After Divorce, I Won The Christmas Lottery Novels & Stories

And, as I always wanted, to find love. I also got rid of my past that day, because along with the move, the divorce papers arrived. I looked at them apprehensively at first, but with Hilda’s help, I managed to print my signature after reading the entire content. Apparently, I am a very rich woman now, thanks to Gonzalo. Since the divorce had to include a very generous compensation, and by this, I mean that it is very generous. The papers were sent to the judge, who would cancel our marriage certificate. And the next day I was a free woman. Leaving the house for the first time after my divorce, I was finally able to breathe the fresh air, and it didn’t get stuck in my throat. I no longer felt

“It’s fine. I just got into bed anyway. Since you’re calling this late, I assume it’s important. What’s going on?” I sank onto the edge of the bed, the mattress dipping under my weight. “I want to file for divorce. I need the papers ready by tomorrow morning.” There was a long, heavy silence on the other end. I could hear him sitting up properly. “A divorce?” His tone sharpened with disbelief. “Why? Did Damien do something?” “Yes.” My voice remained steady, though anger simmered beneath it. “Tonight, at the charity gala we hosted, he publicly introduced his mistress to everyone. I can’t continue this marriage. I want it over as quickly as possible.”

I had become suburbanized. This was our fourth Christmas since the divorce. Denise was living with Eric, who I wish I could despise, but he was a decent guy with a great job and lousy taste in sports teams. He doted on my girls without trying to take my place. It had taken a while, but we'd developed a friendship, which wasn't a bad thing.

Chuck's reputation hit rock bottom. As for me, I traveled to Glacier Island right after our divorce was finalized. I drove alone in the snowy land as I pursued the northern lights. The bright lights danced in the night sky, but I felt neither excitement nor relief. All I felt was calmness, much like a lake covered in ice. Nothing caused a ripple in me. This revenge exhausted all of my energy. I had won, but I also felt like I had lost. I had wasted ten years of my youth and love.

“Order yours. Don't worry, the bill is on me. You can say it's an engagement gift.” “Thanks, man,” Nathan cheered, before saying to the bartender, “Perks of having a billionaire as a friend. I want vodka shots.” “Coming right up,” The bartender said, before moving to the side to prepare our orders. “So, is there a Mrs De Luca yet?” Nathan asked, and I shook my head in negation. “No. Not anymore,” I replied, feeling a surge of sadness tinged with anger. “I got divorced five years ago.” Time really flew by when you were engrossed in work. To think Josephine and I could have celebrated our eight marriage anniversary this year, had she not been a despicable person.

“I choose Maria; let’s end our engagement.” She managed to not just get everyone on her side but actively made them see her as the victim and me as the big bad bully who was jealous of her. She kept up this act, even now. “You must be a complete mess, going through all that you're going through.” She pulled away to take a better look at me. I smiled, knowing she expected me to affirm her secret prayers that I wasn't doing well. “I'm actually feeling the best I've ever felt in the longest time. The divorce was a blessing; now I'm focused on work, and even Dad wants me back.”

I even wrote her letters every day, made her favorite chocolates, taught myself to cook—just to survive those empty months. Turns out, I wasn't forgetful. She was playing Santa. With my stuff. For him. Then Donna hit me with another message: [Let's get a divorce. My wedding biz is blowing up. I'm too busy to waste time on this relationship.] Divorce request number 100.

Jonathan asked with disdain as he zoomed the picture in to notice the man sitting in the wheelchair. Silence ensued for a while before Nancy burst into laughter, “She left you for a crippled man?” “It still did not change the fact that she fucking married another person just a day after I fucking divorced her!” He yelled. “Are you… are you all seriously worked up about another woman in front of me?” Lorraine asked, obviously ticked off. “Oh… no, no, darling. I am sorry!” Jonathan moved over to her and grabbed her hands. “So what if she married another person? Does it bother you?”

] With the signed divorce agreement in hand, the divorce went through quickly. As soon as I got the divorce certificate, I sued Ethan. With the help of a top lawyer, he lost the case fast and had to return half the money Jocelyn had spent on him. After that, I took the lottery ticket and finally claimed the prize. I kept my promise, donated one hundred thousand dollars to charity, and gave the lottery shop owner another ten thousand dollars as a thank-you gift. After leaving the lottery shop, I went straight to a real estate office and bought a condominium.

After we finalized the divorce, I immediately packed my belongings and prepared to leave. “Don’t take anything yet! Let me check if you took anything valuable!” Mary wanted to search me. She said mockingly, “Why are you acting so happy? Without my son, you’re nothing! I bet you’ll live like a dog!” I did not bother with her. I rented a storage room and put my items there before going to the lottery center to get my reward. Aside from taxes and some donations that I made, I still had $40 million with me. Six months later, I received the amount in my account.