Beyond The Divorce Novel Novels & Stories

she said, giggling again at something he had said. Tomorrow, both of us will be free, I said in my head as I carefully sat down on the chair next to hers and moved the divorce paper across the little space between us, dropping it right in front of her. “Oh my gosh, Kyle, the photo you sent about the northern lights was perfect,” she said into her phone, giggling. A fresh frown coated my already down face as I looked up at Clara’s face, she was so closed up in her little bubble with Kyle that she hadn't even noticed the divorce paper I dropped in front of her.

She concealed her little comeback with a soured laughter. Laura's face became stern all of a sudden. But she needed to remain calm. Jonathan would pop up with his signal anytime soon. And she didn't want to add any more trouble to his plate by murdering a woman... "You're right," she breathed the words. "Divorce is for good women, like me. You should remain with the beast. The same fate would just happen, when Thomas will find some other lady more interested in and you wouldn't even matter anymore." Advancing closer till she met the shorter woman's ears, she whispered. "That's interesting to think about, right?"

She wandered in thoughts, thinking of possible ways out. Beep! Nita snapped out of reverie when her phone beeped. Upon unlocking the phone, she received a message. [I have signed the divorce papers. Let’s meet in an hour at the bar opposite my office.] *** An hour later. “Here you go, I have signed. I have my copy and you have yours.” “Good,” Nita answered Dennis coldly. Five-year marital union ended in less than a second. “I wish you the best in life.” “I would have said that to you too but I guess choosing her again is a sign that you have made the best decision in life.”

Liora sat on the balcony of Xavier’s luxurious home, a cup of warm tea in her hand. Leaning back in the wicker chair, she gazed at the bustling city below as lights flickered to life against the fading sunset. Her thoughts, however, were fixed on the news flashing across her tablet screen. The headlines splashed across every media outlet screamed a single story: Bella Anderson Files for Divorce Against Noah Anderson. Liora stared at the screen for a long moment before a slow, satisfied smile curved her lips.

“You deserved to know the truth, I know, but it was a… spur of the moment thing. What’s important is that everything is over. There’s no need for us to get stressed. In fact, after this divorce, the stress would be over. We can all pretend it never happened. Just like that! I give you full permission to treat Nikolai like how you always treat him. You punched him, right? Then, you can call it quits.” “You’re unbelievable, Belle. This isn’t a game.” “I just want it to be over, brother.” And that is the truth. They were long over, but it took a damn long time for her to realize that on her own. Maybe it was a good thing that he initiated the divorce papers, but it was an insult on her part to

Then, like bullets, his lethal words came blasting from his mouth. "But can I have a cup of coffee first?" I asked, hoping to slow his pace. "Can it wait? This is important. Tameka, I want a Divorce. It's been three years. I'm tired of this sexless and loveless marriage. But more importantly than that, Lizzy is very ill, and her only wish is to be married before she leaves this earth." I was floored. This isn't how I imagined it. "Copeland, I don't know what to say. You are catching me so off guard."

her mother asked. “Bruce and I are getting a divorce, Mom.” Finally, Sharon answered, holding her breath. “You’re getting a divorce?” her mother exclaimed in shock. But Sharon nodded, confirming that what she said was true. “But why, Sharon? Weren’t you deeply in love with each other? Your marriage has only lasted four months. Why suddenly say that you want a divorce? There must be something that caused all of this.” “Bruce’s parents want me to divorce him. They forced me to sign the divorce document. And Bruce doesn’t know,” Sharon explained.

Her indifferent attitude only seemed to make his gaze sharper. "Natalie, no man from the Johnson family has ever divorced; there have only been widowers." Natalie trembled slightly. She looked into the man's eyes, which were filled with complex emotions and anger. So, was this the reason he had burned her to death in her past life? With a trace of coldness in her eyes, she said, "Fine. Either you can be the first divorcee in your family, or you can go to hell!" Cedric was speechless.