The Perfect Divorce Spoilers นิยาย & เรื่องราว

"Ms. Reeves, sources close to the family say Mr. Hargrove was sleeping in a separate room during your postpartum recovery. Does that mean the marriage was already falling apart? And the fact that you chose the baby's one-month celebration to file for divorce, was this planned from the start?" That was when it clicked. Everything I'd done the day before had been recorded and posted online. It had blown up overnight. In the span of a single evening, the entire internet had decided I was the villain. I didn't even have to guess who was behind it. It could only have been Claire. I looked at the wall of cameras pointed at my face and spoke calmly. "I have nothing to explain." That set them off in

Zachary instinctively stepped forward, but Sarah raised a hand to stop him. Charlotte’s gaze darted between them, her voice bitter and vicious. “You disgust me. You chase Zachary around, cling to him, and you still won’t let go of my husband? Aren’t you tired? I’m exhausted just watching you. But you don’t have to pretend anymore. I’m divorced. You won.” Sarah shot her a chilly look, as if observing someone ranting on the street. “I have no idea what you’re talking about.” Charlotte laughed hysterically. “No idea? Don’t act innocent! You must be thrilled. Finally, what happened to you back then is happening to me now.”

I can’t believe we share blood," her father said coldly as he walked past her while she knelt, watching the ambulance go. She rose slowly to her feet and looked around the room. People had begun to leave one by one, but Alfred still stood, staring at her as if in shock over everything that had just happened. His eyes were like blazing fire, yet ice cold at the same time. There was a darkness in his gaze that frightened her to her core. He walked toward her deliberately, never taking his eyes off her for a second. In his hand, he held a folder and a pen. "I thought I would never have to use this, that things would never get to this point. But now I see… I’m making the right choice. Sign this,

He kissed her forehead. "You'll never have to find out." They spent the rest of the morning making plans. They would go to a charity gala next week. Together and in public. They would let the photographers take their pictures, then they would let the tabloids speculate. And then, once the story had built up enough momentum, Kier would confirm that he and Celestine were divorcing and that he and Sable were expecting a child. It was perfect and a clean plan.

It was Lydia who kept telling him the divorce agreement was just Vera sulking, an empty threat, so out of habit he'd never taken it seriously. But his Vera had been hurting for a long, long time? "All right, stop thinking about all that. Look what I've got." Lydia's voice pulled him back. Smiling, she drew a stamped document from her bag and pushed it toward him. A divorce decree. Theo's pupils shrank. He snatched it up and flipped it open. His name, Vera's name, the court's embossed seal, the judge's signature. Nothing missing. "You—" "When did you—"

Atticus affirmed, “I’m here because I need your help with something.” “How can I assist you, Mr. Atticus? If I can, I’ll give it my all.” He looked as if he were grappling with his thoughts, trying to find the right words. Then he said two words that shocked me. “Divorce!” I was stunned for a good while. “Mr. Atticus, are you joking? I’m afraid I can’t help you with this. It’s not easy to dissolve one marriage. I can’t involve myself in just anything. Besides, you’re well aware of how your sister-in-law feels about me. I...”

I picked it up. Max shook his head negatively, a weird look on his face. “Talk to me man,” I said taking a gulp from my glass. “Sophia wants a divorce.” I choked. “What!” He took a long gulp from his glass looking like a man who just lost everything. Probably did. I can’t believe this. I have always thought that their marriage was perfect.

E L L E I nodded, "That's part of my divorce story that the media never knew about. They were fine with just hearing one side of the story, you know? I lost a pregnancy while trying to save my marriage, and I fell into depression for a year after the divorce. That was hands down the worst moments of my life. And it was difficult because I was alone. The only person who knew about it were my parents. And I didn't talk to anyone else." "You didn't deserve any of that. I couldn't imagine how anybody could treat you like that. You're perfect. Anyone should be lucky to have you. Not the other way around. Any man who doesn't see how perfect you are is a fool. If he couldn't handle you, then he sho

“At least we let you have your dream wedding first.” She lifts her champagne glass and clinks it against Jophiel’s. “Congratulations,” she adds mockingly. “You got one perfect day with the love of your life.” My chest feels like it is collapsing. Then Soren reaches forward suddenly and shoves a folder against my chest. “Sign,” she says. The impact jolts me back a step. “Divorce papers,” she continues casually. “And the prenup you signed earlier makes things very convenient.” My fingers tremble as I open the envelope.

She then said passionately in front of the camera, "I really love my husband. No one in the world would love him more than me." The disdainful look she just had whilst scolding me had disappeared. Rick played along and sighed. "I think they're not here to talk about their divorce. They look like they're here for a honeymoon." I only felt disgusted. I furrowed my brows and pulled my arm out from Shannon's embrace.