After The Divorce She Took It All Back Novels & Stories

"Not anymore. You see, when you so helpfully signed our divorce agreement, you also signed over full ownership of the company to me." "What?” Melanie asked weakly. “That can’t be right." There was a hint of a smile on Hardin’s face as he answered. "Surprised? This company is mine now, Melanie. You signed it over along with everything else." Melanie staggered backwards in shock. Dear God, what has she done? How could this be happening? "Here, darling sis, take a good look.” Natalia slid the divorce papers from yesterday across the table. Shakily, Melanie picked them up, and her eyes scanned the fine print rapidly, then landed on the highlighted clause at the bottom of the last page.

“What are you doing here, Hailey? You can’t be here.” “Of course, I should be here.” She laughed, twirling around. “This is our home. This is where you and I should be.” She turned back to me. “Just you and I.” “I don’t understand, Hailey. We got a divorce.” “Yes, but I’m back now.” She stepped closer, holding my hand. “I was the one who asked for the divorce, and I’m back now. You have to accept it, because I know you love me.”

She stands up from her seat. “Whatever you say Dr. and as for the divorce, I burned the papers to the ground. You are still my wife and I will make you mine again. I will also wait until you’re ready to take me back and then I'll spend the rest of my life making it up to you.”

“You’re very passionate about what you do.” She nodded. “Of course. It was what kept me going when I had no one.” He had a feeling she was talking about their divorce. He hated that he couldn’t remember that moment. “What did it feel like? After we got the divorce?” Her sigh was sorrowful. “Like my world has ended. I threw myself into becoming a doctor, it was the only way I knew to give my life some meaning.” The hurt in her voice was evident and he hated himself for being the reason it was there.

I repeated. "I know," she whispered. For a moment, I didn’t know what to say anymore. How could I argue with that? How could I convince her to walk away when she was so stubborn about marrying me? She was obsessed with me! "Fine," I finally said, pulling my hands away and stepping back. "If this is really what you want, then so be it. But don’t say I didn’t warn you, Aria!” “Of course,” she said. “Damn it, Aria!” I cursed at her. “How much do you want? How much should I give you just to back out of this marriage thing?”

Mirella's POV A MONTH LATER “No, I haven’t turned on the television Tessa, is something wrong?” I asked, worry etched on my face. It’s been a month since my divorce and the pain still felt as fresh as it did on that very day. Andreas was at work, so I was the only one left in the house. “What do you mean? I shouldn’t freak out, you’re scaring me Tessa, I’m just going to,“ I turned it on and my eyes widened in complete shock when I saw what was on.

Xurion's POV “Let's get a divorce,” I repeated slowly. The word tasted like sour candy in my mouth. She stared in shock. Surprised. Or excited maybe. Her phone dinged. “Whatever!” She said, returning to her phone. My breath stalled mid-chest. Was she going to..? “Where are you, Dray?” She picked the pen, uncapped it and just like that…signed the divorce papers. “I can't wait to see you too. Yeah, no, no, I'm gonna get changed and I will be right out, okay?”

Though I hadn't let her know yet that I knew her reason for coming back, I knew. She was back here to claim what she thought was hers and oh might I say, she was going to fail at that. Even though I wasn't quite sure if I wanted anything to do with her, I couldn't let her rip me off and the fact that she could actually run off with a man before our divorce was even finalized says a lot. “Yeah, says a lot like she was finally done with you.” Maddox whispered in my head and I looked around to be sure I wasn't imagining things.

I didn’t even have to growl. Maybe he thought the divorce was temporary. Maybe he thought I’d come crawling back once the dust settled. But I wasn’t that kind of she-wolf. Divorce meant done. Final. No take-backs, no do-overs. And I wasn’t about to refuse what I rightfully earned. At home, after a nap, I sat at the table with my family and laid everything out. The betrayal. The divorce. Becky’s miraculous pup. The part where I almost choked on a breadstick while reading his “blessed” Facebook post?

The strong, powerful, independent, and fearless woman, she has become after their divorce. It made him worry, but there was nothing he could do, because this was a process of grief. He was all to familiar with it, after all, he himself had gone through it when his parents had passed on. “Okay, you don’t have to sleep. But, I think, it’s best if you go back inside, you might catch a cold.” Ivory did not answer him. She simply tightened her grip on the blanket and continued staring. She had no interest in going back inside and she would have told him as much, but when she opened her mouth to speak the words that camd out were the ones on her mind.