Novel & Cerita Beyond The Divorce Novel Free

The sea breeze was relaxing as well as hearing my son’s giggles as Drake continued teaching him how to swim. I looked for the bookmark on the book, scanned a few pages, and was able to locate it. This was a romance novel that I had not read for almost seven years. After I got married, all my books were forgotten as I focused my attention on my husband. After the divorce, I sold everything that reminded me of my ex-husband, including his car, house, and lot, leaving nothing but my books, which I kept with me. It was a long and painful process, but it was worth it in the end. Until he returned. I was back to square one in handling my emotions and feelings.

When Noah had told him, he wouldn’t be having April as his actual wife and she would remain untouched if it was the last thing he did. He had tried to hand William a cheque for the first repayment of the money he owed. William had told him he didn’t want it. But Noah told William he would pay off every cent, including interest if it was the last thing he did. Then had thrown the cheque on the old man’s desk and left. April had been nowhere to be seen. Not like it surprised him. After he had found out what a scheming little bitch she was. Now his debt was paid, and he could easily divorce the little bitch when the old man died. Noah knew he could have divorced her as soon as his debt was clea

“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.”

“Diane, I threw a birthday party for you twice. You didn’t show up.” “Because I was busy!” “Exactly! You’re always fucking busy.” The veins in my neck bulged. “Do you even remember you’re married? Because it seems like I’m the only one putting some effort into making this work. I love you, Diane. I love you so fucking much, but sometimes you make it hard to.” I took a step forward, my voice cracking. “We sleep in different rooms, baby. Have you ever wondered how that made me feel?” “How did it make you feel?” She repeated.

"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.

AUTHOR'S POV SYDNEY held her ears, rocking back and forth. Gabriel's house was a small bungalow a few miles away from Beverly Hills. Sydney was scared shitless when Gabriel drove into the forest but heaved a sigh of relief when she saw a quaint bungalow with numerous logs of trees in front and tools carelessly on the ground. It's been exactly two hours since Gavin had asked for a divorce. As she sat by the fireplace, she could hear his hateful words haunting her mind.

I started the conversation. I chose not to head straight to the point, just to ensure a smooth conversation. I wanted to be certain that Dante paid full attention, to avoid making it seem as though I was speaking to myself alone. “Get on with it immediately. I am all ears,” he consented. “I am filing for divorce. Olivia and I have decided to go our separate ways,” I unleashed the bombshell that forced Dante to leave his seated position. “What did you just say? This must be a prank, isn't it? Wait a minute! What has this got to do with Adrian?”

Shaking my head, I followed her downstairs to find out what her end game was because I couldn’t believe that woman would want a divorce. “ What’s the game, Arianna? Is it money you want?” I found myself asking her because I was fighting the urge to come to terms with what was on these pieces of paper. With her back towards me, she said, “ I don’t want your money; all I need is a divorce.”, she looked over her shoulder at me and said, “Is that so hard to believe? That I just need a divorce?” she asked me with a look of disbelief on her face.

"Just chilling. Thought maybe I could help." I smiled, genuinely thankful, and gently pushed the door open. Laughter spilled out from inside. "Man, only you could've pulled that off, Clement. Leaving Faye stranded in Svalmere—bet she cried her eyes out." "So, when are you bringing her back?" I gripped the door handle tighter when I heard Clement's slow, relaxed drawl. "What's the rush? I'll bring her back when she learns her lesson. You guys won't believe this—she actually emailed me a divorce agreement the other day. Said she wanted to 'end things'. I almost died laughing. It's obviously a bluff.

The moment the words left Vanessa's mouth, silence fell over the room. They had all grown so used to Charity handling everything that none of them had stopped to think about what would happen when she actually left. The older woman stared at the crusted dishes, then at the screaming child, and her anger sharpened. "That woman has no sense of responsibility at all." Vanessa rolled her eyes. "She's the one who wanted the divorce." Before the argument could grow any uglier, Daniel's mother remembered the news burning inside her, and her whole expression changed. "I have something to tell you both."