Application For Divorce Novel Novels & Stories

"What's wrong? Okay, I'll be right there." He hung up and looked back at me like he wanted to say something. I dug my nails into my palm and forced myself to walk away. In the car, I dialed a number. "Yes. I need you to draft divorce filing documents for me. As fast as you can." Twenty minutes later, I got back to the apartment. I'd lived in this place for seven years. Every corner of it held our memories. Now there were traces of another woman everywhere. Bright curtains and rugs, the trendy little table settings and trinkets, and the bitter scent of chamomile hanging in the air.

I left it behind with the divorce agreement back in the house. During the toasts, Nova clung to her husband's arm and hoped he would learn from Ian. She called Ian a devoted, loving husband who put his family first. I shook my head and replied, "We're divorced now." Shocked, Nova asked, "Why?" I said, "That's because…" "What the hell are you doing, Evelyn?" Ian suddenly appeared behind me, grabbing my arm and pulling me around to face him. I was surprised at his sudden appearance, but his next words surprised me even more. "Francesca is like a sister to me—everyone knows that. Must you embarrass her at an event like this? What exactly are you trying to do?"

He has gone from being a loving husband to an asshole. Or maybe he was always one but I was too blind to see it. Until Now. I watch as he reaches his briefcase. He takes out a file and shoves a file into my hands. "Just sign the document.” His voice is cold, sending shivers down my spine. I stare at the file which is in my hands and flip it open. The first words written in red bold letters on the document stare back at me, causing my head to spin. DIVORCE AGREEMENT.

"Nothing happened between us----" "The hell I care! I didn't come here to listen to you and I don't care whether you banged her or you banged each other, I don't fucking care! You said we're not a couple and I was just your fake wife, so I have no right to interfere, right? I just came here to give you this!" I waved the divorce application in front of him. "No!" He shook his head. "I am a person with one word, Mr. Kelley. I have already signed it, so all you have to do is sign your name and file it in court, and that's it! You're finally free from this marriage and finally free from this agreement!"

Then he looks at me, “Mrs. Black, is there anything else you would like to say before we go on recess?” I look at Mr. Fellman and tap my file with the medical records for my virginity. He nods once and I stand. “Yes, your honor. I would like to request this divorce be finalized today.” “Mrs. Black, typically there is a six-month waiting period for finalized divorces.” “I understand, your honor, however, this is a unique circumstance that I believe you will find reasonable.” “What is the unique circumstance?” “My husband and I never consummated our marriage. I’m still a virgin.” I said.

April’s hands curled into fists at her sides, her nails digging into her palms as she stared at the man in front of her. The man who had been her husband for four years. The man who had humiliated her, ignored her, and lived his life as if she had never existed. “I can get a divorce if I want one, Noah. Nothing can stop me. You think this changes anything?” she asked, voice sharp. “You think just because you found out who I am, suddenly things are different?”

I thought, but suddenly, I couldn't feel any pain anymore. My emotions had become numb. I was broken, and so were my emotions. With a blank look on my face, I entered my message app and found Nathan's number. I clicked his number and began to compose a message using my stiff finger. “You are right. I have ruined your life. I will sign the divorce document”. …. Author Tina Nwuba: “12/7/25. My newest book is going to be out by next week. That storyline is one of a kind and not just your typical storylines.

An unexpected numbness seizes my body. Nothing can change this. I've screamed. I've hoped. I've begged. But now the only thing I can do is let go. Callie already has Grey, and there’s nothing left to do about it. He chooses her. The public does too. And me? I'm going to choose myself. I crawl to the dressing table, trembling all over, and retrieve the divorce papers hidden in one of the drawers. The papers glare at me with cruelty—an end to my and Grey’s cruel love story, a beginning to an uncertain future.

He stood up slowly, his face returning to the past cold and distant demeanor. He took out a small green booklet from his bag and tossed it onto me, saying, "No need to go through the trouble. This is what you've been yearning for." I was momentarily stunned, holding it in my hands. On the deep green cover, the words "Divorce Document" shone uncomfortably in the sunlight, and I couldn't help but smile bitterly. Jaclyn Dills was indeed that kind of person; when it came to divorce, he could handle it without my involvement. I suddenly looked up, "Perry."

– You know, little nymph, he just needs to fuck me again to remember how much he likes my body and come running back to me. - Oh, I doubt it! He doesn't seem very enthusiastic about seeing you in your underwear. Trust me, I know how he gets when he's excited. – Manu replied confidently and self-assuredly, and that filled me with pride. – But let me tell you, your divorce scheme won't last long, after all, the hearing is coming up, then your divorce will be on paper again. But everyone here knows the reality, right?! The reality is that this divorce is a fait accompli from seven years ago, and the document you're so happily flaunting, where it says the divorce decree was revoked, is nothing b