How To Divorce The Male Lead Novels & Stories

“Whatever! You're going to donate blood. End of discussion.” My eyes turn sharp. I am done with this shit! Taking a deep breath, I move my arm swiftly in a back rotation to push and lose his grip on me before pushing him away. With a dead look in my eyes, I decisively inform him, “Let’s get a divorce, Keegan.”

How could I not be hurt by that? "I'm fine." I didn't want to say another word. He nodded, and Jason opened the door for him. Once we were sure that he was gone, Heather said, "Let's go over what you need to prepare for the divorce." I looked at her and listened intently. "If you want to maximize your rights, the first thing you need to do is get a clear picture of your husband's assets, including his fixed assets, stocks, and funds. The second and most important thing is to get evidence of his infidelity."

She even started to wonder if the screenplay writer knew about her life. The two characters continued their dance of conflict and evasion. Six months passed similarly. The female lead, who was feeling utterly exhausted and unable to finalize the divorce, decided to leave and disappear completely. The male lead decided not to find her. At first, the male lead found it amusing and thought she was merely being dramatic. He drank with his friends and would not talk about her. When someone advised him to be more accommodating toward her, he dismissed their advice with a cold sneer and sarcastic remarks.

"I'm done with this. I want a divorce." Caleb stared at her, his face a mask of shock and anger. "What did you say?” "I said I want a divorce," Jane repeated, her voice unsteady. Caleb’s eyes blazed with fury. "You think you can just walk away?” He moved to her and grabbed her arms while she struggled to free herself. “Have you forgotten the rules of the contract so easily? Be reminded that no one leaves the marriage until we have gotten our revenge” he grinned. "If you think I'll shut up and stay in a marriage where I’m treated like nothing, then you're a joke," Jane replied.

She must investigate the cause and reason. Charlie and Jacob came to the garage and got into Jacob’s BMW. As soon as they left the house, Jacob asked frantically, “Charlie, how can I divorce the shrew?! You have a lot of weird ideas, hurry and give me some!” Charlie said, “If you want to get a divorce, you’ll have to go through the trial separation for at least two years. Mom said it yesterday, didn’t she?”

" I seemed to have struck a nerve, as he went pale before flushing red. In the past, he would always easily tide things over by saying a few sweet words or being more forceful. However, he was coming to realize that all those methods were failing today. He tried to block my path by holding his arm out, but I deftly avoided him. "I've already sent the divorce agreement to my lawyer, Mr. Chance. You can go and discuss the details with him. When it comes to the assets, you can keep this house, but I want what's rightfully mine." Behind me, Chandler hurled insults before demanding that I stop this nonsense and saying that if I were to change my mind and apologize to him now, he would forgive me.

“That’s the face you make when you’ve already decided something stupid.” I walked past her into the apartment, setting the folder down on the coffee table. “I went to see a divorce lawyer,” I said. Her mouth fell open. “You did what?” “I want to know how to dissolve the marriage,” I said. “Legally.” She stared at me like she was waiting for the punchline. “Sera,” she said slowly, “you’re married to one of the most powerful men in the city. You don’t just dissolve that.” “I can,” I said. “He just has to sign.”

Later than I thought. I opened Lawrence's thread and dialed his private number. I immediately went against it, and I caught myself realizing my voice would give me away. Instead, I typed in these words: “Change of circumstances. Move the full timeline up. All of it. Tonight.” Once I hit the send button, relief washed over me. Then I went back and opened a second message. My fingers are steadier now. “The divorce papers. Whatever stack Rose hands him to sign tonight — I need them in it. I don't know how possible this is, but I believe you. No mistake. Make sure it's done before he leaves this building.”

Sasha froze, caught off guard by Jim’s sudden appearance, and stepped forward as if realizing something. “Jim, after all these years together, you can doubt anyone else, but why me?” Jim snorted coldly and shot her a hard look. “Sasha, we’re done. Divorce papers have already been sent to your place. When you see them, if everything checks out, just sign.” Sasha’s eyes went wide. Disbelief was written all over her face. “You want a divorce? Are you insane, Jim?! If we split, who’s going to take care of you?”

While I was frozen in thought, Finneas continued speaking. "Your husband's already seeing someone else," he said calmly. "He wants a divorce, but he doesn't want to lose his money. If he divorces you while he's at fault, he'll have to give you almost everything. So he wants you to be the one at fault instead. That's why he hired me. Everything's part of his plan." Finneas moved in front of me to block my line of sight to the brick bear. "Stop staring over there. He might notice. We just need to act happy together. Don't you want to walk away with more after the divorce?"