Divorcing A Narcissist Novels & Stories

I begged. “Leave me, Theresa!” he yelled, slamming his fist against the wall. “She’s a bastard.” My breath caught. “Something isn’t right. You met me as a virgin—no man has ever touched me. This isn’t just hurting me—it’s traumatizing Harley.” “I don’t care anymore,” Richard snapped, pointing at our daughter. “You know what, Theresa? Pack your bags—and hers. Get out of my house! I want a divorce!” I'm “A divorce?” I cried, gripping his arms. “After eight years of marriage? You really believe this?”

" Are you going to keep up with this pretense forever?" His face looked like he tasted something sour, " The earlier you sign the divorce papers the better." Something flashed in her eyes, " I'll keep ripping them off if you continue leaving it on the bedroom table." His anger rose, and he gave her a punishing kiss, causing her to press against the gate. She panted when he pulled away; her eyes gazed over the hickey on his neck, and she gripped the gate before she could fall from the shock. His lips moved to her ear, " Since you continue being stubborn, don't be surprised when I bring another woman to my home. Save yourself the humiliation and sign the papers."

I stared out at the passing fields and let my mind run through the plan again, simple and sharp. Expose the cheating to his family, with receipts if needed. Tell him in front of them that I’m leaving. File for divorce citing adultery. Use the miscarriage as leverage in court, emotional cruelty, abandonment during grief. Strip him of everything: the business he built on my money, the savings we shared, the house I’d co-signed for.

"I'm saying maybe I need to end this before it starts. Before I drag Lucien and Ivy into my disaster." "That's the panic talking." "Is it? Or is it reality? I'm a mess, Mari. I'm getting divorced from a vindictive narcissist who wants to destroy me. I have no money, no home, no job. What do I have to offer Lucien except more complications?" "You have yourself. That's enough." "Is it?" I look at her. "He quit his job because of me. He has a daughter to support. And I'm about to get dragged through the ugliest divorce in history. How is that fair to them?"

Frank stared at me with a sullen expression for a long time. Then, he suddenly let out a laugh of realization. He said, "So that's why you suddenly want a divorce. You're trying to use the child and divorce to control me." The baby spoke up, exasperated, "He's way too narcissistic. It's not like he's cash. Why would anyone want to keep him forever?" I nodded in agreement and explained to Frank patiently, "You're overthinking it. I really want a divorce. Take a look at the agreement. If there's no issue, sign it so we can finalize it as soon as possible."

I said, not bothering if I interrupted him. “You are a narcissist who only thinks about himself above others. I thought you would change, but I guess I was deceiving myself. You will never change, and I hope that you do for your future child on their way. Emily will be so elated to finally have you all to herself, and I'm also relieved that I'm done with a sick ass like you. I've signed the divorce papers, and they are upstairs in my room. I will leave this morning, but all I need is to go pack Jasmine's clothes, and then we are gone for good. Gone from your life,” I said, not giving him any room to interrupt me. He looked at me blankly before opening his mouth to say words that a mother who

Her voice finally cracked as tears dropped I tucked my hands into my pocket, knowing I'm about to break her completely, building up the self-confidence to say that even when I know I mean nothing, not even a single word…I muttered "It's simple, you are just a distraction, I never love you" I watch her held onto the hospital bed for support as Bianca and Nelly went to hold her "I already cancel the contract, Ashley Brooklyn you can leave to your house from here, I don't want to see you near my mansion ever again I'm divorcing you" I turned around and walked out with her screaming "Nicklaus came back……..!!!"

I wouldn’t deny her that now, not when it was so close, regardless of how much it broke my heart to walk away from him. I understood her heartbreak now that I was experiencing it myself. Nick was an extraordinary man, one who loved me wholly & completely. He had treated her terribly, but he had never been anything but good to me. I even had to start all of the fights that led to our divorce, because he wouldn’t raise his voice or show any sign of frustration towards me. It hurt to walk away from a man who loved me as much as he did, but I had to remind myself that he didn’t know the real me. I just needed to finalize the divorce so I could get the hell out of this city, and I would be fine.

she said defiantly. Nancy released a deep sigh. "Have you seen a divorce lawyer? Seek their professional opinion first before making an important decision about the divorce," she suggested. Sherry shook her head. "Not yet. I'm afraid that the divorce lawyer will convince me to sign the divorce paper. I will decide later if I need one. As of now, tormenting my husband by not signing the divorce paper is my top priority. Maybe if I keep delaying signing the papers, he will eventually give up his mistress, then he will return to me and we will reconcile and live happily ever after as husband and wife. Then we will have children together—lots of children to keep me busy and make my husband happy

"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.