The Young General's Unwilling Divorce Novels & Stories

His face wore a mask of rage. Meanwhile, Juliette started to pack up her clothes to join her new finance in her new home. After Harvey's momentary shock, he walked over to his desk and saw the divorce papers, on It a clause was stated since they engaged via court marriage. Juliete would be taking half of his properties as alimony if he appends his own signature. He was befuddled! and regrets started to sip into him in haste. "Before I leave, write your signature and I urge you as well ask your sister, Anamika and your mum, why they set Diana to be fucked by a stranger seven years ago!" Juliete dropped the bombshell,

With that, Marie stormed off. Richard looked at Clark with a cold gaze. "I agree with your grandmother. Besides, Nyla plans to divorce you. Do you really want to spend your life with a woman who can't bear children?" They had been married for only three years, and Clark had already cheated. What would happen in the future? Unlike before, Clark was unusually stubborn this time as he said, "Grandpa, no matter what you say, I won't divorce her." "If you don't, I won't let you return to the Sumner Group!" Richard snapped.

“I thought you didn’t care about—” “I thought about it, and it’s better she doesn’t find out about this argument at all.” She gave me a tight smile that made my heart sink. “After all, you’re the perfect stepfather figure for her. I’m sure you don’t want to ruin your image by telling her about our bad times. Our marriage’s still okay, we’re just going through a phase.” “A phase?” “All married couples go through that.” “Diane!” “Don’t fucking yell at me.” She snapped. “Like I said, keep all details of the argument to yourself. I’ll be leaving early for work tomorrow, so we might not see until—”

Then he set the folder in front of me. "I should have brought this to you sooner," he said. "When this case started to go in another direction, I should have looked harder at what I was holding." "What is it?" I asked. "Your parents' original divorce agreement," he said. "It was filed seventeen years ago." I opened the folder. Most of it was the standard language you'd expect. Division of assets, custody arrangements, financial settlements. Pages and pages of the formal, cold document that was what a marriage looked like when it was being taken apart.

“If this process takes place publicly, we’ll have to be prepared for the social consequences.” I already knew what he meant. People would talk. They would question me. A noblewoman, still young and only in her late twenties. Ironically, she had failed at marriage. Oh, perhaps I’d even make history as the youngest noblewoman to ever get divorced in Valerion. At least in the past few decades. Not too bad, I suppose. “I can handle it.” Father, who had been busy all this time and merely listening, finally turned away from the window. “I know. But being able to handle it doesn’t mean you’re allowed to underestimate it.”

With that, Marie stormed off. Richard looked at Clark with a cold gaze. "I agree with your grandmother. Besides, Nyla plans to divorce you. Do you really want to spend your life with a woman who can't bear children?" They had been married for only three years, and Clark had already cheated. What would happen in the future? Unlike before, Clark was unusually stubborn this time as he said, "Grandpa, no matter what you say, I won't divorce her." "If you don't, I won't let you return to the Sumner Group!" Richard snapped.

I stood up and patted my slightly sore knees, saying, "I suggest that you keep a low profile, Ms. Clifford. The two of you should just get a room if you can't keep your hands off each other. Don't do inappropriate things in a public space." Elena flushed before the color drained from her face. "What the hell is wrong with you? Why are you trying to poke your nose into my business when I'm just working out? You should take a look at how much weight you've put on instead. How revolting." I nonchalantly spread my arms and said, "You don't have to feel repulsed by me if you just sign the divorce papers as soon as possible, Ms. Clifford. Also, you should comfort your little puppy. He looks terrif

She decided not to take the conversation further but to back away from it now, before it becomes a neighbourhood scandal. After this long discussion that existed between Vivian and her father, he decided this would probably be a good time to drop this entire conversation until he sees Charles face-to- face. He knew that discussing matters face-to-face were more than million letters, e-mails, telegrams and phone calls. Vivian and her mother left the piazza to the courtyard, though the admonishing words of her father over divorce discord had critically thrown her into a state of confusion. Her ideology to remarry was subdued by those strong warnings that her father rattled concerning the turn

After just two years of working, I saved up and bought my own apartment. "You, on the other hand, didn't seem to have achieved much despite having everything handed to you by your family. I think that shows I'm more capable than you." Right then, Clement snapped. He grabbed the divorce papers and hurled them at me. I stepped back quickly, and Vincent raised his arm to shield me. The papers fluttered to the floor after hitting his arm. I let out a small sigh. Great. Now I'd have to reprint them. Clement's face twisted with anger as he barked at Vincent, "What are you doing? Whose side are you on?"

he stayed quiet for a moment, and I thought about hanging up until he said the one thing that stopped my heart, “What if I don't want a divorce?” I had to pull the phone away from my ears to make sure I was talking to Jacob Milan because there was no way that he would say something like that, not after everything that happened in our dead marriage; no, he can't be right” Jacob, I don't know what you have been smoking lately, but I want a divorce, and that's finally “I told him before hanging up the phone. And Lucia walks in with a bottle of red wine and two glasses, grabbing it from her. I pour myself a healthy pour because I still can't believe he would say something like that. How dare he