Novel & Cerita Mr. hunter, madam want a divorced again

Does this mean we’re not divorcing, after all? “Here, it says one million. There’s a missing zero—it should read ten million.” She says, reaching for the document and going through it “I’m sorry, ma’am. The document needs to be taken back for revision. The divorce agreement will be signed on another day. This is all my fault” Her words knock the breath out of me. Ten million? We really are divorcing, after all.

"Sophia, are you blind or illiterate? I said divorce. All you need to do is sign!" "What? Say that again?" I shouted, "I want a divorce!"

Damson’s face darkened, anger fl‍ashing in hi‍s eyes. Bella smirked,‍ tilting her head. “How much is that, anyway?” she said casually. “I’ll refund it.” Dam‍son smirked at her words. Maya felt a flicker of confusion,‍ but then she read wha‍t he typed f‍or her. Her chest tightened. If you don’t want to leave, then file for a divorce‍ and go. The money you paid will be returned to you.

My eyes widened in horror as I listened to Julian and his assistant's conversation. "I always want to be with you, Jullian; I don't like how we always have to be apart and pretend," Mr William said in an irritated voice. "You need to get rid of your wife as soon as possible. Divorce Delilah, and we can finally be together openly." I heard him say, and my heart broke even more. I choked on a sob as the tears fell even more, blurring my sight. Julian's response came between moans. "In time," he whispered. "I need to break the news to her gently."

A girl almost ten years younger than me. “What does he want?” Adrian asked. “What do you think he wants?” I frowned. He knew exactly what people like Old papa wanted — more money. Adrian made a disgusted face. “Creepy old men trying to barter daughters for business deals… classic.” I nodded. “Some men just have no shame.” Adrian chuckled, nodding his head in agreement. “Well, I should get going. I have to pick May tomorrow morning. You know… divorce stuff.” “I don't know,” I replied coldly. “I have never been divorced with a kid.”

the number rang for the first time but the person didn’t pick. “ pick up bitch”The hooded person muttered. He dialed the number again and the person picked almost immediately. “What took you so long to pick up bitch,” the person scolded. “don’t talk to me like that. I am far older than you. and I warned you not to call. only I do the calling, or do you want my family to find out” a feminine voice spoke. “Whatever, how did it go?”The hooded person asked. “ I couldn’t convince her not to proceed with the divorce, and there’s something you should know”the feminine voice said.

He was about to leave the room when Anna suddenly said, "There's something I want to talk to you about." "What?" Xander did not even turn back around. He assumed Anna was about to say something stupid again, and he was not about to waste his time on her since he had a lot of work to do. "I want a divorce, Xander." Xander turned back around and stared at her in disbelief. He could not help but think he had heard wrong. "Say that again." "I want a divorce…" Anna clenched her fists tightly as if it had taken her everything to say that little sentence out loud. She was still crying, but her throat and back were wound tightly like a spring.

Hunter said and Jenny looked at him shockingly. "Hunter, are you mad?" Jenny asked him angrily. Hunter avoided her and spoke up again," Your grandson can marry my daughter whenever you like. I have no problem" "Good," Mrs. Knight said and left the cabin. "What the hell have you done? That bitch can't marry the rich man. Only my daughter has the right" Jenny shouted at Hunter. "The marriage is not done yet. And if I didn't agree with her, then she would have sent us to jail" Hunter said.

Aleah cut him off, her voice firm but laced with unease. Hunter sighed deeply and stood, running his hand through his hair. “If I said I’d give you the divorce…what would you do?” His eyes never left hers, the vulnerability in his gaze piercing through her. “That’s your question?” Aleah asked, trying to read the emotions swirling in his expression. “Maybe,” he admitted with a faint, bittersweet smile. “I can’t stop thinking…maybe you forgot me because you wanted to. Maybe you wanted to escape me that badly.”

As far as Madeline knew, couples who got divorced once usually ended up in divorce again. If their first marriage didn't work out, how could they be happy in their second marriage? Therefore, if there was any misunderstanding or conflict between them, they might break up again. Madeline believed she could break them apart sooner or later and then steal Julien away from Sydney. For any man that Madeline laid her eyes on, she must have him. Madeline's heart pounded violently, and her breath went short as she thought of Julien's handsome face, his power, and his wealth. Ambition filled her eyes.