Novel & Cerita Mr. Hawthorne, Your Wife Wants A Divorce Again

“Then you should reach out to Halsey when you have the chance. She'll need someone to rely on now more than ever.” “I will.” Grandma Hartley let out a low groan in frustration. “I don't know what's wrong with my sons. First Victor married this one,” she said, pointing dismissively at Marianne. “Now George goes and humiliates the family's name by having an affair.” She turned to Marianne. “When you go see Halsey, tell her to keep her divorce private. The last thing I need is reporters snooping around our family's business for clout. Is that clear?”

To think she'd say that I wasn't behaving like a real man because of that pretentious, manipulative Maxwell… "Whitney, since you insist on taking his side, we might as well put an end to our marriage." Whitney frowned. Impatient and convinced I wasn't serious, she snapped, "Harvey, stop it. Do you think it's proper to bring up a divorce over a small issue like this? I know you're mad, so I'll overlook how you've made a fuss out of nothing today." I calmly returned her gaze. "I'm serious about this. I'll send you the divorce papers tomorrow. As for him…"

“I can’t take this anymore, Devan! I want a divorce!” The words shot out of Vania’s mouth the moment Devandra stepped into their apartment and placed his work folder on the table. He hadn’t even taken off his shoes when her voice struck like a bullet straight to his chest. Devandra frowned, staring at his wife in disbelief. “What did you just say?” “I said… let’s get a divorce. I’m done holding onto this marriage alone.” Silence. Only the ticking of the wall clock echoed between them, loud and haunting.

He said she was his wife and had no reason to wake up one day and decide to leave. He was a bit dull at work the following day. Pearl came in as usual for their regular ordeal. The sex wasn't as hot as it used to be but it was still sweet and left her wanting more. She lay close to him and asked what the matter was. "My wife wants a divorce." Pearl smiled in her heart. She would soon be his legal wife! "Is that why you are bothered?" "Yes, I can't divorce her." "But you don't love her." Jayden looked at her and said nothing.

I grabbed my box and shoved past him with defiance. “You dare not walk away from me,” Hayes threatened from behind me, his loud shout bringing me to a halt. This man still thinks he is speaking to the old Hannah. I laughed. Then slowly, like a Greek warrior standing before inferior soldiers, I faced him. My eyes, scorching red. “Dear husband,” I said, ignoring his former statement like I didn’t hear it. “I want a divorce.”

It seems Arianna doesn't know the whole story and she wasn't ready to talk about it now. Tyke placed a dramatic hand on his chest. “No, no, no. Wait. Hold on. You, you were married to Massimo freaking Hollingsworth? And you’ve been here, broke, hiding, drinking our expired soda like the rest of us? My chest! It’s cracking open.” “Were! Idiot.” Arianna snapped. Katherine groaned, dragging a hand down her face. “Kat… what happened between you two? Why’d you leave? Why the divorce?” Willow, who has been quiet asked.

Jotham opened his beautiful green eyes and then checked his wristwatch, "thank goodness you are awake, Julie. It's been three days since you've passed and I've not left your side since." "Who cares? Like you didn't cause all these? Where's that man you were punching blue-black? Where's my husband?" "Dr. T had promised to divorce you. You need to sign the divorce papers, Julie." "You must be insane. Why will I divorce my husband?" "Cause I'm the only man who can have you." "Where's is he? I need to see him." "Only after you have agreed to sign his divorce papers." "No. Why are you ruining my happy life, Jotham. Go for your 'Mirabel." Why are you this obsessed with me when you had me in the pa

"Get divorced, then be with Isaac. Is that really so hard? Or does that feel beneath you? Or are you planning to keep the title of Mrs. Grant while keeping Isaac on the side? That's not exactly respectable behavior." His words made my chest tighten, and my voice trembled despite myself. "Mr. Holmes, do you think I don't want a divorce? You haven't lived my life, so what right do you have to judge me? Timothy refuses to sign the papers. All I can do is wait another six months before filing again." I paused, my voice sinking. "And even if I do get divorced, nothing can happen between Mr. Shore and me. On New Year's Eve, his mother fell ill because of us. I know very well that he and I are impo

"I’m already hurting, Richard. I’ve been hurting for years, watching you from a distance, knowing that you didn’t see me the way I saw you. But at least now, I’ll be closer to you. Even if you don’t love me, I’ll be by your side. Call me crazy or whatever, I don’t care! I just don’t give a fuck about it!” I stared at her and I was utterly at a loss. How could she be so stubborn? So resigned to a fate that promised nothing but pain? I couldn’t let this happen. I couldn’t let her make this mistake, and I couldn’t let myself be dragged into a marriage that would destroy us both. "You don’t have to do this," I tried again. "You don’t have to settle for this. There’s still time to back out, to wa

He said with disappointment laced in his tone. "I am failing to understand that what has he probably seen in her that he decided to marry her? Ivy was far more better than her in every aspect. He should have married her." Mrs. Hutton said, matching her husband's tone. "Anyways, it is still not late. Ivy is still ready to marry him. The question is just that if he would agree to divorce that girl." Mrs. Hutton added. On hearing that, Mr. Hutton got an idea and an evil smirk made its way to his face. "Do not worry. He will definitely divorce her."