Mr. Hawthorne, Your Wife Wants A Divorce Again นิยาย & เรื่องราว

I squeezed my eyes tightly, trying as hard as I could not to recall what had happened before flicking them open I let out sniffled noises when he stared at me shocked, "I listened as my husband banged into another woman who wasn't me, as he fucked someone who wasn't me and I came back here, waiting for you, waiting to talk to you…" " I do not want a divorce," I shook my head, objecting to what he had said earlier " I don't, I do not want one, all I am asking is you by my side, and we can start afresh so please…don't do this to me…your company still needs me, please…"

“You’re the young lady that refused a settlement before, am I right?” I nod, “Yes, your honour.” “So, you got married again?” He probes, and we both nod in response. “And in Vegas. Drunken mistake again?” I shake my head while Cole rolls his eyes. “Right, let’s see here. Mrs Hoult, you want a divorce on the grounds of irreconcilable differences.” The judge states and Cole scoffs audibly, shaking his head. “Mr Hoult, may I ask why you are refusing to divorce your wife?”

“You claim she disgusts you, and yet you want her back, don’t you?” “I don’t want her back! I don’t want to have anything to do with her ever again!” Thayer blurted out before he even realized what he was saying, and a smile crept onto my face. He finally admitted, indirectly, that he had divorced his wife and didn’t even want her back.

I’ll be filing charges for identity fraud and misrepresentation. Tanya’s face turned ghostly white. Cary paused, then continued, ‘And one more thing—the most important thing tonight. Hyacinth Galloway is still my wife. That divorce agreement is null and void.’

Paxton completed reviewing the files. They were aware of Max's marriage from the beginning. Now his wife had returned, requesting a divorce without even contesting custody of their daughter or demanding any of his money or belongings. The Hawthorne family had given her presents before the wedding, and she was even prepared to return them. Furthermore, no one was initially aware of Mr. Hawthorne's marriage. There wouldn't be much of an impact even if they were divorced. To be honest, Mr. Hawthorne had nothing to lose by getting a divorce. However, it was rather obvious where he stood. He would not just accept it. He desired to retaliate against her case.

Could it be that she was frightened because she was almost kidnapped today? "Really? I can do whatever I want?" Sonnet raised her face from her palm and looked at him. Maxwell quickly hugged Sonnet. "Yes, honey. You can do whatever you want." "Then let's get a divorce. I want to pursue my ideal life." "Di-divorce?" Maxwell was shocked and quickly waved his hands. "No, we can't get a divorce. Didn't we say before that we would live happily together forever?" His heart ached. His wife actually wanted to divorce him!

The room grew still. Elias slowly nodded. "Margaret told me something similar." That got everyone's attention. The old man folded his hands. "Years ago." His voice sounded distant. "Before she died." A painful memory seemed to cross his face. "She said Nathaniel stopped being the man she married." Nobody interrupted. Because Elias looked like a man reopening old wounds. "She believed power changed him." A long pause followed. Then he added: "Or perhaps revealed who he always was." An hour later, they arrived at the bank.

" But I did not sign them. I don't intend to sign them. So we are still married, Mrs Malhotra. " " Why?? What is the problem?? " " No problem at all my dear, wife. " " You wanted the divorce, you got it. What do you want now?? " " Another chance... Please give me another chance. " I said looking into her eyes. " No way... " " Why?? " " Please stop irritating me. Bhai may come and punch you again. " " Awww ... Worried about me?" " You?? No... I am worried about our families, the friendship between our fathers and brothers... Why all this drama now?? "

Growing some sympathy for him, I wearily took the seat while deliberately avoiding Adrian's gaze. A brief, uncomfortable silence passed leaving only the sound of my angry huffs and Mr Hawthorne continuously clearing his throat. “Elena, I have learnt you wish to get a divorce”, he said, staring at me for an affirmation. The hurt seemed to resurface as I turned to glare at Adrian who suprisingly wore a remorseful expression but none of that crap could work on me or bring back my mother. “And put your son in jail as well”, I added, my breaths becoming more erratic.

Her hand stiffly leafed through the pages. “Where do I start? You know before the feds take you in, you’ll lose your husband first. What would your husband think, marrying him for his money and his wealth. You dressed up like an old woman. Does he know that you are this young? And that wasn’t the fucking end of it, Mrs. Hawthorn. You are so greedy that fucking him alone wasn’t enough. You had to have it out with his first son as well?” She practically paled, her face bereft of colour, mouth up in stark surprise.