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I loved him too, but I guess it wasn't enough to keep him with me. He is a liar. A cheating bastard, and I regret ever wasting my love and time on him. I suck in a breath. My hand removes the cover of the pen, and without blinking twice, I scribble down my signature on the damn papers. I close back the pen and blow on the papers. Damian and his beloved Sophia can burn in hell. I am going to pick up the pieces of my life and become the go-getter bitch I've always been. A kind relief washes through me. A relief that feels so warm and free. I can't believe I am now a divorcee, but I can live with it.

Ah there it was the whole reason why they kept in contact with me during my marriage with Jacob it was only for the money, after our mother left they used me in anyway they could if its going to bring them cash, looking down on the table choosing my words carefully “ I have no money, Jacob and I are divorced “ I could see the minute that my words register in his brain, one minute he was standing behind the isles the next he was in front of me with his hand wrap around my next, squeezing the life out of me. I don't know if it was the alcohol that made me numb but for whatever reason I didn't fight him, I let him get it out of his system “ You B*tch, why? Would you be divorced, uh” I couldn't

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."

“Mother… does she really hate me?” “She doesn’t hate you, Bastian. She’s mourning the son she once knew,” Casandra replied. She opened the folder and pulled out an official document. “This is our divorce decree—granted in absentia by the court. As of today, legally and spiritually, we are strangers.” Bastian stared blankly at the paper. His name and Casandra’s were now separated by a cold legal seal. “You really erased me from your life?” “You erased yourself the moment you left me lying on that concrete floor,” Casandra answered, her voice sharpening slightly. “Every fracture in my bones that night was another nail in our marriage. You didn’t just betray me as a wife—you betrayed your own h

I have signed the divorce papers and left with nothing, but one thing is sure… He will regret it soon! Attention: This is the book 2 of Triumph Of My Cheating Husband.

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."

I didn’t even have to growl. Maybe he thought the divorce was temporary. Maybe he thought I’d come crawling back once the dust settled. But I wasn’t that kind of she-wolf. Divorce meant done. Final. No take-backs, no do-overs. And I wasn’t about to refuse what I rightfully earned. At home, after a nap, I sat at the table with my family and laid everything out. The betrayal. The divorce. Becky’s miraculous pup. The part where I almost choked on a breadstick while reading his “blessed” Facebook post?

Sienna, standing behind him, sees that it’s the divorce papers and immediately reaches into the pen holder with pretend grace, like she has done assisting him a thousand times before, with a glint in her eyes. “Here, Alpha,” she says sweetly, holding it out to him like a helpful secretary. I roll my eyes at the show she’s trying to act in front of me. Keegan is just as impressed. He doesn’t take it and keeps his eyes fixed on me. “You really want a divorce that badly?” My eyes turn sharper as I firmly reply, “Yes.” With a motion of my hand to emphasise my desire, I continue, “I want to draw a line between us as soon as possible.”

So, she recognized her instantly and stepped forward. "You and Xavier have been divorced for years," Angela said evenly. "He's a free man now. He can marry whomever he wants." "Shut up!" Melanie slammed her fist against the round table, sending the coffee cup toppling over. Its contents spilled over the edge, soaking her tailored trousers. Gnashing her teeth, Melanie spat at Angela, "He's my husband! Who do you think you are? What makes you think you can have him? So what if we're divorced? Xavier promised he'd remarry me! I came here to take him home!"