Novel & Cerita I'll Divorce My Tyrant Husband

He only let go of her hands after her mouth was already filled with the metallic taste of blood. Still, he held on to her tightly in his arms. He rested his chin on the top of her head and growled in a low voice, “Must we get a divorce?” His voice was very low and deep like a rumbling drum. There was what seemed to be a hint of desperation in his voice, which was a sharp contrast to his usual arrogant demeanor. Sylvia felt a swell of irritation rising in her chest and said without thinking, “Why not divorce me so you can officially marry Tara?”

“How could you do this? After everything I’ve done for you, Joyce? The double shifts so you could go to Cambridge? The tuition I paid when Dad said no? The nights I wrote your essays while you partied? I gave you a home, clothes, a future… and this is how you repay me? Stealing my husband and my baby the day after my wedding?” I lean against the doorframe, one hand lazily circling my belly, watching her fall apart like it’s the sweetest revenge. Tyler steps forward. “None of that matters now,” he says, ice cold. “I needed a son to carry my name. Joyce is giving me one. You two have the same face anyway. It’ll be like I never lost you.” He pulls the signed divorce papers from his back pocket

“Yeah?” “First I will like to thank you for your help throughout today. You saved my daughter, you helped me with my problems, I really appreciate what you did. However, I want to discuss my deal with you, I’m sorry but my daughter wants to divorce you and I can’t deny what she wants again. I already did it once, she doesn’t want to marry you, she never wanted it but I forced her into doing it because of the deal I had with you.” Davis was quiet, trying to study and read the expression on Tyler’s face but nothing coming up. He stared with blank face, as if all he had said was nothing and meant nothing.

“Get out of my room. I don’t care what you, Diablo, or even the bitch Alexandra that you aim to call a wife planned, I am going to make your damn life hell.” “Is that so?” I sat on the couch that I was initially sitting on, my chest aching with each breath that I took as I knew that not only did my husband send me divorce papers, he didn’t have the guts to do it himself. He had his second hand give them to me. No wonder he didn’t come to say goodbye to me. He wouldn’t be able to look me in the eye. The man was sending me back to my tyrant. “Do you want a bet?” I asked, and he frowned. He walked toward me, picking the knife up on the way as he did. He set the knife on the tray, where it initi

" Saying those words she walked out. "Selfish, she's the one to speak." Tyler mumbled as he laid back on the bed, he turned his head and looked at the picture of Iris, his late grandma. Looking at her photo, made him feel like he had betrayed her. He reached his hand for the picture, "Alright Maybe I'll marry her….but I'll get a divorce from her after sometime….I have my own life to live Grandma." At the same time Mila and Lynn walked in, Mila had a dejected look on her face, she looked at with sad eyes, she took a seat on the sofa, while Lynn remained standing.

"You had an extramarital affair and even gave birth to a child. Per the law, I can make you leave this marriage without a dime to your name. I can even make you compensate me for my losses!" We hadn't even gotten married, though. I was so angry that my hands started trembling. "You and I never got married, Tyler! How could I have had an extramarital affair? Put my son down!" Calvin kicked his legs as he dangled in the air. He didn't look scared, though. The household staff surrounded Tyler but didn't dare do anything to him because of his status. All they could do was try to convince him to put Calvin down. Tyler refused to listen. He shot me a look and said, "I'll deal with you after teachi

" Can't we talk about it? Can't we talk it out? I don't want to lose you. I will hear you out. I will try to make things right. Just... Don't say that you want to divorce me!" " Hearing you out? Why would I? Did you remember what you said on our wedding anniversary? She is your priority. I'm just a selfish bitch who can't see her man with another woman spending days and nights together for three months. I don't have time to hear you out. Sign the divorce papers. We both know what is our priority. I want a Man who will give me his everything. I am selfish and I want a man who can love me with -!" " There will be no man. Emma!" His eyes sharpen.

“Aside from that, what I cannot accept is that you got together with Lyra Madden during your marriage! If the divorce didn’t happen earlier, I’d have whipped you to death! “I asked you before whether you regret the divorce and you said no. And now, look at what you’ve done. Sydney is pregnant with your child!” The more she said, the angrier she got. She whipped Julien two more times. Julien curled up in pain. The sweat on his forehead, as big as peas, rolled down and got stuck at his eyebrows, forcing his eyes shut. Jayden broke down in tears. He grabbed Old Madam Flint’s arm and begged, “Grandma, please stop. He can’t take it anymore!”

“What sort of ridiculous question are you asking of me? If you still need me to tell you what to do after everything that I have said and buttressed, then I would have to agree that something is wrong with you” “I wouldn't want to think that the bomb blast has affected your head but with the way things are going, it seems so!” I knew what he wanted me to do. He wanted me to divorce her and that would never happen because until Lucia shows me the proof of her being a stripper, the woman in the picture will forever be Seraphina Whitmore. “Dad, what you want wouldn't be happening, and I would rather not escalate things further, so I would rather that you leave me alone. I don't want to talk abo

“You'll be coming to this place, my private residence, once in a while, but I need you to fully stay at the family house, where my spoiled lazy son stayed.” That's right. All through the five months I was married to him, Freddie,my ex husband doesn't do anything at all. Apart from carrying girls. “I want you to go inside that house, make their life a living hell.” The words brought out so much joy inside of me. I can't believe it is finally time for me to take my revenge on them. **** The next day, I stood in front of the mansion again, the same place I was thrown out like a trash, I'm about to return there as somebody. Someone powerful.