After The Divorce She Took It All Back Novels & Stories

Valerian whispered before leaving the bathroom. It all started with a divorce, then chaos… and somehow, it led to everything I never knew I wanted. END

“No, it’s yours. I didn’t take it earlier because it was part of what you got after the divorce which, now that I think about it, was unfair to you. I left you with nothing but a ring and an estate because I thought you were after my money.” She chuckled, picked up her fork, and continued eating. “That’s funny,” she said after a moment of silence. “But I’m happy you did it. It gave me the zeal to work things out for myself, and I got lucky too.” She proceeded to tell me about some of the things she had gone through while she was away, her experiences at school which she cherished. I could tell that she loved being in school, and her eyes lit up when she mentioned it.

"Just a few days after the divorce, she found another man and took her to this high-class place. She acted as fast as firing a rocket." “This bitch. Eighty percent of people have seduced others before getting divorced. If you dare to have an affair behind my brother's back, I will tear her face off."

But, I keep getting the feeling that I've lost something extremely important to me. "That's normal. You just got a divorce," Mabel explained. Whitney took a deep breath. Soon, she regained her composure and looked like her usual stoic self again. Spotting the ring that was still on her finger, she took it off and said, "Since the divorce has been finalized, I need to return this to him." She turned the car around. Back outside the courthouse, Sebastian continued to stand there with a gloomy expression. A big shot involved in the arms trade quickly stepped out of the crowd and came forward with his tall and poised daughter.

"Penny, trust me, she didn't - " "You don't know that. You don't know anything. Tell me, what do you think I did with your things after our divorce? Sometimes, it's easier to not have constant reminders that the person you love is no longer in your - " She cut herself off abruptly, her eyes going wide. Then she spun around, her braid swinging, and marched back down the boardwalk the way they'd come.

“You claim she disgusts you, and yet you want her back, don’t you?” “I don’t want her back! I don’t want to have anything to do with her ever again!” Thayer blurted out before he even realized what he was saying, and a smile crept onto my face. He finally admitted, indirectly, that he had divorced his wife and didn’t even want her back.

Beautiful, radiant, even strong at her core—she seemed reborn after their divorce, becoming carefree as if nothing mattered to her anymore. His chest felt blocked, the pain almost rising to his throat. After their divorce, he hadn't had anyone remove Aria's belongings from their marital home, leaving everything in place, as if this could give him the illusion that Aria might return at any time. He was still thinking about remarrying, but Aria had already started a new life. She moved out of their home and began working, as if there was no longer any place for him in her heart or eyes. Why?

“I just—never mind.” He exhaled through his nose, his fingers drumming against the marble. “She left when we were fifteen Took off one night. Didn’t say a word.” I blinked. “She just…left?” He nodded. “Riley took it harder than I did. She still won’t admit it, but she spent years waiting for her to come back.” He gave a low chuckle, but it wasn’t amused. “Spoiler alert—she didn’t. All the drama, she acts as if mother was in our lives. She never was nor did she ever care. Until dad brought her back. Filed the divorce and took her to rehab so as she could get better.”

the frown on her face slowly morphed into a sad look. “I’m sorry about that,” without thinking twice, he apologized. “I also know this is out of context but I think you should loose it, you're more beautiful when you do that.” “Fuck off and go back to your wife,” she cursed under her breath, and just as she was about to leave, he held her hand, and after a heavy sigh, he finally let the cat out of the bag. “I divorced her already.”

She stumbled into a stall and vomited, cold sweat clinging to her skin. She braced herself against the wall, breath ragged. It had only been fifteen days since she and Alexander finalized the divorce. And already, she was losing everything. Her father. Her peace. Her health. Her silence. But not her resolve. She wasn’t going to mourn quietly anymore. It was time to fight back.