Novel & Cerita Anna Todd Divorce

She had to remind herself of that. Beside her, Caleb looked reassuringly calm, his presence was like a steady anchor in the storm of her mind. "You ready?" he asked, his voice gentle. Jane nodded, though her hands trembled slightly. They walked together to the clerk's office, where the marriage certificate awaited. Jane hesitated before signing, the weight of the divorce papers she had signed earlier still fresh in her mind. She had once loved Marcus deeply, and believed in their future together. But the betrayal—the sting of finding him with her cousin Abby—was a wound that had yet to fully heal.

she shot back, urgency lacing her tone. I frowned, confused. "Come back? Why? What's going on?" "Ryan kicked Kane out again. And—" she lowered her voice for effect, "—he's divorced now. This is your chance, Sophia. The best one you'll ever get." My heart gave a dangerous little lurch. For a moment, I couldn't breathe. "Are you absolutely certain they're divorced?" I pressed into the phone, needing confirmation before making my move. "And there's really nothing between them anymore?"

I explained, "Oh, honey, I forgot to tell you. My mom needed money urgently a couple days ago. I sent her everything. Can you figure something out this month?" Brad didn't even hesitate. "Don't call me honey," he said coldly. "We're divorced. We're not anything anymore. Stop contacting me." He hung up. I tried calling back. It went straight to voicemail. I tried texting. Blocked. Social media? Gone. He had erased me from every corner of his life. I found them a few days later. Brad was walking Vanessa through the small park near their building. His hand was on her lower back. They looked like a pair of lovesick teenagers.

I took a deep breath, trying to hold my feelings. "Just answer my question." Rachel got quiet for a bit then spoke softly. "She doesn't live here anymore." I looked at her immediately. "What do you mean?" "Dad kicked her out." I froze. Rachel continued. "They got divorced." I looked at her for a few seconds, not sure if I heard her right. "Divorced?" Rachel nodded. "It's official." My heartbeat accelerated. "When did it hap͏pen?" Rachel thought for a moment before answering. "Right before Noah's accident."

That had been exactly the therapy I needed. "Immediately. I’ll just ask Kate to book the next available flight to New York," I responded. For once, I felt delighted about everything—especially Adrian’s assurance that my debts had been cleared. My holiday finally came to an end after Kate booked the next available flight to New York City. Adrian drove back to his apartment while I returned to the Penhurst Family Estate to unwind. It had been an unforgettable experience, one I would welcome again at the slightest opportunity. I felt more relaxed—ready to finalize the divorce proceedings. That was the only thing occupying my mind during the entire flight.

That is the best she could do for him for now. After two years or a year we make the divorce public and say we spilted for differences" she added. Cade stood there with his mouth ajar, of all the things that had happened today this was not one of the things he thought could happen. "Ophelia Please" he breathed out. "Let us not do this," he said.

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?"

"No! You can't! What's gonna happen to my company if you take them back?" I gave her a cold laugh. "We're divorced. Your company isn't my problem anymore." She burst into tears. "Luke! Let's not divorce, please. I'll forget David. I'll be good to you, raise Yara right—everything!" I just looked at her, ice-cold, saying nothing. Natalie turned to Tanya, shoving her shoulder. "Please! Help me talk him out of the divorce." Tanya snapped. "I already went to bat for you. And for what? You hid all this from me, made me look like an idiot, trashed my reputation. I'm done."

"Mason, why are you always so petty? I'm home today to spend Thanksgiving with you and also celebrate our third wedding anniversary." It was amazing that she even remembered that today was our third wedding anniversary. Mason smiled. "Great! I even prepared a gift for you. It's in our room—no, I guess it’s your and Harvey's room now." Mason's voice was cheerful, but Mindy's heart still sank. She desperately rushed back to the room and saw a divorce agreement on the table. It had Mason's name on it. Mason's voice rang coldly. "Mindy, let's get divorced and never see each other again."

She wanted me to grovel at her feet before we finalized the divorce so that she would have a chance to kick me aside while looking down at me from her pedestal. It was only natural that she wouldn't be able to accept it when she saw my relaxed and somewhat excited expression. Elena kept questioning me even when the staff member stamped the seals on our divorce certificates. "Don't you have anything to say to me, Thomas?" I rolled my eyes at her and said, "You're better off leaving as soon as possible to comfort your lover if you're free enough to engage in pointless banter with me, Ms. Clifford. He's probably crying his eyes out right now because he's been separated from you for so long."