Novel & Cerita I Refuse To Divorce Novel

If anything had truly happened, the mark would not be so careless, so distant. I knew that. But it did not matter anymore. Nothing he said could change what was coming. “After the divorce tomorrow,” I said, “I want to resign.” The room fell silent. He did not respond immediately. When he finally spoke, his voice was quieter. He asked if I was certain. I nodded. He questioned me. My plans. My decision. My reasoning. I answered simply. I was tired. I wanted to leave. He refused. He said I was not someone who gave up easily. He said I owed an explanation. He said his grandfather would never agree.

My head runs wild, and it never gets the chance to be peaceful for a second. With a heavy heart, I start searching for a divorce lawyer. Repeating the process of going through a divorce again is just too much. But if this is a chance at freedom again, I'll bravely face it even if it breaks me. Marius begins to bring me bouquets of flowers always with a note attached since I continue to refuse talking. I haven’t read a single one coz I fear it’s going to be a goodbye or an admission that he no longer loves me and that he’s already in love with Mei Zhou.

“You think you can parade this—this ridiculous excuse for a relationship in front of me and expect me to accept it? You’ve underestimated me, Kieran.” I took a step closer, my gaze never wavering. “I want a divorce,” I said firmly, my tone leaving no room for argument. “I will not share my husband. I will not share my dignity. And I refuse to stay in a marriage where I am so blatantly disrespected.” Gasps echoed around the room, and I felt the weight of the maids’ admiration and sorrow. But none of that mattered. What mattered was reclaiming my self-respect.

He slides it across the table toward me. “Riley,” he says softly, and that alone makes my chest tighten, “what do you say to this?” I look at the folder. I do not need to open it to know what it is. “I refuse,” I say immediately. “I will not divorce Ethan under thirty days. I will not do that.” Cane furrows his brows, then lets out a short laugh. “Even after all Ethan has done to you,” he says, “you still want to be married to that bastard?”

I kind of figured out that he was probably saying all these things because he wants to get a divorce, and saying lots of horrible things to me might just trigger me into accepting the idea of a divorce, but that is not going to work because the both of us are never going to get divorced. "I'm going to walk away from here and pretend like today never happened because I know that right now you’re not in your right frame of mind. The only thing that’s driving you right now is the hustle for a divorce between the both of us, which is never going to happen, so to save you the stress, I would advise you not to stress about the divorce because we are never divorcing, Liam.” He was obviously not exp

"We've been married for three years, and you still don't know I don't like chicken soup or shrimp. I prefer fish soup and lean meat. "Lily, we're just not right for each other." I spilled everything in one breath, and Lily seemed to sense I had decided. She clasped my hand, her eyes full of desperation. "Are you still mad? Mad that I bought John a house? I can buy you a better house, okay? Whatever you want, as long as you don't divorce me." I shook her hand off with disdain. "Didn't you say you married me because I was like a lapdog who listened to you, that you were always prepared for a divorce? Those weren't your words?"

“You don’t have to worry about your infertile daughter-in-law, Mrs. Rika. You can simply ask your precious son, Devandra, to divorce his wife.” Lyra leaned back on the sofa, crossing her legs with a wide smile. “I’m only here to help, Van. Being a widow isn't easy. You can stay as Devandra’s wife—if you’re willing to share him with me.” “I don’t want a life like that,” Vania said sharply. “Rather than stay married to a man who doesn’t love me, I’d rather be a divorcee and fight for my own happiness.” Mrs. Rika slammed the teacup the maid had just served onto the table. “You’re just a barren woman who can’t bear children! Why be selfish and ask for a divorce from Devandra? You should be grate

I stood firm, meeting her gaze with a look that shows I had no interest in her little drama. “Soon, real soon. Killian will throw you out of his home like the trash you are, you watch and see,” if there's anything evident in her tone, it was confidence, she was so sure. I laughed, much to her surprise, she stared at me, rattled. I could see her gaze follow my every movement. “Well, I guess I can't be bothered, since he's the one refusing to divorce me,” that was all it took to chew her out.

Yeah, I was foolish enough that I couldn't even take care of myself. That's why I lost our child and my husband. Now, it seemed there was nothing left for me to lose. My lips parted, and the words finally came out. "Ryland, let's get divorced." His hand paused for a moment. Still, he didn't look at me. "Why are you bringing that up? Aren’t we already divorced? If you're in a hurry to remarry, we can move the date up a few days," he spoke quickly. Whenever he'd talked about things like this in the past, he'd always been calm and completely certain of himself.

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.”