How To Safely Divorce An Obsessive Emperor の小説・ストーリー

“There’s more to uncover. We just need time. The IT team is still going through his devices, and the investigator is tracking some other leads. We’ll find everything we need.” “Then we make time,” I said, my voice firm. “We push him into a corner. Emily, send the divorce letter to Rome’s company. Make it as public as possible. We need to make sure he sees it as soon as possible. He won’t be able to ignore it.” Emily hesitated, looking down at her phone. I could see the weight of the decision pressing down on her, but there was no turning back now. She nodded, a new resolve taking over her. “I’ll do it.”

"No, I'm not pregnant, and you're not going to trap me in this bathroom like an animal unless you want to feel my claws!" Lily narrowed her eyes at me but took a step back. "I'm watching you, Emelia. You're about to get a divorce, so don't think you can suddenly trap Victor in this loveless marriage because of an unborn child." "I really don't care about what you think." I groaned. "I'm leaving, but feel free to argue with the bathroom mirror." Even though her words were annoying, I couldn't shrug off that she was somewhat right. With the divorce looming overhead, I didn't need to add another factor for Victor to fight hard for our marriage so he wouldn't sign the divorce papers.

He was crazy! Yes, he was. Crazy enough to make sure that this divorce indeed would not fly. That was just the type of power he possessed. Your wife wants a divorce? Fear not! All you need to do is pay the judge a couple hundreds of millions and the matter would never be attended to! Fucking Gadreel! Ivory so desperately wanted to roll her eyes, or better yet, kick him in his fucking baby maker. But she knew that would only put her in more trouble. The only way out of this, permanently so, is to get that divorce and in other to get that divorce…

“Stop kidding me. Do you think our marriage is a joke? You can divorce me at any time if you like?" Harry stood up straight. He grabbed Emma's delicate chin but didn't use too much force to avoid hurting her. He could tolerate all her stubbornness and childishness but absolutely did not agree to her divorce. “I'm not kidding. You're talking about the $10 million I owe you, right? As long as you agree to divorce, I will return it to you immediately." She glared at him without hesitation, and gritted her teeth, "Both capital and interest." "Divorce? Don't dream." He lifted her chin.

Aaron narrowed his eyes slowly, looking suspicious that she had taken it so easily. “Oh, it’s just that my daughter is so excited to get married…” Elisabeth rushed on, clearly trying to remedy the situation, although Rose could see the angry glint in her gaze, “That she would agree to anything you say, Mr. Vamcap! Oh, I’m sure you’ll give up the idea of getting a divorce as soon as you get to know our girl’s charms better!” the way her mom said it made Rose want to throw up “I mean, look how she’s doing what you want, no questions asked? Aren’t you glad we brought you such na obedient and devoted bride?”

He refused and asked her why but sia threatened him, and hence he had prepared the divorce papers in a matter of minutes "Get out!" Emiliano made a low yell that startled Angelo, "Emil...just…" "Get the fuck out!" Emiliano cut him off as he raised his voice and Angelo knew his friend was furious, and hence he was going to retreat slowly and get out because he wanted to avoid being a part of the scandal happening between husband and wife. Come to think of it why on earth did he have to go through this, it appeared to be that he was a cursed lawyer who happened to make his loved one divorce

The unease in her eyes was impossible to miss. I replied, "Good. Then let's get a divorce." I pulled out the divorce papers I had prepared long ago. I held them up with a faint smile. "Since you already think I'm a murderer, let's end this charade." "No!" Emery lunged forward and snatched the papers out of my hand. He ripped them into shreds and let the pieces scatter to the floor. He sneered. "I'm not divorcing you! I'd rather kill you and call it 'domestic violence' than give you an easy way out. If we divorce, things get messy for me. I'm not stupid."

Ethan’s voice rose as he lashed out, his face flushed with anger. Melinda’s eyes were filled with tears as she sobbed. She loved Ethan but the thought of leaving Ryan scared her. The strength she had to serve him the divorce papers, she couldn't bring herself to do it again. What if what Ethan felt for her was pity? Risking her marriage for Ethan terrified her even though a big part of her wanted to. Ethan observed her as she cried, his expression softening. “It’s Saturday, get some rest. Tomorrow, you're coming with me to California for a weekend getaway, we’re celebrating my dad’s birthday on my private island. The driver will come pick you up.”

He then paused, as if making a huge concession, and said, "If you really don't like seeing Kayla at home, I'll just arrange to have her sent elsewhere in the meantime." I stared at the narcissistic, self-righteous man before me and wondered how I ever managed to fall in love with him in the past. "I'm not being stubborn," I said, interrupting him. "We're already divorced. Kindly refrain from interfering in my life again, Mr. Swanson." He lost all his patience with me and suddenly raised his voice. "I'm already making a huge compromise here! What else do you want from me! "The company needs you now! Must you really act up and be difficult at a time like this?"

she croaked, sipping her bitter coffee. The lawyer looked stunned. “Well, that’s... extreme.” He looked at Eulalia, her face expressionless but her eyes icy cold, and sighed. “Divorce cases are complicated, mostly because of asset division.” “I’ll walk away with nothing. Not a single penny.” Had Percival pushed her to such an edge that she was willing to divorce at any cost? “I’ll do my best to help you,” the lawyer assured. “Thanks. What else should I prepare?” “More evidence would help. And witnesses.”