I Failed To Divorce My Husband Chapter 1 Novels & Stories

to me. How ridiculous... Here was my husband, who for an entire month failed to come and visit me even though I was in a coma and unable to leave the bed. And the reason he did present was because of the divorce? Wouldn’t he at least wait for me to get out of the hospital before he mentioned that fucking divorce AGAIN? I took a deep breath and calmed myself down. After hearing his words, I held his gaze and firmly responded, “I’m afraid I don’t understand what you’re referring to. I lost my memories.”

Of course it was not and I made sure that when I finally got pregnant, he would have no choice but to leave his wife and marry me after all his wife was barren, if she wasn't barren she would have given birth within those three years. It worked. It worked perfectly. But I did not count on Celestine being a Valancourt. I did not count on her having money and power and a family that could destroy Kier's company with a single phone call. I did not count on her fighting back and I am grateful to the universe for letting her forget I exist. And I definitely did not count on Kier being such a failure. He cannot even run his own business without her. I have watched him fall apart over the past few

Then, I dialed a number I had never, in my wildest dreams, wanted to call. “Let’s make a deal. Make me the majority shareholder of your conglomerate and help me burn the Carter family to the ground.” ... That evening, I slid a document across the table to Arthur. “I’ve had a marital agreement drawn up. Give it a look.” Arthur was annoyed. “You’re discussing money with me?” My eyes welled up with tears, but I stubbornly held them back. “I endured so many injections, suffered through all those treatments, and swallowed my pride. Now, my health is ruined, and I even have to care for the woman carrying your child.

" These words from Stanley shattered Darling inside out that she almost lost her balance and he didn't even make any move to hold her in case she might fall. Colour drained from her face and her eyes widened from another shock, this felt like a hard and heartless slap on her face. Why was he suddenly asking for a divorce after three years of marriage? Though his family never liked her and she also noticed the little emptiness between them and she worked hard hoping that things would somehow work out between them one day. But a divorce? Why? The tears that seemed to have taken a short pause resumed and they started rolling down her white cheeks that lacked colour. She shook her head, hoping t

I looked down and continued indifferently, “Since we were never married, there’s no need to get a divorce. Let’s break up.” I hung up. The next second, there was a loud knock at my door.

On the day of my grandmother's 70th birthday banquet, I was publicly beaten again by my wife's childhood friend, who accused me of being the other man. Grandma has a heart condition—she can't handle this kind of shock. Relatives whispered among themselves, their words dripping with contempt for me. "Kyle always seemed so well-behaved. How could he be this kind of person?" "To cause such a scandal on his grandmother's birthday... she must be beside herself..." I couldn't take it anymore. I dialed my wife's number, begging her to come and clear things up. But she chose to defend the other man and coldly berated me in front of everyone: "There's nothing between us. I'm warning you for th

The day I found out I was pregnant, my husband, Julian Calloway, told me he had been reborn and wanted a divorce. “Three months from now, I’ll go bankrupt. You’ll work yourself to death helping me pay off my debts, and you’ll die young. “This time, I absolutely refuse to drag you down with me. Take this $9,000,000. We’ll get divorced—” Before he could finish, I picked up the pen and signed. “Fine. Just transfer the money to my account.” That evening, while I was gathering my things from the living room, I overheard Julian’s secretary, Naomi Foster, speaking smugly through his phone. “I can’t believe she’s actually that stupid. How did she ever get into Harvard? “You made up some ridic

But it wasn't my husband but Andrew. I looked at him, his face reigning in fury. He spat, “Zara, your husband is so pathetic. Just tell me his name and I shall smash him into pieces.” A loud inhale filled with rage from my husband was audible to my ears. I continued badmouthing my husband. “Andrew, that's why I am in the process of divorcing my husband. Though I could give him one more chance, I won't. I won't step back from my decision to divorce him because he ejaculates prematurely.”

I fell to the ground just as the tears started. I pressed my knees to my chest and buried my face in my lap. I hated that I was crumbling over a guy, but he was my husband after all. I had every right to be upset over what I had just heard. He was telling another woman that he couldn’t divorce me yet because he needed me. I was stupid to believe that he was actually starting to care about me.

ROSALIND'S P.O.V. “Divorce papers?” I questioned as I looked back at my husband, but a frown was held upon his face. “Get them signed and go home, you don't belong here to begin with.” He walked out the door before I got the chance to say a word. There was no way I was going to throw away five years of our marriage just like that, I shut the booklet and followed him. “Mace…" “Your Highness.” He growled at me and shivers ran through my spine making shiver, but I got a hold of myself.