The Young General's Unwilling Divorce Novels & Stories

My heart aches, how I want to pull her into my embrace and make her feel better. “I do not want a divorce, your majesty,” Cahir announces. “But I want a divorce” she finally speaks up, “I no longer want to be married to you” “You can not make that decision on you own, cadet” “You are here, we can make it together” “I do not want to” “And on what basis are you refusing?” Her voice is a little over the top, “who gave you the right to think you can mess with me general? I want a divorce and I am going to get it”

“Yeah, that’s why General Manager Raul says he’ll get you to divorce your husband within three months.” I blinked. Excuse me? I stared at her, stunned. Was this guy delusional? “I’m just saying,” Aizha continued, “he’s a bit too aggressive. You’ve got a husband and a kid. A divorce won’t be easy. And besides, if your husband finds out, things might get ugly.” I calmly took a sip of my coffee, letting her words roll off me like water on a duck’s back.

" I lifted my head and stared at her, searching her face for even the smallest hint of guilt. All I found there was absolute certainty, like this was perfectly reasonable. In her mind, this was who I was. "Since you detest me so, General Johnson, why don't we just divorce today so that you're free to have Physician Armstrong move in with his head held high?" I asked. "You even want to divorce me?" A flicker of anger and humiliation flashed in Evanna's eyes as she stalked toward me. "Benedict, the Campbell family is gone. All the Campbell soldiers died in battle with your father. I'm all you have left now.

I could not begin to imagine what unspeakable acts he intended to do once he obtained that riding crop. Fear and alarm soon overwhelmed all other considerations. Thus, during the family’s breakfast, I begged Alfred to grant me a divorce with tears streaming down my face. “General Pendleton, I wish to dissolve my marriage with Zachary. We are ill-suited as husband and wife. I beg you to permit it!”

The day I found out I was pregnant, my husband, Julian Calloway, told me he had been reborn and wanted a divorce. “Three months from now, I’ll go bankrupt. You’ll work yourself to death helping me pay off my debts, and you’ll die young. “This time, I absolutely refuse to drag you down with me. Take this $9,000,000. We’ll get divorced—” Before he could finish, I picked up the pen and signed. “Fine. Just transfer the money to my account.” That evening, while I was gathering my things from the living room, I overheard Julian’s secretary, Naomi Foster, speaking smugly through his phone. “I can’t believe she’s actually that stupid. How did she ever get into Harvard? “You made up some ridic

Grandma will know that I lied sooner or later. Cassandra was indeed a wise person. Although Abigail already controlled her expression, Cassandra still immediately noticed something was wrong. "Abigail, the divorce didn't go smoothly? "Nathan didn't want to get divorced." Abigail observed Cassandra's expression as she said, "But Grandma, don't worry. It'll not affect our lives whether or not he wants to divorce me." Cassandra was not worried. She was even calmer than Abigail. She asked, "Did he say why he didn't want to get divorced?"

He decided to engage in a serious conversation with him before tackling anything else. However, when it came to Lana, Hector displayed a different attitude. "Divorced? Well, that's not a problem! They say letting go of the past opens the door to a brighter future. "My grandson has also been through a divorce. What a coincidence, isn't it? Cupid seems to have aimed his arrows at both of you!" he remarked persuasively. Freya couldn't help but roll her eyes in disbelief. She found it hard to believe that Hector was fabricating stories just to convince Lana to stay.

AUTHORS POV SYDNEY'S heart thudded in her chest at Gavin's words. She wasn't sure she heard him right. Tears immediately began running down her cheeks. Gavin's eyes softened, he had no choice. “I said I was sorry.” She hoped it was just mirth. Gavin looked away.”The divorce papers will be ready tomorrow. I'll mail it to your office, you'll probably be busy with work to care.” How could he say that? She loved him, but she wasn't sure he felt the same. Was Avery right? Is he using the baby as an excuse to divorce her because she sexually castrated him?

Even Ellena, who had jumped to the front, heard her. She laughed. The old lady smiled at Ellena and said, "Young lady, I have a grandson who is in charge of the D-Fronts Media. He has a good job and looks good. If you divorce your husband, consider my grandson!" Ellena could not laugh anymore. Edward walked forward with a sullen face. "We will not divorce!" His expression was too gloomy. The old lady seemed to be scared and did not dare to speak anymore. She looked at Ellena with a worried look and then turned to leave.

“Getting married. Living a happy life after they threw me away to die. I always thought they might one day regret what they did. That they were reflecting on their actions. But no.” Her jaw tightened. “So I decided to get back on my feet.” “That’s perfect,” Marcus said. Marcus pulled out his phone. “I also want to see what that cruel man had to say.” He scrolled for a moment, then sighed heavily and looked up at her. “You won’t believe what he said.” Maya’s heart clenched. “What?” “When he was asked about his ex-wife, he posted on I*******m that you had a lover. That you willingly signed the divorce papers and that the child you were carrying belonged to that lover.”