the Sylvester family." My breathing comes out ragged and my mind flies to the time. A minute left. The nurse had said just five minutes. "So you are to make him leave you. On his own. Make it so difficult for him that he divorces you. That way, only him will take the blame." I talk through clenched teeth. "You hate him don't you?" "Now you do too. All these would not be happening if you hadn't met him." He rises to his feet.

"I don't care how long it's going to take to get this over with; I just want to get it over with. I really don't want to be tied to him in any shape, way, or form." Damian had tried to reach out to me many times. He had made some weak and feeble overtures towards making amends in the hope of apologizing, but I had gone out of my way to avoid all of them so completely that I didn't even notice that they had been made. He had made his choice, and now he would just have to suffer the repercussions of that choice. The divorce documents were mailed. The houses were relocated. All that reminded me of him was taken out of my life, and with each signature, with each document I signed, I felt somethi

"He saved me, Rach. He didn't have to come back for me. He could have just taken the drive and left." "I know." "Are you going to let him stay?" I looked at the closed door of the master suite where Nikolai was being treated. "The 90 days are up, Mindy. The divorce is final as of midnight. He’s free to go." "But do you want him to go?" I didn't answer. I couldn't. I stood up and kissed her forehead. "Rest. Sofia is bringing over some clothes from the new collection. We have a board meeting at noon. I need you to be ready to stand by my side."

There were only three main points and they include; Since the two partners didn't have feelings for each other, there was no way they'd have sex with each other hence they still needed separate bedrooms. The two partners will get divorced if they're still unable to love each other within half a year of marriage and the husband will leave the house and the car for the wife. The wife shouldn't at any point try to covet his Nana's money.

"If you don't want to work, just stay home. I'll spend more time with you from now on. Buy you the jewelry and accessories you like, okay? Just don't get too close to my uncle anymore. If word gets out, it won't be good for your reputation." Nyla watched him immersed in his self-fantasy. He couldn't hear the truth at all. She completely lost the desire to argue. She turned her head. She looked at the street scenery speeding by outside the window. Her voice was cold as ice. "Clark, there's nothing left to discuss between us. I'll have my lawyer draft the divorce papers as soon as possible. Just wait for your turn to sign them." "Divorce?" Clark paused. Then he laughed. His smile was full of a

“Are you crazy? You are actually giving up asking him for alimony? He's a billionaire; you could get a hundred million in alimony!” I chuckled bitterly. “It doesn't matter. I just want to divorce him as soon as possible. I am a millionaire on my own. I don't need him to raise my value.” Nancy shook her head. “But still, a hundred million…” She looked so pained that I almost chuckled. I shrugged. “Let him keep his money. We're bigger than that anyway. I just want to move on with my life.” “Awwn, girl. I totally get it.” Nancy reached out and squeezed my hand. “I'm here for you, no matter what.”

I stiffened. “Call me about what?” Lisa met his nine. “About the car. About needing help.” I said nothing, rummaging through paperwork. She raised her hands up, examining her nails like she’s just seen them for the first time. She blew lightly over it. “You should just sign the divorce papers. What could she give you that I can’t, huh, honey?” “We have discussed this before. It doesn’t sound right that I am involved in a divorce scandal, especially now that we have investors pulling in. That’s bad business.”

she whispers. I don’t back down. “I was married to someone like you, Sara. A narcissistic, egotistical piece of shit. And you know what? I just divorced him. Because people like you don’t deserve partners. You don’t deserve happiness. All you do is destroy the lives of the people who care about you. And you never admit you’re at fault.” Her mouth opens, but I cut her off, my voice firm. “Lucas might be a piece of shit to you, but he’s my piece of shit. And he’s a whole lot better than you. You’re not allowed near him or me. The next time I see you, I’m filing for harassment.”

"You think you've broken me completely, don't you? That I'm still the scared, alone orphan you manipulated into marrying you 10 years ago.” I took a step closer, my eyes shutting with fury. "But you're wrong. You've awakened the girl you tried to destroy. And she hates you." My hands clenched into fists as I spat out. "I'll go to court. And I'll ask for a divorce. I'll take Ethan away from your toxic influence... And I'll leave you with NOTHING – just like you've left me." He sighed, “You can do what you want to quench your anger. I know that once you're calm, you'll understand that you can't live without me.” With that, he gave me a bone-chilling smile and left the house.

Henry spoke with tenderness and patience. The more I listened to him, the worse I felt. Henry would always be impatient when it came to me, and it hurt even worse to hear him promising to cook for Ivy. I held back my tears as I sent my billionaire father a message. [I'm getting a divorce, Dad. I'll do what you want and go into an alliance marriage with the Langstons. I'm willing to take over the family business.]