Mr. hunter, madam want a divorced again Mga Nobela at Kwento

"But it still hurts to hear." "I know," Hunter says. "And I'm sorry for that too." He turns to face me more fully, and I can see the tension in his shoulders, the way he's choosing his words carefully. "I need to ask you something," he says. "And I need you to really think about your answer." My stomach tightens with anxiety. "What?" Hunter takes a deep breath, his eyes locked on mine. "Are you going to divorce him?" The question hits me like a physical blow. I open my mouth to answer but no sound comes out. Divorce. The word feels too big, too final, too real.

Not even me. “I want a divorce.”

"Are you mad at me baby?" "Apparently so." "But you can be mad at me," she whined, moving closer to grab his chin, stroking it gently before he moved away. "You cannot expect me to be jealous when another woman is taking my position." Hunter grabbed her shoulders, staring into her eyes. "Do I look like I love that woman? I told you this was a contract marriage but you want to blow this out of proportion, I honestly cannot deal with this right now. I need to get my hands on that deal, and I'm willing to stake anything just to make it happen." He responded dryly.

“Ms. Harrington, can you describe the circumstances under which you left the Marwood residence six years ago?” My throat tightened, but I forced my voice steady. “I left because Alex had demanded a divorce, and I no longer felt safe there. My priority was protecting myself and my children.” “You mean your twins?” “Yes.” “Were they fathered by Alexander Marwood?” I glanced briefly at Clarke, who gave a small nod. “Yes.” “And did Mr. Marwood give you permission to leave?” My jaw clenched. “We were divorced. I didn’t need permission. I did what was necessary for my children.”

Nathaniel couldn’t believe what he was hearing. All of it felt like some kind of joke! He had thought this was just another stunt pulled by Elara. He had expected her to come to him crying and begging him to take her back. But this… this was completely unexpected. “What do you mean?” Nathaniel asked, his voice turning colder. “Are you sure?” On the other end, Rowan let out a small sigh. “Of course, Mr. Blackwood. Why would I say something like this without proper confirmation? Mrs. Blackwood has filed for divorce.”

Oh…he must have been spending time with that woman. Nice! It was nice. “You and Rowan are so lucky to have each other. You two inspire me—” Kira’s smile fell and it made me raise a brow in confusion. “What happened?” “—unlike those two, Mason and Lucia. Since that press conference, Mason’s family has been clamoring for divorce and it seems like he is about to listen to them. According to what Elena told me, they are going through a tumultuous phase” I didn't care.

Harry nodded in understanding as made a careless remark “He must have gotten a divorce when the lass was sentenced.” “What divorce?” Duke Rovner asked anxiously as he heard the remark even though Harry was speaking to Matthew. “Eh?” Harry looked stunned, like a cat caught with his head in the milk pot; he pursed his lips as he hesitated with a conflicted expression. “From one father to another…” Duke Rovner made a sincere plea before promising “I promise you to owe you this favor on my honor.” “No need to owe me…” Harry waved his hand in disinterest “I don’t know if the news is reliable…. We heard it in passing.”

She wanted him to be happy with the woman he loved and their future child. ‎Tamara wiped the tears running down her cheeks and courageously met Galvin's cold gaze. “Let's get a divorce, Galvino...” ‎Those words left Tamara's mouth—something she never even envisioned in her dreams that she would be the one to ask of her husband. ‎A look of intense shock registered on Galvin's face. Was he hearing this right? Tamara herself was asking for a divorce? ‎Galvin chuckled in disbelief. “Do you even hear what you're saying, Tamara?”

Darlene stared at the document for a while, then placed it on the table. "Mr. Landen, what about my sister's request?" she asked, following Landen's every move. "Would you mind seeing her for just a moment? This is... for the last time." Darlene squeezed her hand, she had high hopes for the man. But Landen laughed at her. "What do you think you're in for?" He stepped closer to Darlene. "Of course because your family got what they wanted." "It may not be worth it, but at least I still got something from your family," he said as he traced Darlene's body, taunting her. "Sign the divorce papers and stop being your family's paymaster."

Hunter was immediately silent on daddy's question and drank some water first as dad asked another question. "Aren't the properties you own not enough? Do you still think that you couldn't afford to give your child a comfortable life? I will double your assets, oh, I'll make it triple, just give us a grandchild. " "It's not like that dad." Hunter finally answered. "I just want to spend more time with my wife. You know, we didn't really know each other before marriage. So I want to know her more, and make more memories with her."