Sign It Now, Ex-husband! Novels & Stories

“What exactly do you want sir?.......You wa⁠nt to know why I’m here huh? My husband, well soon‌ to‌ be ex fuc‌ked‍ my stepsist‍er in our damn b‍ed, gave m‌e‌ divorce papers. After‍ I gave him everything.‍ I held him up when he‍ had nothing, typed his p⁠lans⁠ till my fingers bled, paid all⁠ his bills. And my inheritance….billions of dollar‌s, Dad’s comp‌any, I signed it over because I loved him, I bu⁠ilt his‍ e‌mpire. And now he’s kicki⁠ng me⁠ out by the weekend, laug⁠hing with her, taking every penny from‌ m‌e.” My hands flew in fire. “I’m done. ….done being their fool. No more s⁠tupid⁠, naive Ela‌ra who thi‌nks l‌ove fixes everything.” I yelled again, “Pou⁠r me another whiskey now!” He shoo

His eyes skipped over the first letters and gloom washed over his face, he skipped through the papers as his eyes frantically studied the contents before shooting Gianna a look, “Wh…What is this?!!” She shrugged, “It’s exactly what you think it is.” “Come on Gianna- “It’s Miss Lawson.” “Fuck Miss Lawson, you’re my ex wife and I know you as Gianna so drop the bullshit formalities. I’m not signing this!” He yelled, finally letting go of the last reserve he had in him. “You will sign it Mr Santiago and you will sign it now!!” She fired back as she rose to her feet, “The last time I checked I was blindsided by our divorce, feels good to be at the other end doesn’t it??”

He is still my husband and this also means that he couldn't get married to another woman if I didn't sign it. The thought I had was great but Lucy wouldn't have any of it. "Let's stop wasting each other's time. Sign the papers and free my son from your evil clutches." I'll be damned to sign those papers. As long as it wasn't Scott presenting them to me, it was useless for her to try this method on me. I realize that nothing good comes for free and we must fight to get what we want. I was willing to do everything to stay right next to him again. We've both been wronged by fate and I do hope it wasn't too late to correct our mistakes and start a beautiful life together as a family.

She signed the documents almost immediately, then she looked back at me. “I am done.” I took the papers from her slowly. And for the first time in a long time, something about all of this felt real to me. Amelia folded her arms and raised her eyebrow at me. “So what happens now?” I looked down at the signed papers before smirking slightly. I reached for my car keys from the table. “We will give these papers to your ex-husband.” I said. Her eyes widened at me. “Are you fucking serious?” “I am very serious, my love. I want to see his face personally when he realizes you are finally leaving him and that so called excuse of a marriage.” I said, watching her smile at me.

Zachary said, narrowing his eyes at Hugh. “This is between me and her. It's none of your business,” Hugh snapped back. “And what are you to her, exactly?” Zachary shot back. Hugh: “Her husband.” Me: “Ex-husband.” We spoke simultaneously. “Hugh, you’re unbelievable! I’m not going anywhere with you. Let go of me!” I shook off his grip angrily. “I haven’t signed the divorce papers yet,” Hugh said through gritted teeth. “Call me shameless, curse me, or even hit me. But I’m not about to let you get drunk and leave with some guy.”

"Even if you give me a trillions dollars ,I would never sign those papers ,we have to be married for the next five years just as the both of us had agreed because the only thing that I could remember was us as coupes have a clash and so I moved out ,when am ready am going to move back into my husband house and then we are going to sit down and talk about what had happened and then we would act like none of this had ever happened and not even a word about this would be spoken about again " "Aidan didn't ask you to do this right because if he's the one ,then am so going to have his head " "You can stop ranting already dear husband because at this point none of this really matters all that matt

Casper took steps closer to me, caging me near the wall, “Let me remind you, you and I are legally married and you dare to keep a lover, if I were to take you to court you would be finished.” “Legally married?” With every strength in me, I pushed him away, “Take me to court? Let me remind you that your current wife tried to kill me, I was away for three years and my husband got married to his lover.” “That doesn’t prove anything,” Casper said, “Three years is a long time to move on from your dead partner especially one you don’t give a fuck about.” I scoffed, “When did you get so dull? Your child with your lover is the evidence of your illicit relationship, don’t go around spewing nonsense,

"You should know who your ex-husband is." "Ex... ex-husband?" He picks a brown envelope I hadn't noticed from the table and throws it at me. "I've signed my part. I'm not longer your husband, and neither am I Junior's father. It would be best if you changed his name from mine. He cannot be Liam Chadwick Junior when he's not even my son." "Baby, please don't do this ..." I hugged his leg even tighter but he kicked me away from him, staggering to his feet.

It isn’t a word I ever thought I would say again about myself. Our lips part, and we smile brightly at one another. We turn to the others, and Conall’s mom has tears streaming down her cheeks once again. They hug us, congratulating us before we all sign the papers, making our marriage official. “You are stuck with me now,” Conall chuckles as we leave the courthouse, hand in hand. “I wouldn’t want it any other way, husband,” I coo, kissing his cheek. He smiles proudly. “Husband, I love the sound of it.”

I throw the paper down at the coffee table in front of him before uttering determinately, “Sign them” He looked up at me then down at the papers for a few minutes, finding it hard to process what was just unfolding but I gave him as much time as he needed because at the end I know I am not leaving until we become officially divorced. “What?” He mumbled more to himself than to me after a long minutes of silence. He ran his hand through his hair, shaving his head as if to wake up from a dream before his eye landed on me. “Irene, why will you do that?” He asked in shock.