Novel & Cerita Divorcing My Tyrant Husband Novel

They never imagined the man who'd been married to me for eight years had a seven-year-old son on the side. Ruby finally dropped the innocent act. She grabbed Eric and pulled him off the floor. "Eric, what are you scared of? Just divorce Sandra. Once you get half their family's assets, we won't have to put up with them anymore. Our family can finally be together." The room exploded. "Ruby, you're the mistress. How are you still this shameless?" "Mr. Tyler's disgusting too. I seriously thought he was a decent guy." "He got another woman pregnant right after getting married? Those two are insane."

“Are you married, Mr. Tyler Harrington?” “Yes, I was. But no, I am not. I divorced my wife due to my silly mistake. I thought I was doing the best thing, you know?” “I understand where you are coming from, son. I did the same to my lovely wife; may her soul rest in peace. I cheated on her with a woman with big buttocks. It was not entirely my fault; I love big butts, and my wife had a flat one. So I cheated, and when she found out and threatened with a divorce, I hit her head with a bat and she bled to death.”

I was a wolfless daughter, unwanted by my pack and ignored by my father. On my eighteenth birthday, he finally gave me a gift: a death sentence. I was chosen to become the eleventh bride of Tyrant Conri, the Alpha King feared by the entire realm. Ten wives had entered his palace before me. Ten had died, torn apart by the tyrant’s own hands. But before I could be sent to his bed, I was attacked in a dark alley—and saved by a stranger with burning green eyes. He touched me. Kissed me. Marked me. Then vanished before the bond could be completed. Now I am trapped in the palace of the monster king, wearing the title of his bride, while my body still remembers the man from the alley. I don’t know

The door opened. Tyler entered the room, his presence a palpable shift in the atmosphere. His gaze, cold and accusing, was fixed on me, and I knew, with a sinking feeling, that this was not going to be a pleasant conversation. He stood beside Joana, their eyes locked on me, a silent battle brewing in the space between us. "What are you going to do now, Tyra?" Tyler asked, his voice laced with a harshness that made my heart sink. "You already had a child with him, and now you're divorced." His words felt like a physical blow, a sharp stab in my chest.

I grabbed my box and shoved past him with defiance. “You dare not walk away from me,” Hayes threatened from behind me, his loud shout bringing me to a halt. This man still thinks he is speaking to the old Hannah. I laughed. Then slowly, like a Greek warrior standing before inferior soldiers, I faced him. My eyes, scorching red. “Dear husband,” I said, ignoring his former statement like I didn’t hear it. “I want a divorce.”

chaos on the bed. “Sharon has left! She doesn’t love you anymore. Don’t waste your tears crying for a woman like her!” But Bruce continued to roar, seemingly not listening to Aileen’s words. “Why did you leave when I’m paralyzed now? But you don’t have to worry. My legs will get better in the future. I don’t want a divorce with you.” Aileen sighed in annoyance. “Bruce! Listen to Mom! You are a strong person! She’s not worth it.” Aileen cupped Bruce’s face, making him look into her eyes.

I gripped her hair, jerking her head backwards and she cried but her swollen eyes could not produce any more tears. “Your wife fucked with what belong to me." I cocked my head to the side, my eyes still on him while his scared eyes moved from me to Valentina and back to his wife. “You could try to get to her, I would only need to get three of my bullets buried into your body, I guess they would love it in there.” His chest went up and down in suppressed anger. “Your wife will pay for her deeds, now get Matteo to get the divorce papers done, else you would end up in a place worse than this.

I whispered. “Shut up, you whore. I am glad I never opened my heart to you. I will never do so anyway.” Victor fired before throwing a file that Dorcas handed him.“Those are the divorce papers. You don’t need to sign them. Our marriage wasn't even registered. As far as the law is concerned, we were never married.” Tears streamed down my face. I had been deceived the entire time. Victor then turned toward the door. “Take her away. She has tried, time and again, to hurt my fiancée.”

"Second condition." I looked at him coldly. "I'm taking Jamie. You will never see him again. Child support -- five million dollars, lump sum." "Ella, don't push it!" Derek jabbed a finger at me. "Jamie is my son too!" "Perfect. Then I'll take Jamie straight to the Ashfords and let them know that their future son-in-law already has a child. Let them watch their daughter raise her fiance's secret kid before they've even walked down the aisle."