Help My Tycoon Husband Refuses To Divorce Novels & Stories

Luke stood up and poured a glass of red wine for Michael. “You must be joking, President Idris. My darling’s ex-husband didn’t give her a single penny when they got divorced. He’s as stingy as a miser. How could he have helped her?” “He didn’t give her a single penny?” Michael looked at Sydney in surprise. “Yep. Not only did he not give her money, but he also didn’t give her a house or car either. Why don’t you take pity on my darling and sell SweetHeart to her?” Luke threw an arm around Sydney’s shoulder.

Mildred declared stubbornly. Furious, Wesley said through gritted his teeth. "If you insist on giving this money to Justin, let's get a divorce." He did not actually want a divorce. At his age, mentioning divorce was more of a joke. He was just saying it to threaten Mildred. Mildred looked at Wesley with shock. "You want to divorce me? Just because of a few million? We've been married for so many years. I've borne children for you and supported your career, and now that I'm old and supposedly useless, you want to divorce me? All these years of dedication to you and this family, isn't it worth a few million?"

We didn't hold you with a gun, and you were supposed to refuse if you didn't want to marry me. Didn't you tell me that you wanted to get married when you were twenty-six years old? Therefore, we will register our marriage when you turn twenty-six. Why don't you divorce me if you don't love me, Xavier?" Xavier laughed out loud and replied, "Do you hear yourself; how can we divorce since our marriage is not even registered? Tell me Valencia, is your mother really sick or is she faking it?" Valencia looked at her husband coldly and replied, "Why don't you take her to the hospital for a second opinion?"

“We got divorced just three weeks ago, and now you’re jumping into another marriage?” “Exactly. She got divorced. You're no longer in the picture. So why did he even care?” Tyler stated. “I wasn’t talking to you,” Brad raised his voice. “What’s your business with this?” “I have every business in this,” Tyler said calmly. “Because you’re speaking to my wife.” “Don’t go talking like she’s yours!” Brad yelled.

"That was the plan, wasn't it? Marry him, take his money, divorce him, and we split everything but now, it's been years?" "Things changed." Irene replied. He was delusional if he thinks she would divorce Jeff but she didn't dare say it out, she wouldn't want him flipping and spoiling her plans. "Changed how?" Matt's eyes narrowed. "We planned this for years, Irene. You were supposed to bleed him dry and leave." "I can't divorce him yet, his business is struggling and there's nothing to take!" Irene's voice rose. "So you're just going to stay married to him?" Matt's voice was incredulous.

With a heavy sigh leaving her lips to show how heartbroken she was, she picked up the pen from the table and then the divorce papers. She flipped through the pages, each sending a jolt of pain, regret, and anger through her veins. After all she had done to keep her marriage alive, it still ended. Just as she was going to finally sign the paper, Logan swiftly got a strong grip on her hand, making her turn to look at him. “I see you've got some nerve, Julia… you don't even have money, so why would you want to sign the divorce papers? I can make you my slave if you beg for the mistake you made!” Logan suggested harshly, but immediately, Julia pulled her hand out of his grip.

The whole world probably had by now. I dropped my gaze to the floor, shame choking me. “Mom… I’m so sorry. This couldn’t have come at a worse time.” “What’s going on with you, Lucy?” she asked, her eyes red and searching. I swallowed hard. Lying would only make it worse. She’d find out sooner or later. “Tom’s refusing the divorce.” Her face hardened. “What? Why?” “What he’s always wanted.” My voice cracked with a bitter laugh. “Money.”

“When Karen is around, it feels like we’re actually a family.” Irina stopped breathing. For several seconds, she couldn’t move. Couldn’t think. Couldn’t speak. Her own son. Her own child. Choosing someone else. Tears filled her eyes. Still, she refused to let them fall. “Is that really how you feel?” Jacob looked away. That was answer enough. Irina turned toward Tyler. “Where do we go from here?” Tyler’s face remained cold. Emotionless. As though twelve years of marriage meant nothing. “Divorce.”

“I’m pregnant. We can’t do this. After we have our child, I’ll make it up to you.” “No, I’ll be gentle. Even though you’re pregnant, we should still keep to our 12 times a month target.” His sweet voice sounded disgusting to me. Suddenly, he asked on purpose, “You always say you love me, but why haven’t you divorced your husband?” I also wanted to know the answer to this question, so I paid attention. Tanya responded like it was nothing. She said, “Are you silly? If I divorce him, half of my assets will have to go to him. I didn’t let him touch me for the last few years. It’s basically like we’re divorced.

"How are you?" "Your face doesn’t look good, husband. Do you want to take a rest?” “I’m good.” He refused to receive attention from Annie and continued to eat. He didn’t want to talk to her anymore. Why? He just wanted to do it, for no reason. Dustin began to think about the divorce petition he wrote the day before. When he thought about it, he hesitated a bit. Should he divorce the woman who forced him to marry her? But she's not like that anymore, is she? Or does she have any plan with him?