Ashley Till Divorce Novels & Stories

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?"

Now I am going to go upstairs and see my husband and you should prepare for your wife, she is arriving shortly" I said getting up and going upstairs to Jimmy. ****************************************** ASHLEY POV I was currently doing my hair for a charity party and was thinking about Allison. I sent the divorce papers to New York for Tracy and confirmed it with the court. They unfroze my assets and I filed for custody of the girls Because Tracy l was currently on the second bench in Allison's murder trial, she couldn't be my lawyer in the custody case against the girls since it was a clear conflict of interest. So I hired an American lawyer to help me fight for the girls. I had been watchin

“I’m sorry, but this—this is driving me crazy. You knew he was my man, and you still went ahead and slept with him. And now you want to talk about Ashley?” “Nella, please,” she whispered, her voice soft and guilt-ridden. “I knew. But… I love him.” I laughed—bitter and sharp. “And your husband? What about him?” “We’re divorced,” she said. I shook my head in disbelief. “But he’s trying to fix things. Ashley believed you two were finding your way back. She was hopeful—even if she didn’t show it. And now this?” “Nella, that’s my family. You don’t know anything about it,” she snapped defensively.

"I'm sorry but you can't..." "I can't come in? Come on, Ashley. I'm not gonna hurt you. We were once married." Quentin said and Ashley scoffed. "You hurt me even when we were still married. You will probably do more than that now that we've split up. Please, you have to leave." "I'm still your husband, Ashely. I never divorced you." Ashley nodded with a smile. "That divorce happened here in my heart. What you doing here, Quentin? Please, don't tell me you are here to make my life more difficult as it is?"

His chest tightened as Shantal’s car pulled away. And for the first time, he wondered, “Is this really the end?” Ashley promised herself, one day, she’d return the humiliation she suffered today. The thought only fueled her desire. Her ambitions burned hotter than ever. But the moment she looked up, her smile froze. Ullysis wasn’t following Shantal to the Civil Affairs Office to finalize their divorce. He was walking back toward the building, his face dark, unreadable. Ashley’s eyes dimmed for a second, but she quickly gathered herself.

“I don’t think it is something either of us would like to talk about. You know, there are some things that…” “I will say it.” Arthur cuts in, looking from Tammy to Bethany. Bethany’s eyes widen ever so slightly. Arthur squeezes her hand and gives her a reassuring smile. ‘I can talk about it now, so yes, I can tell you all why I divorced your beloved actress, Millicent Atkinson.” “Arthur…” Millicent starts, her face twisted in panic. “We were going to have a baby, we named her Azalea, Millicent took the sole decision to get rid of her.”

Hector's autobiography, once seen as a symbol of high society, was picked apart by self-media, each line ridiculed and mocked. Even Anne, who was embroiled in the divorce scandal, was exposed by overseas netizens. Her so-called prestigious university master’s degree turned out to be from a lower-tier college in partnership with a local school. … Hector finally agreed to the divorce. With millions of viewers watching, he hired a specialized divorce lawyer, ensuring a fair and clear division of our shared assets from all these years. He didn’t shortchange me. Not only did I get what I was entitled to, but I also received half of all his assets under his name.

Vanessa exclaimed in a reserved tone. Lydia knew that, but she was still undecided. For their marriage, which was not worthy of being called a marriage, went completely unnoticed by outsiders. Only Reino's family, Viktor as the lawyer and Hadi as the caretaker knew about it. There was no party, no blessing or anything like that. There is only a marriage certificate from the registry office, and even that has been replaced by a divorce certificate. And the actual contract. "I ... can tell you a little. But please swear not to tell anyone," Lydia squeaked, finally ready to tell her story.

Of course, everyone notices. Then one of the guys behind the cameras starts pointing at me and ordering the girl on his right to make sure she catches it. My pain. So they can use it. Because that is the whole point, isn’t it? "I'm ready to try again," I say. Then I take a deep breath and look back at the cameras, "I want a divorce from Alpha Kael Draven more than I want anything in this life. I can’t even bear to sit next to him right now. I’m sick of sharing a bed with him every night and having to be around him and the woman he’s obviously sleeping with behind my back. So, to answer your question, Danielle Drover… yes, I am certain I want to divorce him and dissolve our bond completely."

After five years of marriage, Melody finally realized—she had never truly married anyone. The marriage certificate was forged. Her husband, Adam, was legally wed to her best friend, Lily. And Melody? She had been the most innocent pawn in a meticulously crafted deception. The betrayals didn’t stop there. Her supposed infertility was a lie, and the child she had poured her love into raising was, in fact, Adam and Lily’s biological son. Five years of devotion—through their eyes, she had served only three purposes: a free housekeeper, a cheap business partner, and a disposable pawn. She had believed in love. That, above all, was her greatest folly. Yet Melody didn’t break. She didn’