Mr. hunter, madam want a divorced again Novels & Stories

The reporters turn their cameras and microphones back to me for confirmation, and I offer a confident nod. “Now that we’ve rested our case, the next step is to completely set Mrs. Hazel Whitlock free.” I gaze at one of the cameras fiercely. “Mr. Carter Whitlock, I know you’re watching this. Hire your best divorce lawyer, because we’re not going to lose. Not to you, not to anyone.”

"What? Can't remember? Need me to help jog your memory?" I grit my teeth. "Mr. Blackwood, we are getting divorced. This isn't that kind of marriage anymore."

I ask dumbstruck. "I knew this day was going to come, I prayed that it wouldn't but.." he paused shaking his head before walking out. I sigh and I think of packing my clothes or leaving them. I didn't come here with them anyway. Hunter enters. "Here sigh it" he says as he places the divorce papers on the table. "First before I can sign anything, I want you to know what I've decided to take according to the contract " "Yes, I planned on giving you my two houses in Manhattan and a million dollars "

“How much do you want? How much should I give you just to back out of this marriage thing?” “You can’t afford it, sir,” she declared and I was too stunned to speak at her stubbornness.

I shot back. “Then why are you here? Do you even know how expensive this apartment is? If you keep insisting that you are no longer married to my son, why did you suddenly contact him again after running around with different men? Why did you ask for his help?” Jane fired back. I blinked several times, uneasy about the direction this confrontation was taking, or whatever reason she truly had for being here. You divorced Adrian, so shouldn’t that have been the end of whatever existed between you two? You have your own family, don’t you? You’ve always had one, so why do you keep running back to mine?!” Jane demanded angrily, her heated breath brushing against my face.

Mr. Sadler’s Fangirl: No way! I strongly disagree! Ivanka is just a divorced woman. Why does Mr. Sadler want to be with a woman like that? Only a more outstanding lady is good enough for Mr. Sadler! Mr. Sadler, don’t marry her! Sob! Sob! Sob!

“Greatly said, Mr. Harrington. Without a doubt, I am sure the people watching this interview now will believe that you really love Matriarch Alessandra and that you will do everything for her. You will surely make her happy. However, Mr. Harrington, I just received another question from our audience to ask you. Can I go ahead?” “Please go ahead, ma’am,” Tyler said. At this point, the journalist brought out her tablet and began to scroll on it. Just as she did this, Tyler sat more upright and cleared his throat. “Mr. Harrington, a viewer named Mark wanted to know what really happened that made you divorce Matriarch Alessandra in the first place, only to want her back?”

"Madam, do you happen to know what… uh, what lies ahead of us, two, in the future? Like, are we… Are we going to be together and happily married?" "What the hell, Hunters? Shut the f*ck up! Can we just get our money? We really need to leave now." Syd belted and surely looked so annoyed right at this moment. "What? Don't you want to know?" I retorted, and she groaned. "No!" Hmm, I bet not. Then Max handed her the document she needed to read and sign and the bundle of money while the woman giggled as she listened to our feud.

Immediately Frank left, he looked at his mother and Nana who sat beside Zayn. “Mom who told you they’ve been found?” He asks for Maria to sigh. “It’s not necessary, I just want to make sure my grandkids are fine.” She said for Harden to rub his face then looked at Gwen. “ leave,” he said for Gwen to frown. “ har… “I said get out, I don’t want my wife to wake up and see another woman here. She’s already through enough.” Harden said for Maria to smirk. “Then I will leave too because as I am concerned, you are in your divorce process not married.” She said for Harden to sigh.

I yelled as angry tears left my eyes. Nate bowed his head momentarily as he walked away from me. “This news must never leave this room. Hate me all you want but what is done is done and I can never grant you divorce. You will no longer be allowed access to the penthouse, it has been sold. Your things will be brought to you tomorrow. We are husband and wife, Vivian, till death do us fucking part.” he said and left the room closing the door behind him while I slipped down to my knees and wept till I passed out.