I Failed To Divorce My Husband Chapter 1 Mga Nobela at Kwento

Her mother wanted to divorce her dad which made him become a drunkard. "That's not true...I was done with him...I wanted nothing to do with him...the court granted my request for a divorce and he didn't want that"she recalled the countless times she wanted to divorce her husband but every time he would lie to the court but when she met a man who was grieving. He was caring and made her feel like a human being. She thought all men were the same until she met Frank Lewis, a man who had two children and was grieving his wife's death

I whispered. “Shut up, you whore. I am glad I never opened my heart to you. I will never do so anyway.” Victor fired before throwing a file that Dorcas handed him.“Those are the divorce papers. You don’t need to sign them. Our marriage wasn't even registered. As far as the law is concerned, we were never married.” Tears streamed down my face. I had been deceived the entire time. Victor then turned toward the door. “Take her away. She has tried, time and again, to hurt my fiancée.”

“Let's end this.” I looked up at him, my heart pounding. “You're divorcing me, because you cheated?” Tears slipped from my eyes as I tried to fathom what was happening. I should have turned a blind eye to it as usual, I shouldn't have disturbed him. I should have kept quiet, acted dumb as usual and not been out of my league. Now what am I going to do if he truly divorce me ? How will I survive it!? “Don't start twisting things,” he said, his tone laced with coldness. “You've been useless since we got married. You can't even give me a child. My family was right about you.”

I crossed the room, walking slowly, straight and surely not looking away from the line of his shoulders as I covered the distance between us. When I reached him I put two fingers lightly against his back, a tap, barely anything and he turned. I held out the folder for him to take. He opened it and read, his face giving nothing away, not even surprise or satisfaction, nothing that would tell me what was happening behind those eyes. But I knew what was in the folder. The signed final decree. The judge's stamp. My name, free from Cole Holt printed in clean black ink on government paper. The divorce was done.

Because they knew I valued family, they thought they could trample all over my dignity. Just then, my phone buzzed. It was a text from Nathan with my flight details. It was an early morning departure. Fighting through the throbbing pain, I forced myself up, grabbed my driver's license, and walked straight out the front door. The moment the lock clicked shut behind me, an overwhelming wave of liberation washed over me. I was going to file for divorce. I wanted nothing more to do with this family.

I couldn't help but tear up also while taking slow steps towards him. I remember every single pain and suffering we've been through. We married each other even when we both were not ready. We ended up hurting each other. He asked for divorce and I didn't have any other choice but to let him go. He used harsh words. He saw me as a cold wife. I thought he cheated when everything was planned by Catherine. Who would've thought we'd end up together again? Who would've thought we’ll find our ways back in each other's arms?

"Don't think that will derail the divorce! It won't work! I'm telling you it won't work!" Fucking asshole. Acting like the devoted husband now? Where was all this passion when he was screwing that Shadow Pack bitch behind Cecilia's back? Too little, too late. I massaged my temples, fighting off a headache. With that attitude, this divorce was going to be a total nightmare. Xavier's pov

Without another word, he rushed off to get changed, then left with the boys. The bedroom was quiet, except for the sound of my muffled sobs. When the tears finally dried, I reached for my phone and called my brother, Kurt Gladstone. "Kurt… I want a divorce. And about my injury back then..." I had stubbornly brushed off all my family's warnings and married Charlie anyway, only to end up broken and leaving them to deal with the fallout. When I finished speaking, Kurt launched into a furious tirade, cursing Charlie without holding back.

After divorcing my unfaithful husband, Yale Gibson, I end up completely miserable. So when we remarry, I become the perfect wife he always wanted. When rumors swirl about him and Willow Leeds, I step forward to clear his name. When Willow falsely accuses me, he turns a blind eye while I immediately take the blame and apologize. Even when I'm set up and brought to the police station, I refuse to call him to bail me out. I simply tell the officers I have no family, letting them lock me up for an entire week. Seven days later, the heavy gates of the police station clang open at dusk. A sleek black Cullinan screeches to a halt right in front of me. Yale strides over, his brow furrowed sligh

“Ah, sorry. You don’t have to answer if it’s hard to explain. I understand. Don’t worry.” “It’s okay. Besides, your question is common. I was married before, but that marriage didn’t last long. Besides, we got married with no love to begin with. Finally, after two years of marriage, we agreed to divorce. However, the main reason I agreed to his request for a divorce was that he was having an affair with my stepsister, and she got pregnant. For their sake, I agreed to the divorce and moved to Rainwood to start a new life. I’ve been staying at my aunt’s house since yesterday, the one I’d been searching for so long.”