Beyond The Divorce Book Novels & Stories

He went to where Bianca was still lying on the bed, with a smug look on her face and held her hands as he stared at me and said those four earth shattering words "I want a divorce”

"I don't mean that." Kent's tone was firm. "I just think that the hidden danger that you are worried about exists, no matter if I am married to her or not, or if I am divorced or not. My divorce from her doesn't change anything. It would be better to hurry up and find someone to delete all those photos from the past." Pinel frowned. “You guys marrying is a mistake. You must divorce!”

"You couldn't give me a child. My father's only wish before he died was to hold a grandchild. Because of you, he never got that. This situation you're in? You deserve it." I gripped the voice recorder hidden in my hand. "So you cheated on me. You hid assets. You left me with nothing. And you think you're the good guy here?" Brad's patience ran out. "So what if I did? We're divorced now. That's the reality, Lauren. Look—we had a few years together. Don't make this pathetic. I stopped loving you a long time ago. Have some self-respect and walk away." Vanessa just stood there behind him, watching me like a cat who'd swallowed the canary.

"Leonard is back in the country again. Let's get divorced." I, Xavier Locke, handed the signed divorce papers to my wife, Melanie Slater, with a numb expression. For a brief moment, Melanie looked startled, but she quickly regained her composure. With practiced ease, she signed her name on the agreement. Just like the previous six times, she casually made the same promise. "Lenny will leave in a month. I'll remarry you by then." Even in the past, those words had never given me any sense of security. I'd force her to swear on it or sign a written promise. But this time, I felt nothing at all. I couldn't even muster up the desire to respond to her.

He comes to it, his hand floating for a moment as in case he may as of now feel the weight of its substance. He tore it open, his breath catching as he pulled out a stack of fresh lawful records. Divorce papers. For a minute, he couldn't move. His eyes dashed over the words, scanning phrases like "beyond reconciliation differences" and "division of properties" without really absorbing their meaning. His chest fixed, a sharp torment cutting through him as the realization settled in. This wasn't just a risk, a ploy to induce him to wake up and battle for their marriage. This was real. She meant business. The room felt small, the walls as well.

"Mommy is the worst! Get out of the way! You made us unable to see Ingy anymore!" I didn't even need a mirror to know how terrible I looked. Meanwhile, Corbin seemed to have known all along that things would end up like this. He was unexceptionally calm when he finally spoke. "This is fun, isn't it? You finally look as ridiculous as you behave. Oh, do you regret it now? If you really divorce me, your family will fall into ruin. So, stop acting like a clown and—" "I'm divorcing you." I didn't have any energy in my limbs, and the back of my head was still throbbing in pain, but my voice was firm and steady. "I swear that I'll divorce you, Corbin Stallone."

“I’m so sorry, Anna. Truly. But listen to me—this is the moment you choose yourself. If him leaving you gives him peace, then let him go. But don’t stay stuck.” She took my hands. “Sign the divorce papers. Move forward. No one is going to do that for you.” Her words hurt, but they were true. I wiped my face slowly. The tears didn’t stop, but something else rose beneath them. Something sharp. Clear. Marcus didn’t break me because I was weak. He broke me because I loved him too deeply. And Gina? She thought she’d won. A spark ignited in my chest. I stood up, walked to the table, picked up the divorce papers—and signed.

" she forced, her palm where cold and wet. "So, it has nothing to do with you or Gabriel..." she started the story. Emily frowned, "Are you sure? then why?!" she asked, impatiently. Dorothy sipped her coffee slowly, "Darius specter applied for divorce...." Emily was totally dumbfounded she covered her mouth, too shock to react to Dorothy's words. "What? How is that even possible?" She shook her head in disbelief. Dorothy put her coffee the bench, she breathed out heavily, "I think the divorce will give you some benefits," Benefit she turned her face Emily.

Sylvia said with a look of wistfulness. Calvin was still keen to try and establish a closer connection with Sylvia. But out of the corner of his eye, he noticed that Ashton and Roxy were back. He immediately kept his distance from Sylvia and scurried over to Roxy, asking nervously, "Did you manage to file the divorce paperwork without any issues?" Roxy nodded. "Once the procedures are completed, we can come and collect a copy of the divorce decree." Exhaling in relief, Calvin exclaimed, "That's good. It's such a shame that the procedures take a long time."

To be honest, I felt more like a servant than a partner, like someone they could boss around. When I heard Clement had flown back home, I sent the signed divorce papers to his email. But I got no response. I tried calling. He didn't pick up. A few hours later, his assistant called me back. "Mr. Norman says he'll meet you if you apologize to Ms. Bowen." "Has he looked at the divorce agreement?" The assistant paused before replying, "Mr. Norman says if you want a divorce, you should come find him yourself. He's not falling for your dramatic tricks."