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Twenty-four hours. That was how long I lasted as Mrs. Crane, I stared at the papers on Jason’s desk. I kept waiting for the words to scramble into a joke, but they just sat there, heavy and permanent. DIVORCE AGREEMENT. My throat went completely dry just a few hours ago. I'd woken up in his bed with the scent of his skin still on the sheets,I could remember touching the empty side of the mattress and smiling like an idiot, thinking our arranged marriage actually had a chance.

“For our divorce fee, of course!” Liam burst out laughing. *** The author has something to say: Liam: In the future, there will be No divorce just DIVe with fORCE! If you know, you know.

“It won’t happen again. Things wouldn’t be the same. I promise.” “Yes. It won’t happen again because we’re over. We can finally have that clean slate together.” Belle offered a friendly smile. It’s already forgotten. Now, all she had to do was let go. Not having a memory of how painful it must have been has made that step a lot easier. “We can be friends and co-parents after the divorce, right?” Nikolai crashed her lips into hers while his hands were on her hips. Belle lost her balance and her butt landed on the hood of his car completely. Under the night sky and the billion twinkling stars, her soon-to-be ex-husband was kissing her.

Hello dearies, As you all know, My Ex-Husband Wants Me Back After Two Years Of Divorce, has officially come to an end🎉 As the book comes to an end, I want to take this opportunity to express my heartfelt gratitude. Thank you to everyone who supported the story by offering gems, leaving sweet reviews, and comments. The book wouldn't be where it is without your support. 🫶🫶❤️ I understand that some of you may not be happy with the ending or with the way the story turned out, and for that, I sincerely apologize.

But instead, she took a deep breath. “I want a divorce.” Andy blinked. “Divorce? You’re joking.” But Anna wasn’t smiling. “No, Andy. I’m done. I won’t share a roof with you and your mistress.” Andy scoffed. “Be serious, Anna. You can’t live without me. You need me.” Anna’s smile turned deadly. “Oh, you think so?” She stepped closer, her voice sharp as a dagger. “Watch me, dear husband. I can live without you.”

Our story. A story of survival. I set down the wine glass and opened the laptop. The document with my scattered chapters fills the screen. I close it and open a new one. My fingers hover over the keyboard. Then I type: THE DIVORCE CLAUSE The title feels right. Perfect, even. A story about contracts and clauses and the fine print of marriage. About what happens when you sign away your life and then fight to get it back. Daniel reads over my shoulder. "The Divorce Clause. I like it."

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He had even tried to drive Bianca out of the legal world to prevent her from meddling in Natalie's affairs. That was something Bianca hadn't told Natalie. He had been so determined to make sure Bianca had no place left in the legal field! How could such a resolute person suddenly agree to a divorce? Natalie replied, "He agreed to the divorce on the condition that I lend my eyes to that woman temporarily." "What?!" Bianca was shocked. She stared at Natalie with a mix of disbelief and fear. So, the reason for her smooth divorce was agreeing to this insane condition from Cedric?

Once Jayna's gone, everywhere goes silent. “Uhm– have you a seat,” I say, short of words. She stares at the couch and shakes her head. “That won't be necessary. I'm here to get the divorce papers myself,” I stopped breathing. “Wha— what?” She extends her hand. “The divorce papers, Killian.” I'm trying hard not to stutter, to be calm. She crosses her arms, impatient. But the look in her eyes tells me all I need to know. I move and she stands there, watching.

"I'm going to lay it out plainly today. Either you keep your distance from her, or we get divorced." I took the agreement out of my bag, my fingers curling tight beneath the paper. Theo, I'm trying one last time. Just say yes. You can't even agree to a small thing like keeping your distance? He glanced at me, his eyes dropping to the agreement, then sliding away. "You're making a scene over this?" His voice wasn't loud, but it carried a kind of condescension. "Vera, I thought you of all people understood boundaries." "Boundaries?"