Romans & histoires How To Safely Divorce An Obsessive Emperor

Emma winked at him seductively. Tarquin's heart was caught in his throat, this was what he had been dreaming about for a long. To get Emma's approval for marriage but in the next minute, his face falls. Ivy and Tarquin had just celebrated their marriage to the whole world, how can he get divorced in less than a week? Besides, his late father had purposely banned him from having scandals with women or having a divorce within one year, or else he'd lose his company. So even though, Tarquin badly wanted to divorce Ivy and wed Emma immediately, he couldn't because of the contract restrictions. Tarquin stopped and kissed Emma on her lips. "Even if I badly wanted to agree with you. There's a reaso

Emily yelled in despair, "If you leave now, we're getting a divorce!" Issac's shoulders quivered slightly. He paused, looking at Emily's angry face, but soon a smile appeared. "No, you won't divorce me, Emily. Even though you were forced to marry me, you've fallen in love with me, haven't you? And with all the money I give you each month to splurge, how could you possibly leave me?" "I can't stand how you repeatedly place Cici's importance above mine! You must stay today, or I will file for divorce."

I said, shaking my head at him. “You couldn’t divorce me even though you hated the sight of me. You could endure anything just to be heir to my father’s empire.” I waited for his response but none came, knowing Gabriel, he was a confident and sophisticated man one could hardly leave speechless but he was so very speechless now. “Well, you don’t have to endure anything again. The divorce papers will be sent to you in twenty four hours and you must sign them with immediate effect.” “Imelda! You can’t do that!”

She hoisted her gazes, looking at the housekeeper nonchalantly. “You don't understand, Ember!” She fiercely affirmed, making the housekeeper’s eyes formed into an O shape. “Tell your boss that I've already sent him an electronic divorce agreement through mail. Sign it as soon as possible. Also, let him know I won't get any surgery!” Ember tried to take the suitcase in her hand but Lissie protested. She was persistent, and determined to leave. Her eagerness to stay with Colton disappeared. Nonetheless, she doesn't have any reason to stay with him anymore.

Any advice? Before long, the replies began piling up. While the comments were mixed, there were some insightful suggestions among them. One comment stood out the most: *“Since the scumbag loves his mistress, things should be easier. As long as you can stomach it and pretend to be affectionate with him, I guarantee the mistress will get uncomfortable and cause a scene. Let her help you convince him to divorce you—wouldn't that be sweeter?”* *“If the scumbag still refuses to divorce, become Sherlock Holmes. You need to get close to him to catch him in the act and gather evidence of his infidelity, then use it to threaten him into a divorce. His family is wealthy and influential—why would he re

George roared and pointed her finger at me. Somehow, I understand George’s worries. I played with my phone in my fingers and looked at Kai’s manager. I speak. “I understand but what you heard about me at that meeting remains the same. I need a husband and a father for my dream heirs. If Kai wants to divorce me, then I’m good. We can also sign a pre-nuptial agreement if he wants to,” I replied, getting inside. I closed the sliding door and locked it. “I am not Emma and I’ll never become one. I will never cheat, be a stalker, or be obsessive. I know my proposal was strange but I will never hurt my husband,” I remarked and walked away.

There wasn’t much to read in the email but when she was done, her hands were shaking and her throat was tight. “He’s doing it,” she whispered. “What?” “I’m being summoned to attend our first divorce hearing in court. They completely skipped the mediation phase!” “Wait, were you hoping to get back together with him?” “My father’s business depends heavily on Kane’s funding. If we get divorced, all of that stops.” “I understand that Emilia, but your happiness matters too. You’re more than a pawn on a chessboard.” “I don’t give a crap about your opinion, Matt. Don’t talk to me like I’m a dumb child that doesn’t know what’s good for her!”

"I assume you remember what you did to keep me around in the past. It's been so many years now, yet you haven't changed. Moreover, our marriage was nothing but the result of your schemes. Logically speaking, you should've hated me at that moment—despised me even. It wouldn't surprise me if you wanted to torture me as revenge, yet you chose to marry me. I then suspected you were stuck in the past. You can't stand that I left you, and it hurt your pride. Your desire for conquest is at play, and you can't accept this outcome." Vicky's words flowed calmly. "I know that obsessive-compulsive disorder is also a form of mental illness. Perhaps you won't be so fixated on me once you recover. While yo

She just wanted to sever all legal ties to me. The rejection stung worse than any physical wound I ever received. I spent five years building an empire to secure her future, and she walked away from it with nothing but the clothes on her back. I flipped to the last page and saw her signature signed in dark ink. Arabella Bellini. She signed the papers while she was recovering from major surgery. She planned this, and she executed it the moment she woke up.

My entire empire, the nights, the pills, the parties… I had built all this power to keep her safe, and yet now… she was sending me proof that she wanted absolutely nothing to do with me. “Boss! We heard a knock.” Hawk’s voice came faintly from the hallway, but I ignored it. I didn’t need anyone’s reaction to the divorce papers. I was just served. I was alone with the past, the present, and a choice I had to make. My empire could make anyone bend to my will, but this… this was one person I had spent five years keeping out of reach, safe, hidden… she had moved. Yet she acted with divorce papers. Way below the belt…