Ill Divorce My Tyrant Husband Novels & Stories

He began, clearing his throat. I shook my head. "It's fine; shall we begin?" "You didn't come with a lawyer." I knew what having a lawyer here meant: "I don't need one." I answered. Tyler Hart asked if I had gone through the divorce papers I received, and I told him I had. Infidelity was the reason stated in the divorce papers. Though it was wrong, Oliver wouldn't believe me, so what was the point? Then he asked if there was anything I wanted from Oliver before I granted him the divorce. He would pay me whatever I wanted as long as I signed the papers.

“I can fix some lawyers for that. Your reason is enough ground for divorce, Lila.” I bit my lip and shook my head. I know he can help and I’m right he wants to. But what if Taylor came after Kyler because of his interference? I don’t know what my husband might do to him, given that his mental state is not normal as I see it. “You don’t want him and yet you won’t divorce him? Are you trying to play fire, Lila? Am I one of your fucking pawns?” My eyes widened from what he said! His voice is calm, almost weak, but his words touched his tongue with excruciating pain.

I was blind when I signed the divorce papers, so can we just pretend it doesn't count? Tears, mixed with her smeared makeup, streaked her face. Her voice was thick with sobs and pleas. "I shouldn't have gotten involved with Tory, withheld your pay, or forced you to do all those things… I swear I'll change all my previous behavior. "Just don't send me to court or make me go bankrupt, alright? We're still married. You're my husband, and I'm your wife, so how could you be so cruel to me?" She shook my arm as if trying to shake me back into the obedient Reuben who had once obeyed her every single word.

I free myself from his grasp as I continued with what I was doing. When I was all packed up, I angrily threw the divorce paper that had been in my hands all evening on the reading table and scribbled my signature across it. “Aren’t you being too absurd?” Anne questioned with irritation all over her face. It took every bit of self control in my body for me not to hit her. She’s the one who had ruined our one year of marriage, what seemed to be the perfect marriage I could ever imagine. What right did she have to be irritated?!.

I refuse to let my child bear the stigma of being called an illegitimate child as soon as they're born. I didn't answer him. Instead, I picked up my suitcase and walked straight to the door. "I don't have anything to say to you. It's my pleasure to be divorced from you. If you still want to show that you care, then kindly send me the alimony as soon as possible." The winter wind was cold against my face, chilling me to the bone, but it still wasn't enough to put out the blazing fire in my chest. … Justin was as efficient as ever. When I woke up the next morning, I realized that a sum of three billion dollars had been transferred into my account.

“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!”

Not even Dorothy knew she was equally married, but for her, it was advantageous since she was marrying into the royal family—at least that was every woman's dream. I was able to convince her to divorce when I caught her cheating. We agreed to sweep it under the rug if only she would sign the divorce papers and admit we weren't a match. Well, it's been four good years, and I didn’t bother to take back the family black card from her. But it seems she has just crossed a boundary by trying to bully Ivy. I would sit tight if it were me, but I would kill anyone who even tries to make Ivy uncomfortable. “Extorting?” she let out a small laugh. “What do you mean by extorting, Casper? Don’t tell me yo

Aunt Lilly walked to where Oliver was standing and embraced him. I folded my arms across my chest and heaved a sigh. I could only hope that this turned out well. "I want a divorce, I'll pay you all the money you paid for my hand in marriage," I spoke bringing an end to the silence in the car as Tyrell was driving us back to the mansion. Tyrell cast me a quick glance before shifting his eyes back to the road. "That's not going to happen. We are not going to get divorced also I didn't pay Avery that money, my grandfather did."

“I knew you’d understand.” I wanted to vomit. I wanted to cry. I wanted to vanish into the marble floor beneath me. My own husband, the man I had trusted with my heart, had chosen to believe the manipulations of the woman he once called the one who got away. And me? I was nothing but an obstacle in their story.

Her voice sounded rough, as if she was threatening. "Yeah about the marriage…I think we should get a divorce now." Tyler said, he opened a wardrobe and brought out documents, he stretched out his arm to give her the documents. Valerie shook her head in denial. She made contact with the documents and they started burning. "Never…. Never, we're never going to get a divorce…I think I own you. I always felt like you were mine…that's why I snapped at you and slapped you everytime you got too friendly with a chick ." Valerie whispered, wrapping her hands on his neck.