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When the elevator door closed, Patric spoke loudly as there was no one there to listen to them. "Adrian Miller, what's wrong with you? She is the woman you are madly in love with. You were the one who chased her after so many years of divorce. You regretted it and wished to marry her again. When you remarried her, you wanted to live a peaceful life with her and your twins." Astonishment engulfed Adrian. Whatever Patric had just told him, he could not believe. "Beta Patric, are you cooking up stories?" Patric took a step back. He could not believe Adrian had completely forgotten everything.

And just when she was about to escort me out of the door, I spoke again. “Dr. Miller, I know you’re well acquainted with my husband and his family,” I began, “however, if you could, I’d like to keep between us the fact that I’m having twins—” I smiled, and she didn’t seem to mind it, “—at least for now.” Dr. Miller looked at the part confused, but she still agreed with my request. “Of course, Mrs. Reinhardt. Patient confidentiality is part of our oath.” With that said, I felt even more determined to stay away from my husband’s family. All the things I had been through with them were making my pregnancy even harder, which made me all the more certain that I needed to get a divorce right now u

I rested a hand on my now flat stomach and whispered, "I'm sorry, baby." A bitter smile tugged at my lips as tears streamed down, burning and relentless. There had once been a life inside me. … My husband, Rowan Caldwell, had abandoned me for Veronica Whitmore. He had left me alone on the highway in the pouring rain, heedless of my safety or that of our unborn child. So, I unlocked my phone and sent Rowan a message. I wanted a divorce.

Agent R added. "That wretched woman… the twins cried because they thought their Daddy had someone else. They even wanted to leave the country so I wouldn’t get hurt," I said bitterly. "Aish! Just grant your children’s wish. It might actually be good for you too—not to be too stressed by everything that’s happening," he said to me. "You’re right. We’ll leave, so I can reflect on what’s right or wrong," I replied. "But I need to do something before I go later. Take care of him," I said as I walked out of the abandoned building.

"Don't take it personally. Victor's just emotional today, so he's acting out a little. Give me some time to calm him down. Once he's stable, we'll get married again. This time, we won't divorce anymore." I didn't answer. At Victor's urging, Charlotte drove away. I had believed that same promise seven times already. Every time, I believed her. Every time, I was fooled. The first divorce happened because Charlotte forgot Victor's birthday. The second happened because Victor lost his beloved cat. The third happened because Victor had a nightmare and said he dreamed Charlotte didn't want him anymore after she got married. And this time, it was because Charlotte had prepared a gift for me and not

She would secretly flip through a few more pages and read the last page if she felt tired, but once the man found out, he couldn't help but tickle her. He asked her, "Why did you read the last page directly?" She thought for a moment and said, "Because your name is on the last page, your name sounds nice and the handwriting is beautiful. I really like it." Royce laughed and said, "When we receive our marriage certificate, the printed names will be hand-drawn by us." Mya was shocked, "Could this really work?" "Of course it is possible. Once you have obtained this marriage certificate, you cannot apply for a divorce certificate. Otherwise, the staff will say, 'Why don't you first apply for a m

“But I was miserable. Now I have everything I ever wanted.” “What do you mean?” I asked, my heart sinking. “You live here? You own this car?” He nodded slowly. “But how?” I cried. “We made plans for this life. I believed we’d get here together eventually.” “Anna,” he said coldly, “just take it as me setting you free. Sign the divorce papers. I’ve found someone else. Please go and forget about me.” It felt like my heart was being ripped apart. Silent tears streamed down my face.

As though Vivian Cross had been patiently waiting while I'd been busy constructing alternative explanations for a photograph taken outside the Meridian Hotel. I deleted the message. Put the phone down. Opened the bottom drawer of my dressing table and took out the folder. Account paperwork. Passport. Elena's number. The divorce agreement, drafted clean, is waiting. I sat on the edge of the bed with it open in my lap and looked at my signature line, blank, at the bottom of the page. He'll always come back home.

“Our bond goes beyond the physical. I would have felt if it had been severed.” “Which only means there is no such thing.” James sneered. “Just because it never happened to you, it doesn’t mean it’s not true. Do you want to remain obstinate by keeping the twins?” Victor inquired. “Leave one of them to show good faith.” “No! The twins are better off together.” Victor replied. “What are you talking about? Never in wolf history did anyone have twins because they often eliminate each other in the womb. So these two will eventually kill each other, whether you like it or not. Why not separate them now so we can both have a piece?”

“ ''Have you forgotten that I swore to do nothing with you three years ago? Do you think you can deceive me?'' He scoffed and hurriedly walked to a drawer and took out a document from it. ''Do you think you can sleep with another man and put the pregnancy on me by saying that I was drunk? How stupid do you think I am?'' ''Believe me Damon, I will never cheat on you, please, I swear. The twins are yours.'' I pleaded with a teary face, but unfortunately, they all went on deaf ears. Damon threw the brown envelope on the ground before my feet and removed his car keys from his trousers. ''Sign the divorce papers or abort those bastard. You better make a decision before I get back. Or else, I will