He Wants Two Wives She Wants A Divorce Novels & Stories

But he needs her for now so he has to be patient. The moment his parents knew that he was married, they were less worried about him now. He has no time for all of this but he has a favor to ask his wife which is why he decided to find her again. The downside of this was that she wants a divorce and he needs to stay married to her. “You have to stop addressing me as your wife, you know,” she sassed. “It was a mistake. We should be talking about the divorce.” “Do you think that’s that easy to get a divorce here? Showing up at court is a hassle to me so do what you want.”

he said smiling. " I told you to stop calling me that" I said faking a frown. " Not without the boss permission" he said. " How is your wife ? I asked. His countenance changed. He went silent. " Is something wrong?? I asked. " I want to divorce her, am tired of staying with her am sick and tired of our marriage" he said. " What? I asked shocked. " You want to divorce her but why? I asked. " Am tired, am not a happy man" he said sadly.

And who lost it. Plenty of people wanted that chair. One word from her, and he'd be dragged down. She ignored him, about to hang up. I stopped her. "Lydia, wait. Tell Michael to draft one for me too. I'm divorcing Johnny."

"How is the divorce going? If you need a lawyer, I know the best ones." I smiled. To think that someone as cold as her would actually care about someone else's family affairs. Still, seeing how serious she looked, I answered honestly. "It will be handled soon. I don't need your best lawyers, as this should be easy for my side. Either way, I'm going to make Sinead leave with nothing. I have a video of her marrying another man, after all." Only then did Margaret nod. "That makes sense. Something like this shouldn't be difficult for you."

he said, almost kindly, “I knew you were still taking the pills even after I told you to stop. You hid them in the same drawer every time. I told you, I want a family.” “A family?” I snapped. “You want control. You wanted to own me.” “You’re my wife,” he said evenly. “Why wouldn’t I want that with you?” “We’re divorced.” “I don’t care.” He said it like a fact. Like something irrefutable. “I do,” I shot back. “Does it matter to anyone that I care!?” Still, he didn’t get angry. Didn’t raise his voice. Didn’t argue. That infuriated me more than anything.

Then one afternoon, I was walking out of the elevator with a colleague after lunch, and there he was — standing right outside the glass doors of our office. Unshaven. Sunken eyes. Clothes wrinkled and unkempt. Not a trace of the handsome, polished man he used to be. "Serena!" The moment he spotted me, he rushed over. "Serena, I was wrong! I know I was wrong!" His voice was raw and hoarse. "I got rid of Axel! He's gone — he won't come back, I swear! I promise!" "Let's not get divorced. Let's start over, okay? From now on, I'll only love you. Only you. I swear I'll be different, Serena."

I was glad he was defending me. “Oh really,Asher? Since when? Since when did you consider her a wife? What about our plans? When are you divorcing her?” Cassie demanded..plans? What plans? Divorce? Didn't Asher say he never wanted to hear the word 'divorce' from my lips?

"Damien, whatever romantic notions you have about that girl, let them go. You don't even remember her. Move on." "What if I don't want to move on?" "Then you're a fool." Her voice turned icy. "That marriage nearly destroyed you. You were distracted, unfocused, weak. After the divorce, you became the man you were meant to be. Do you really want to throw that away for a woman who's already moved on?" "Has she? Moved on?" Victoria laughed, but it wasn't a kind sound. "Why don't you ask her? Oh wait, you did. And she told you to leave her alone. Take the hint, darling."

“How much do you want? How much should I give you just to back out of this marriage thing?” “You can’t afford it, sir,” she declared and I was too stunned to speak at her stubbornness.

I watched as he gently withdrew his hand again and here was how it all started. “Lana!” He paused, looking at me in my eyes. I felt like jumping into his vision. It was a forest of beautiful land and it didn't take long, I became lost until he said, “I want to divorce my wife!” “What? Why?” I was shocked. I didn't want my inner feeling to surpass my rational thinking. “Why would you divorce your wife of many years of marriage? Is it because of being childless? Please, don't do that.” But deep inside me, a thought was telling me to support Lee's idea. I deliberately ignored it.