Ill Divorce My Tyrant Husband Novels & Stories

I don't want to waste your time by beating around the bush, so I'll just go straight to the point. This is a divorce paper and I'd like for you to sign it without any drama." 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.

“Apologize? Arthur, I’m not the one who walked away from the marriage. I’m not the one who left. You were the one who filed for a divorce, I didn’t want to. I have every right to tell my side of the story.” Arthur’s jaw tightens while he forces a scoff. “Your side of the story? You and I both know the real reason we divorced, Millicent. If you don’t make this right, I will. I’ll tell the world what really happened between us, and I will not take anything down, anyone who tries to defend you will be sued, I don’t care if its half the world because I will win and will become a very wealthy man, then I will sue you for slander, libel and defamation against me and my wife.” Millicent’s eyes flic

Tyler smirked proudly as the words left his mouth. “So, fuck off from my mansion and go away with your stench!” He snapped. Lillian giggled at his words, but I was rather heartbroken. “How could I throw away my marriage of two years?” I shook my head in pity. Just then the door creaked open and my mother-in-law and sister-in-law walked in. My eyes twitched as I thought I had finally found hope. They wouldn’t agree to the divorce me no matter what after I had been a diligent daughter-in-law of the family.

"Come on, the courthouse is still on lunch break, so they haven't opened yet. We can grab your documents from home and call Harold to meet us for the divorce." I snapped out of my daze, shaking off her hand. "No, I'm not divorcing Harold based on your one-sided story." Bethany looked stunned, clearly not expecting my refusal. "Jessica! I'm doing this for your own good!" Her voice rose sharply. "Harold's cheating! He doesn't love you anymore! Why are you hanging on so desperately?" Bethany's face twisted with anger. I had never seen her like this before. She didn't even look like herself anymore.

As if I should smile and show up to dine with her family, like nothing had happened. The truth was painfully clear. My feelings had never been part of the equation. From the other end of the call, I heard Tyler's voice. The dinner was starting. I clenched the phone in my hand, suddenly too tired to argue anymore. "Sylvie," I said quietly. "I don't want to be your husband anymore. Find a time to finalize the divorce, so I can make room for him."

Ivy yelled in the face. "You're such a fool and here you're acting smart with me, insecure bastard!" She insulted, staring dead into his eyes. "I'm done with this stupid marriage, I've had enough of it. Tarquin, I want a divorce."

CHAPTER ONE After Divorce, Ex Husband Fell In Love With Me It was her grandfather's funeral and the world couldn't be more weighing down on her.She felt she had lost all hope to live.When she was just a little girl and her parents passed away leaving her behind, her grandfather had took her in and treated her like she was his immediate daughter. She loved him so much.It has being three month since he passed away, and her heart had been shredded to several pieces since then. She doesn't care about anything anymore just like she had lost the hope to live. Her grandfather who initiated everything was gone now, what was left?She sniffed in bitterly as she concluded with herself to serve Lucas a

Tyler leaned back on his elbows and gave me that look he always did when he thought I was being dramatic. "Are you serious right now?" "Yes, I’m serious," I snapped. "It’s been forever." He let out a breath. "Reaper … she’s telling her husband she wants a divorce. You think that’s a two-minute conversation?" I clenched my jaw. "The guy loves her," Tyler went on. "Or at least thinks he does. He’s not just going to smile and say 'sure, no problem.' Of course it’s going to be hard." "Fuck this," I cursed under my breath and started pacing again.

And finally, I got to the main road. Then everything started sinking in all over again—Lexa's arrival, Dylan bringing her to my home, the kissing in my presence even though I was the wife, just everything. And when I thought of leaving, he didn't hesitate to give me a divorce—he never wanted me. All these years I was busy loving him, but he was only disgusted by me. The time he was a bit soft with me, it was all pretense till his mistress returned and he couldn't pretend any more.

" 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.