Novel & Cerita 离婚申请 Novel English

A calm before something inevitable. I stood and walked to the small desk across the room. I opened my laptop, and the pale glow from the screen lit my face like a dare. My fingers hovered for just a moment before they started to type. ⸻ To: Westlake & Rhames LLP Subject: Divorce Filing Effective immediately, I am requesting the initiation of divorce proceedings between myself and Roman Vale. Please proceed discreetly. There should be no media involvement and no communication with Mr. Vale’s team until all legal protections are confirmed.

She walked over, picked it up, and opened it with hands that were not as steady as she wanted them to be. At the top of the page was the title: Petition for Divorce Below it, in the usual clean legal language: The marriage has suffered an irretrievable breakdown. Reconciliation is no longer possible. Both parties have agreed to dissolve the marriage under the following terms… At the bottom were our names. Vivian Grant Ethan Cole For a long moment, she just stared at the page. Then, under her breath, she said, “So you really meant it.” She had imagined walking away from me countless times.

She mumbled opening the file. And just when she read the title her body froze. Cyrus took a shaky breath blinking away all the uncertainty that pushed him to snatch the file and throw it away. But holding himself he let out. “Divorce agreement. Our contract marriage ended today.” _____________________________________

I play the message, ' Hi. errm I've signed the divorce papers as requested, I just wanted to make a one last request, please can you not make errm our separation public for the next 2 months, I dont want my relatives to be alerted of this news just yet. So yeah thats all (a long pause) Good Bye'.

He cleared his throat and began to read, monotone and unaffected, as though he were dictating some property agreement—not tearing apart a marriage. “As outlined in these documents, Mr. Frank seeks to dissolve the marital union on grounds of irreconcilable differences. You are to collect any remaining property that truly belongs to you in the marital residence within seven business days. There will be no claim to assets accumulated during the course of the marriage. A non-disclosure clause has also been included regarding Mr. Frank’s personal and professional dealings…” My knees went weak. I grabbed the back of the sofa to steady myself. “No claim to assets?” I asked, heart hammering. “You’re

Finn stared down at the document in his hand, "I'll bring it right away." ~~~~~ In his office, Ronan stared down at the Document that Finn had brought in with him. He sneered at it. It was probably Isabella’s insufferable apology for the stupid game that she was trying to play. Obviously, she had taken the very obvious hint, that he hadn't the time or the energy to play along. But when he opened it, he all but froze. APPEAL FOR A DIVORCE Those four words shot out like a red flag, screaming at him, creating a buzz in his head. But when the buzz died down,

MICHELLE’s POV. As soon as I lower myself on the bed, my mobile begins to beep. Seeing it was one of Nicholas’s lawyers, I let out a heavy sigh before clicking on the receive button. “Hello” “Madam, sir Nicholas sent over the divorce papers via email. I think we should meet and discuss how to settle this. He want to add more alimony for you” “You can go ahead and process it. Mind you, I am not in need of the alimony, he can keep his money for all I care”

Sure enough, Keegan's facial expression looked better after that. Stella then took the opportunity to say, "Mr. Kane, us having this divorce is like us getting married. We have to choose a date. You see, we got married on an unlucky day. As a result, our marriage didn't go well, and we couldn't make it to the end. So, we have to pick a good day to get divorced so that our previous marriage won't fetter us, and we will be able to find new love. I've checked the dates; the 21st, 24th, 25th, 26th, 27th, 28th, and 31st of this month are all good days to get divorced. Should we just pick one from all the days I just mentioned?"

He handed her a document—the contract—carefully crafted with legal jargon and formal language. "Lucy, this contract outlines our agreement. It specifies that we will be married for a period of one year, after which we will proceed with a divorce," Noah began, his voice steady but tinged with a hint of sadness. "It includes provisions regarding financial support for you, as well as confidentiality to protect our arrangement."

The candlelight flickered between us, shadows stretching long and eerie against the polished mahogany table. My pulse thundered in my ears, drowning out the soft classical music playing in the background. “What…?” My voice barely rose above a whisper. Adrian leaned back in his chair, his expression one of cool detachment. “I’m filing for divorce.” A slow, numbing chill spread through my veins. Divorce. The word echoed in my skull, too sharp, too foreign. I let out a weak laugh, shaking my head. “That’s not funny, Adrian.” “I’m not joking.” He picked up his wine glass again, swirling the liquid with practiced ease. “It’s time we go our separate ways.”