Divorcing A Narcissist Mga Nobela at Kwento

"I'm sorry, Rita. I'm a victim of the circumstances as much as you are," "Then, let's make things right together, Nathan," she moved closer to me. "Things are already right, you need to move on," "You can divorce your wife now that I'm already here. I'll take care of you. I'll love you even more," She placed her hand on my shoulder and I pushed it away. "This is unhealthy for you. Move on," "What if I don't want you?" "I can't stop you from having feelings but I can stop you from coming into my life or my office. So, please leave," I asked her.

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.”

“I might have sounded crazy some seconds ago, but I meant every inch of my words. I want you. I want all of you, and as long as I am here, no one in the world can hurt you. No one at all.” Nova’s lips parted to say a word, but she pressed my fingers against the soft flesh, silencing her for a second. “I could help you get a divorce, Nova. With me here, you can be out of that marriage. You do not have to worry.” The tension in the room shifted after my words, and Nova looked away gently like she was trying to avoid something. Divorce would naturally excite any woman in a toxic marriage, why is she reacting differently? My brows pulled together gently, then I moved my hand to her chin, directi

With a broken heart, a weakened eyeballs that were tired of crying, and my weak soul I look up to him "Congratulations Nickolas Michealson you have succeeded in breaking down my walls, from today I'm giving you the freedom you have always wanted, you can have the traitor you love so much, I strip myself off every legal right you and I have over each other" I pulled off my wedding ring "Here…." I showed him the ring and threw it away in the rain "I Ava Della Sanchez, Divorce you Nickolas Michealson as my lawfully wedded husband, I give you the freedom you've wanted so much. Sorry for bothering your life, and sorry for ever loving you, I will sign the divorce papers and send it back to you"

The feel of his lips made my skin crawl. "It doesn't matter anymore," I said, my voice like ice. "We're finished. I'm divorcing you, and this time, it's not up for debate."​ There was a flash of crimson in his eyes and his face turned grim. "Divorce isn't just your decision! I tore up the papers!" He snarled, teetering on the edge of losing control.​ I stared at him in silence for several seconds, measuring my response. "Fine. If we can't settle this like adults, I'll see you in court."​

"Fine. You look hot, sext, handsome. Are you satisfied?" "I knew I was sexy and handsome, no one needed to tell me that." He deadpanned. Is this guy serious? I have a narcissist in front of me. "Okay, so you know that and you still don't like the attention?" "Its meaningless. They only want my money." "And body." I pipped in. He growled, like literally growled that had me freezing. "Do you accept?". "Um...well..." I gulped. "Don't think about refusing. Right now you are divorced, abandoned by your husband of three years for another lady, someone you called your friend."

She looked like she wanted to say more, but I couldn’t hear it right now. I shook my head, tears spilling over. “Everyone has been lying to me. Nico. You. All of you. I’m done.” I turned back to Nico, “I want a divorce.” He stared at me for a long moment. “Gladly,” he said. “Thank God nothing is binding us together anymore.” The words landed like a final blow. I turned away so he wouldn’t see how badly they hurt. He left without another word. Elianna set the tray down and tried to speak, but I could not look at her. I felt stupid and alone and so fucking tired of all the lies.

I patted his hands tenderly "I would so much love to do that but this is my fight. I will punish him on my own and once the divorce is finalized they won't be any reason for him to be in my life anymore" Lily looked at me worriedly, "Didn't you see the look on his face when he saw you dancing with Cole?. I'm not sure we will be able to get him out of your life so easily like that." I scoffed, trying to shrug off Lily's concern "Well he doesn't have a choice. I would never get back together with someone who cheated on me for so long. The divorce proceedings would soon be over and we will be finally separated once and for all"

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!”

Perhaps her agreement to the divorce was not a reflection of a rekindled romance with her ex-boyfriend, but rather a desire to find her own path to happiness and healing. Fueled by a mixture of anger, confusion, and a growing sense of insignificance, Jaden let out a frustrated cry and kicked his leg on a chair, his emotions boiling over. The idea that Nancy still harboured feelings for her crush, combined with her seemingly easy acceptance of the divorce, left him feeling discarded and unimportant. His mind raced with thoughts of Rita finding solace and pleasure in the arms of another man. The memory of their intimate moments together haunted him, tormenting his thoughts.