After The Divorce Novels & Stories

"I don't mean that." Kent's tone was firm. "I just think that the hidden danger that you are worried about exists, no matter if I am married to her or not, or if I am divorced or not. My divorce from her doesn't change anything. It would be better to hurry up and find someone to delete all those photos from the past." Pinel frowned. “You guys marrying is a mistake. You must divorce!”

Just as she was about to say something to provoke him, Cedric eventually spoke, "I've thought this through; we're getting a divorce." Although his attitude wasn't firm enough, his determination was unmistakable at this moment. Perhaps it was better to proceed with the divorce. Even if they continued to stay together, it wouldn't necessarily be a good thing. - After leaving the clerk's office, Natalie and Cedric each held a divorce certificate. It was quite different from the time they came to get married. Back then, they walked through that door together. But now, the distance between them was so vast. Who would have thought that they would end up this way?

She, then, glared at Grey, even though he was still not waking up from the surgery. “Believe me, sweetheart. Do you remember when you two fought in front of me, when you said to him that you wanted a divorce? That’s the day too when you had a car accident,” he resumed telling her a side of the story. “Yes, I still remember that, Dad,” she replied.

"Look, I meant to do this more gently, but I guess the timing worked out. I want a divorce, Melanie. Here are the divorce papers." She couldn’t believe what she had just heard. “Divorce?” She asked in a shaky voice, her eyes darting between Hardin and the papers. “I've already signed. It's over, Melanie, as of today. Now please leave so Natalia and I can celebrate my birthday properly." Melanie felt as though her heart was going to burst out of her chest any moment from now on. She was shaking with hurt, anger, and disbelief. She stood numbly, staring down at the divorce papers Hardin had thrown in her face. It was hard to believe this was really happening—that after two years of marriage, h

Seeing that Areiza had made up her mind, Darren looked at her with a bitter smile and closed his eyes. Areiza let him lean in her arms while she waited for Darren to turn into the strong and decisive Darren again. “What are you going to do after we divorce?” He asked after a long time. “Work, eat, sleep, and hang out with my friends.” “Will you start dating other people?” “No.” Areiza didn’t think that she should even be dreaming of a luxury like love. But if she met someone she liked, then she would probably let nature take its course. Areiza couldn’t tell Darren that because she was afraid that he would cause trouble again.

“Don't say anything; I know how.” Smiling, she goes, “Good, now what are you going to do about him?” Good question, “I'm still going through with the divorce and getting my freedom from the Milian family.” They treated me like garbage when I was married to him, and I don't want to go back to that. “ Oh my god!” she yelled excitedly, “I got it you two could start dating after the divorce” Getting up from my spot, I touched her forehead to make sure she wasn't sick because she was starting to talk nonsense. “ nope, no, nope,” I told “ that's not going to happen” I was trying to make myself believe my own words.

I paused to look at him but he only stared at me like he was watching an actress perform. "and–and, why do I have to pay you such big amount if there's a breach if contract? And also,what happens to our child after the divorce?" " Hazel Carter, you shouldn't complain about these rules. I am helping you here. Your life is basically ruined and I am giving you a new life . There's no 'our child ' after the divorce, you didn't read up to that part? After the divorce, the child belongs to me alone and you must not in anyway try to claim ownership or come close to me and my child.

"Suzy, when the show is over, let’s go home and start fresh. Let’s make this work, okay?" He pulled me into a tight embrace. I raised a hand and lightly patted his back. … Two days later, during the final interview, I made my third and last choice. I chose divorce. The entire room fell into stunned silence. The moment Hector saw my decision, he froze like a statue, unmoving. For a long time, he didn’t react. … After returning home, I spent two full days doing nothing but lying in bed, letting the exhaustion sink away. By the third evening, as I stretched lazily by the window, I heard the door lock beep.

“Even after we divorced, you still looked out for me, and I appreciate that. but I it’s time you moved on. There is no longer Olivia and Nick Jone anymore.” I paused letting my words hang in the air. “Our chapter ended a long time ago, it’s time for you to let go now, Nick. You and I will never go back to what we were. It’s time for a new chapter in your life as well.” I stood and went to stand by the rail then turned to look at him. He looked hurt by my words, I didn’t know what he was expecting, we had been divorced for a couple of years now and I got married again. Did he think there was still a chance of us getting back together?

[Didn't get to say this earlier, but I'm out of forgiveness cards. [Let's get a divorce.] My phone started blowing up right after.