Divorcing Me Three Years After My Death Novels & Stories

Which my grandpa said that I can't divorce her . I Varun Arora signing these papers In my whole sane senses , that if I dare to divorce my wife than my whole property will go to my brother officially . I won't object for it , to break this marriage only my wife have the right .. to brake it . If she herself broke it then it won't harm me in any way . And so on other things were written on it ... I signed the papers and gave him Now game is begin !! End of flashback. Why I need his hotels when I have my own clubs and pubs ..

Seeing how her father, his wife, and Rose were glaring at her, hatred evident in their eyes, Elaine chuckled and said, “What? Ashamed or angry at me for ruining your reputation in public? When you went ahead to got into your sister’s husband’s bed, didn’t you know the guide of damage you would do to your reputation? Or you thought that I would continue to remain silent, huh? You guys can even go so far as to ruin my reputation just to cover your flaws, and when I get tired, you expect me to just stay silent and take all the comments and talks people throw at me?” “I am sorry, but Elaine died. I am a newbie and I don’t know how to accommodate mistresses! Actually, I am quite surprised that he

“Oh, yes. Of course.” “Basically, we just need it to say that when the marriage ends that you keep what’s yours and I keep what’s mine. Oh, and we’ll get divorced a year after my father dies.” “Wait. You want to get a divorce after your father dies?” she repeated. She had to have misheard him.

she explained. Hearing her words, my heart clenched painfully, though I kept my expression neutral. It was highly unfortunate that I was hearing this from her, not Oliver. “You know, unfortunately, our relationship lasted for a couple of days as we had to leave the country. I remember our last moments together, we spent hours in each other's arms crying and sobbing,” she added. As she spoke of their past, a mixture of curiosity and jealousy churned in my stomach. I forced the feelings down, forcing a polite smile on my face. “Well, that was the past, and now he is married to me.”

She couldn’t decide anything yet, suddenly she started to waver a little. “Let me put it this way first: you said you would divorce me in three months, even though it wasn’t my father who finished the excavation, but you still got what was promised to you, which means the divorce offer is still valid.” Rakia opened her eyes and then sighed loudly.

But was that really what I said before? Did I ever love him so much? Even if he is already dying, the last words were left to him! But now I... I was lost. Countless questions were circling in my brain. Looking at the man in front of me, I asked him, "So, in the past, I waited for you for three years, and then we actually got divorced. Why did my mother die?"

"How dare you!! It's all your fault that things turned out like this!!" My face became more puzzled. "I know you're still mourning the death of your husband. But it's not right to blame his death on me. Yes, I left three years ago and got involved with another man. So what does that have to do with his disappearance when I'm not even here?"

“Why do you still want me to get a divorce? You said it yourself that you’re no longer attracted to me!” “Even if I no longer find you attractive, you’re still mine!” Carol felt her heart sink at that. With a heavy heart, she smiled bitterly. “I forgot what you said. Even if you get sick of me, you won’t allow me to be with anyone else… That’s fine. I promise, in three months, I’ll get a divorce with Kieran. If you don’t believe me, I’ll get him to sign the divorce papers the moment Kieran comes back.”

As he spoke, he gave her a shove, causing her frail, sickly body to wobble, nearly falling over. Catherine bit her lip, determined not to let herself cry, and finally picked up the pen to sign her part. It's over. Her three-year marriage had ended. She touched her stomach, where it remained silent, much like her emotions in that moment. Once the divorce procedure was completed, the man turned to her again and said, “In consideration of the three years we lived together, and the fact that you can’t have children, I’ll give you a villa in District X to live out your days. But remember, from now on, don’t ever show your face around me or Juliet, or I’ll make sure you spend the rest of your life

I need someone to remove me off this trance "Okay. A divorce is a two sided thing. You both still have differences to sort out. I'll give you three months to sort things out..then you'll decide if you BOTH want a divorce. When you do. You can arrange with your lawyer once more and if you decide to make a change. Them I wish you a blissful marriage" "Court!"