Please Marry Me With Divorce In Mind Novels & Stories

When the bride and groom walked out from backstage, the last of my illusions shattered. Timothy Zuckerman and my wife, Wendy, stepped out arm in arm, looking deeply in love. The tenderness on her face turned my hands into fists. Through the roar of applause, her eyes met mine. She instinctively tightened her grip on Timothy, who was startled by her reaction. I strode forward and landed a hard punch across his face before turning back to her. "Hey, Wendy. Marrying into the wealthiest family in the country wasn't enough for you that you had to play house with someone else, huh?"

But for her, everything had changed. Her hand rested loosely on her lap, her fingers barely moving. She was not thinking about where she was going. Her mind kept going back to the same moment again and again. Ryan standing in the penthouse. His voice is calm. Too calm. Saying words that ended her marriage like it meant nothing. “I want a divorce.” Even now, it still feels unreal. Like something she had heard in a dream that turned into a nightmare. She pressed her forehead lightly against the window as the taxi moved through traffic. The glass was cold. It helped a little. But not enough to quiet her thoughts.

It felt as if thunder had exploded inside her, causing her heart to stop for a few seconds when she heard the attorney’s words. “You are divorcing me?” Mery asked, her face turning red. She did not expect that Marwan would divorce her. “Yes,” Marwan replied briefly. “Are you sure?” Mery smiled mockingly at him. The man was already paralyzed and sickly—would he not regret divorcing her? “If I were not sure, Mr. Andi would not be here, and the divorce would not be processed,” Marwan replied. “Look at your condition. You are paralyzed and ill. Are you sure you want to divorce me?” Mery laughed at him.

“It’s necessary to think carefully before getting married. What if you treat me badly after we get married? What if I want to divorce you in the future?” Hearing this, the young man immediately tried to placate her, “How is it possible that I’ll treat you badly? I’ll be good to you forever. Today is our big day. Don’t talk about divorce. Look. The people here all came to get a marriage license. There’s no one coming here to get divorced.” After he finished his words, the two of them looked in the direction of the service window for divorce procedures at the same time, and their eyes happened to meet Estelle’s.

' Riley facepalmed herself, She was exhausted. Sighing to her herself "Mindy you shouldn't have asked for the money, Our marriage is just for a show you know that, right? We will get divorced as soon as that stupid ass will leave me alone, furthermore, I have thought it through, I will give you compensation for everything." "But Riley." "Promise me. You won't do anything like this again." "Okay. I promise." Riley sighed, "So then let's talk about our divorce terms, You can just mention how much amount of money you would like to have for compensation?"

Roland stares at me like he’s trying to read between every word. “And?” he presses. “And,” I say quietly, “it’s making me reconsider everything.” He leans back now, folding his arms. “Explain.” I hold his gaze. “I’m having a double mind about the divorce.” Silence falls between us. Roland doesn’t blink. “I’m thinking…” I continue slowly, choosing each word with care, “what if I leave her in the marriage?” His face hardens slightly. “And?” he asks. I take a breath. “And marry Isabella as a second wife.”

marrying you is one of my mistakes. "I can't believe I just married today and I'm already thinking about our divorce." She added. "Me too." I said.

I swayed my head. "Dude, within every disadvantage lies and advantage." Akin said. "And within every shitty marriage lies a divorce." I grinned and they guffawed. "But can't you not divorce her and still have Star as your side chic or something?" Mefisto suggested. "No, I don't want that shortie in my life." I said. "What if I fall for her? God forbid that! Even if I do, I'll come back to my senses and divorce her." I said.

"Make it quick." "I'll give your mother the divorce. I won't make a public spectacle out of her mental state. We'll keep it a family matter. You don't need to marry Bryce. However, you will need to marry. Without a marriage you can't inherit. I've generously decided to allow you to maintain your inheritance. Instead of marrying Bryce, once the divorce is final, you'll marry me."

"Make it quick." "I'll give your mother the divorce. I won't make a public spectacle out of her mental state. We'll keep it a family matter. You don't need to marry Bryce. However, you will need to marry. Without a marriage you can't inherit. I've generously decided to allow you to maintain your inheritance. Instead of marrying Bryce, once the divorce is final, you'll marry me."