Adam Savage Divorce Novels & Stories

A reluctant smile curved my lips as soon as I emptied my glass. I breathed hard, then looked up to meet the cold breeze and ease all the troubling thoughts in my head, but somehow the glittering stars, and peaceful night sky couldn’t make the cut. I wasn’t sure if it was the alcohol that tasted bitter, or the feeling weighing down my chest, but no matter how much I drink, I could still vividly remember my last conversation with Damian. What a ruthless husband. How can he shamelessly ask me for a divorce right after I overlooked his scandalous affair?

“You removed my access. You removed my decision-making power. You slowly erased my role in something I co-built with you until I was no longer part of it in anything but name.” Her breathing deepened slightly. “And somewhere in that process, I stopped being your partner.” Silence pressed in again. Then she continued softly. “That is when I filed for divorce.” Matthew’s eyes dropped briefly to the paper in his hand again. The word divorce no longer felt abstract. It felt like something that had already been lived through without his awareness. Ava spoke again, almost as an afterthought, though it was anything but casual. “But you never signed it.” Matthew remained still for a long time.

After Alex left, Natalie angrily looked at the man who suddenly appeared, her voice mixed with anger: "Why are you so crazy every night?" "I don't want to see other people hug you." He knew he was a bit too much just now, but he couldn't stand the sight of another man hugging her in front of him. Natalie sneered: "Mr. Samuel is so funny, and he's also very easygoing. Don't you know we're divorced? Do you need me to show you the divorce papers?" Hearing the word divorce papers, the man's demeanor immediately weakened. He said flatteringly: "Then let's remarry."

On the night of my tenth wedding anniversary with my billionaire husband, his female secretary called him. Ignoring the fact that I was completely naked, he pulled away and started to leave. I couldn't stop myself from confronting him. He sighed, yet his tone was inexplicably relaxed. "So you finally figured it out. Elowen is young and insecure. She's afraid I'll fall in love with your body again. "She's adorable. Now that I've tasted something young and vibrant, why would I ever settle for what’s withered and spent?" A chill spread through my body, and I stood there frozen. "Silas, that's not a funny joke." He didn't answer. He merely shot me a look of disgust. "She's underestimating hersel

Athena felt a slur on her morals, and it just demoralized her totally when he fucked her that way because she decided that she was going to end everything. Azazel got up and put his dick back in his pants, he walked closer to the table, and she followed. He turned on the fan to dry the sweat off her body, although he preferred to lick it all drop by drop. There was no time. “I want a divorce,” she brought it up again. “Forget it. You will not get it,” he issued an ultimatum buckling his belt, ignorant of her suffering.

I didn’t want any disturbance. “You forget my family owns this club,” He answered. “You’ve been drinking too much. And at this rate, you’d probably be a walking chimney with all the smoke you’ve inhaled. Silence followed, save for the sound of music that played in the background. “Sage asked for a divorce?” “Yes. And not just that. The child is mine,”

" But that's not the case is it? You were manipulating her, you planned for her to marry Damien so he could get his hands on her inheritance, and when you married him, everything was given to you " Sasha opened her mouth to refute, but what could she possibly say, Ashton could read her like that back of his palm, he's done his research well. " Get out " Sasha's fist clenched as she got out of the bed and stormed out of her own house. A week later, Their divorce was finalised, and she ended up getting nothing from her husband's fortunes. * * * Present Day.....

Harrison said, “the second you married someone unfit to stand beside you.” Savannah exhaled sharply, hurt spiking through her chest. But before she could speak, Jackson turned fully toward his father. “She’s my wife.” “She is a problem,” Harrison corrected. “And she must be removed.” Savannah’s lungs stilled. “Removed how?” she whispered. Harrison’s smile was cold. “Divorce. Annulment. Whatever ensures you disappear from the public eye.” Savannah felt her knees weaken. Jackson’s voice was low, deadly. “I won’t do it.”

“I told you I have a plan. Zach is still on the table.” My father turns, scotch in hand. “Is he? I don’t think he is close to a divorce.” “Well Ava is gone and Zach will be divorcing her. You’re welcome.” “Is that true?” Margaret asks tightly. “Do you have this under control?” “It’s under control,” I insist. Eddie chuckles. “Why didn’t you just marry Robert? Now he has that reformed alcoholic and crack-head as a wife.” “Because I don’t love Robert and he is 12 years my senior…”

“Both of you.” As they began to pack their briefcases, I reached for my phone. I couldn't help myself. I opened a news app, and a small, sharp smile curved my lips. The internet was a bloodbath. "SAINTLY DOCTOR'S MARRIAGE ENDS IN DISGRACE: AVINA WINSLOW FILES FOR DIVORCE" "ANNIVERSARY SCANDAL TURNS FATAL FOR GRAVES REPUTATION" "XAVIER GRAVES: HEALER OR CHEATER? PUBLIC LASHES OUT AT CELEBRITY SURGEON"