How To Divorce The Male Lead Novels & Stories

Alpha Lucas looked at his wife; his eyes flashed red with anger as he looked away and replied, "No. I will let Beta Paul know that Teddy has signed the agreement. Teddy has to serve his jail term to learn his lesson. That is the least I can do to help him. He should have been punished, but I'll withhold that since Charlotte didn’t lose her baby." Lady Sandra looked away, hurt flashing in her eyes, but she didn't say anything to her husband. He looked away from her and left the house, dressed in black. Upon arriving at his home office, Alpha Lucas welcomed Beta Paul and filled him in on the matter at hand. "Here’s the document. I want it to be duplicated so that Charlotte can keep hers and I

But for her, everything had changed. Her hand rested loosely on her lap, her fingers barely moving. She was not thinking about where she was going. Her mind kept going back to the same moment again and again. Ryan standing in the penthouse. His voice is calm. Too calm. Saying words that ended her marriage like it meant nothing. “I want a divorce.” Even now, it still feels unreal. Like something she had heard in a dream that turned into a nightmare. She pressed her forehead lightly against the window as the taxi moved through traffic. The glass was cold. It helped a little. But not enough to quiet her thoughts.

“You’re imagining things, Sophia. Nothing happened last night.” “Then why did you look so hurt when you kicked the door open?” His eyes flew open. “What?” “I saw the look in your eyes.” I swallowed. “My mom must have said something to—” “Drop it.” “But—” “Drop it, Sophia.” He grabbed his coffee, pushed mine toward me, and walked out of the kitchen. If this was what marriage looked like—two people sharing a house but not a life—then I wanted no part of it.

The endless manipulation. Her eyes glistened slightly. “But I forgot that people’s true nature never changes.” For a moment, silence passed between them. Malcolm looked at her quietly. Then his expression hardened with determination. “Petra, don’t worry,” he said firmly as he reached for her hand. His grip was steady. Protective. “I’ve already found you the best divorce lawyer in town.” Petra blinked in surprise. Malcolm’s eyes flashed with cold resolve. “I’ll make sure Pete walks away with nothing and repay every bit of what he owes you.”

I’m empty. “I love you, Stephan,” I whisper, voice trembling. “I probably always will. But I can’t stay. Not like this.” I hand him the divorce papers. He takes them, scans through, and lets out a mocking laugh. “Divorce?” He scoffs, eyes glinting. “You’re not leaving this house, Eva.” I meet his gaze, steady and sure for the first time in years. “Watch me.”

She hadn’t expected Vicktor to actually bring the divorce papers. “Lucy,” Vicktor continued sharply, “you always blame others. But you never look at yourself. I’m divorcing you not because of Elisha. But because your temper has gone too far.” There was no sadness in the man’s eyes. He looked relieved. Deeply relieved. Lucy grabbed the folder with trembling hands. She opened it, pulling out a sheet of paper—the divorce document that only needed her signature. But after a few seconds of staring at it, Lucy’s body shook violently.

His jaws were taut, and I knew that his patience was wearing thin. However, this time, I had no plans of backing out. Scoffing, I collected my laptop from the coffee table while fighting the tears that threatened to escape. Grinding my teeth, I met his eyes, saying, “Right back at you, Mr. Grant. Intimidation doesn’t work on me. I’ll be waiting for you to give me a proper reason to divorce. Otherwise, you’ll stay married to me until I get sick of you.” “Margaret! Don’t be stubborn!”

Atticus affirmed, “I’m here because I need your help with something.” “How can I assist you, Mr. Atticus? If I can, I’ll give it my all.” He looked as if he were grappling with his thoughts, trying to find the right words. Then he said two words that shocked me. “Divorce!” I was stunned for a good while. “Mr. Atticus, are you joking? I’m afraid I can’t help you with this. It’s not easy to dissolve one marriage. I can’t involve myself in just anything. Besides, you’re well aware of how your sister-in-law feels about me. I...”

If not for the fact that Jane was Luna’s grandmother, he would have slapped her right then and made her wet her pants. After speaking, Andrius left. “That good-for-nothing...” Jane’s expression darkened as she watched Andrius’ departing figure. “Alec, do you have any ideas?” Alec thought about it and said sinisterly, “Actually, there’s uncontested divorce, and there’s also contested divorce. “We can use our connections to have an official confirmation that Andrius and Luna have divorced. Then, we’ll obtain the divorce certificate and shove it in Andrius’ face.”

For eight years, I believed my husband loved me. I stood beside him when he had nothing, helped build his company, and gave him everything I had. Then I discovered he was cheating on me. With my best friend. Worse, I discovered he had been secretly moving the company's money and shares, the same company we built together. Preparing to divorce me and leave me with nothing. He thought I was a powerless wife with no family to turn to. So I didn't confront him. I smiled, played the loving wife, and let him believe his plan was working. Until the day I decided to show him who his wife really was. And that's when Adrian Cross learned he had been betraying the wrong woman.