Anna Todd Divorce Novels & Stories

I said and then paused trying to be cautious with my words. “We…” “We haven't been there for him like we should for the past months,” I finally said. Logan and Tom froze staring at me without any one of us saying a word to the other. “That's what’s been happening!” I said. “I'm not supposed to be saying this, but…” I added as I lifted my gaze to Tom. “Mr and Mrs Anderson are both getting a divorce,” I said, trying not to sound too affected. “Fucking hell!” Logan yelled, holding his hand up to his mouth in surprise. And Tom just stood there looking surprised as well, with nothing to say.

"You want money? I'll pay. Just explain what you said." My heart pounded, panic nearly choking me. Nick brushed off his restraints, looking past me to Chad. "Last month, while I begged for your investment, I figured some things out. Ten years proved I'm no businessman. Every venture was a bust. When I heard you two were divorcing, I let it all go. The world has got another free soul, but Heather won't come back." He stared at me and spoke seriously. "The night before their engagement, Chad knew Heather was running away. In fact, he arranged her escape and even... the plane ticket."

said Todd. "What?" Nancy was not in the mood to guess. "She suspects that you and Mr. Getson have already divorced each other because he has been photographed by our paparazzi with a certain French girl. So she asked me to stalk you to see if I can get photographic evidence of your split from Mr. Getson." "Really?" "So did you really split up with Mr. Getson? I've been stalking you for the past few days and found out you've moved out!" Todd might be a paparazzi, but Nancy trusted him. Since he knew she moved out, she thought there was no point in hiding the truth from him.

“I’ve been calling Lena for days and she hasn’t answered me once. What the hell is going on.” “She’s not here,” I reply. Beth turns slowly, arms crossing. “What does that mean, she’s not here.” “It means we are divorced,” I snap. “She left.” Beth just stares at me for a second, like she’s trying to decide if I’m joking. “What the fuck do you mean, you are divorced,” she says finally. “I mean exactly what I said,” I reply. “It’s done we are over.” She lets out a sharp laugh that has no humor in it. “You are full of shit.”

Liora sat on the balcony of Xavier’s luxurious home, a cup of warm tea in her hand. Leaning back in the wicker chair, she gazed at the bustling city below as lights flickered to life against the fading sunset. Her thoughts, however, were fixed on the news flashing across her tablet screen. The headlines splashed across every media outlet screamed a single story: Bella Anderson Files for Divorce Against Noah Anderson. Liora stared at the screen for a long moment before a slow, satisfied smile curved her lips.

Calvert was still cautious and pressed her again. "What else?" Vanya picked up a glass of champagne and took a small sip, watching the noisy crowd in the distance. Her voice was steady. "The divorce papers are already signed." "Cliff agreed to the divorce?" Calvert frowned, clearly surprised. Knowing Cliff, he wasn't the type to let go easily. "With conditions." Vanya set down the glass, tracing a circle on the rim with her finger, a coldness in her eyes. "He needs me to play the part of 'Mrs. Todd' for six months. After that, we're completely done."

Maybe, that will be a little helpful to her. He was at the airport watching her going through the processes of boarding the plane when his phone rang. He answered the phone and his only words were, She can wait, I will see the love of my life go away from here first. She had stunned the world after our divorce, I will watch her leave just for this time and I will give her the brightest and loveliest married life. Rod then said at the end of the call, Please ask her to try and forgive Tess and her sister. I just found out that they had been arrested and are now jailed for ten years for her step mother and five years for her step sister.

She turned to leave, about to call me, when her phone rang again. It was Tasha. "Mom, something bad happened. That ugly freak wants to divorce you! He disappeared, and someone delivered divorce papers to the house." Sharon froze, gripping the phone. Her eyes went blank. Ignoring Curtis crying behind her, she rushed outside. Even her voice trembled when she spoke. "What did you say? How is that possible?" "I don't know. The divorce papers are real," Tasha replied. "Does this mean you can marry Uncle Curtis now?"

she shouted, and the room jolted in shock. She looked around, breathing heavily, then slowly sank back into her seat. with her hands still trembling, but she didn’t let anyone see. This was the first time she had ever spoken back to their father. Lord blackwood face was red with fury. “Fine,” he muttered. “Let’s move to the next failure.” His gaze turned to Damian, and Damian lifted his chin in confidence. “You were supposed to have filed your divorce by now,” he growled. “The lawyer handed you the papers. What’s the delay?”

Just because she had met him at a clubhouse and was naïve enough to get pregnant for him didn’t mean she was a hooker. “I really wonder how I fell for you!” She found the words gushing out of her mouth. Gerald Let go of her grip and with blood-shot eyes he said,. “Fell for me..? Emerald, I don’t care if we get divorced but if we do, I want both kids,” and with that he walked away, leaving her alone by the poolside. Emerald tried blinking back, the tears welling up and keeping her gaze steady as she watched him walk away. He was so toxic and cruel.