Divorcing My Husband Over His Stepsister's Secret Novels & Stories

Perhaps Julia was right. He only used me to get back at her. I was just her replacement. With my heart thoroughly broken, I felt oddly calm. I called and summoned my secretary. Then, I calmly signed the resignation letter and the share sale documents I had asked her to prepare last night. After that, I called my lawyer. "Alex, please bring the divorce papers I consulted you about last night. "That's right. Now. I'm at the gynecology department in Illeson Medical Center."

“If Lucian fathers a child while legally divorced, the board can challenge his controlling stake.” The words felt like ice down her spine. “So you forced the divorce to avoid that risk,” she whispered. “I ensured the company remained protected.” Lucian’s voice dropped dangerously low. “You destroyed my marriage.” “I corrected your mistake.” The room felt too small. Too tight. Elena stepped back slightly, suddenly aware that this had been orchestrated long before she understood what was happening. “You thought I betrayed you,” she said to Lucian quietly. His jaw clenched. “I was given evidence.”

I made myself read it. We need to be patient. Once the divorce is finalized, we can be together openly. I'm working on moving assets she can't touch. Give me six more months. The words wouldn't process. Couldn't process. "He was planning to leave me," I said. "This wasn't just an affair. He was planning to leave me and take everything." "Yes." Harper's voice was hard. "And your darling stepsister was in on it. Look at her response." Six months feels like forever. But I trust you. Just promise me she won't get the apartment. I've always loved that place.

he explained, and I could not believe what I was hearing. “I did a little bit of digging and found out that he and his wife’s younger sister have been dating secretly for a long time but had never been caught until a few days ago. Instead of apologizing to his wife, he decided to get a divorce from her. Even going as far as announcing the divorce the next day after he was caught with his sister-in-law,” he explained, causing me to shake my head in disbelief.

He’s never spoken to me in such a way. My husband was fucking another woman, calling her baby, and making her feel things that he’s never made me feel Their moans filled my ears as I stood by the door, waiting for them to notice that I had walked in, the lady raised her head and my heart broke even more, it was Rebecca. My step-sister, my husband was fucking my stepsister. My shaking legs took a step forward instead of backward, I wanted to walk away but I also wanted to confront them, I wanted to know why both of them would do this to me.

I questioned, not wanting to believe my ears. “Get the divorce, Adeline. If you hadn’t used trickery, Sasha and I would have been married a long time ago. The marriage between you and I was a mistake, and it’s time to end it.” How ridiculous. My husband, and my family, are forcing me to divorce. They wanted my husband to marry my step sister. I can’t stay in this house for another minute.

As Ari walked away, Evander shouted, “You’ll hear from my lawyer tomorrow. Divorce papers will be sent. Don’t ever ask me for anything—not even my name.” Ari shook her head as she left in tears. She never imagined her husband and her sister could betray her like this. But within all the lies… was a secret she had yet to uncover.

His eyes contained disdain. Was being a good wife always been a mistake? Airina remarked, “I hate that I’ve loved you for years….” She roughly wiped her tears as her heart pounded in grievance. Airina was overwhelmed. “I’m such a fool.” Upon witnessing her husband’s affair with her stepsister, he promptly gave her a divorce agreement. This is just too much to handle. Jackson pointed at the opened door, “Now, get out and disappear.” “Don’t tell me what to do! I will leave on my own.”

I pulled it off, a little too forcefully, and dropped it into the bin after the cake. He really had the nerve. Giving me things his mistress picked and made. Disgust crawled over my skin. I turned and walked into the next room, my steps quick, tense. I pulled out my phone and called my stepmother, telling her I wanted a divorce from Sebastian. She yelled at me, her voice sharp and unforgiving, throwing the words at me like a threat. “Okay. Divorce him and let your sister on life support die.” The line went dead.