Beyond The Divorce Novel Novels & Stories

"RECENT FINDINGS AND SOURCES HAVE REPORTED THAT THERE WAS A LOT OF SECRETS IN THEIR MARRIAGE. FOR INSTANCE, ALPHA NATHANIEL ENDURED TWO YEARS OF MARRIAGE WITH HIS EX-WIFE WITH THE KNOWLEDGE THAT SHE WAS BARREN AND HAD NO WOMB." I inhaled sharply, feeling like a bomb was dropped on the car. Blood rushed through my ears as I clutched my chest, struggling to breathe. This couldn't be happening to me. It wasn't possible. But it was, and it just kept going on and on. "OTHER SOURCES CLAIM THAT THE FINAL STRAW WHICH LED TO THE DIVORCE WAS A MENTAL ILLNESS WHICH ATTACKED THE EX-WIFE, CLARA. ON THE REPORTED DAY OF DIVORCE, SHE WAS FOUND CRYING AND THROWING HERSELF ON THE STREET, A CLEAR SIGN THAT SHE

“I might have sounded crazy some seconds ago, but I meant every inch of my words. I want you. I want all of you, and as long as I am here, no one in the world can hurt you. No one at all.” Nova’s lips parted to say a word, but she pressed my fingers against the soft flesh, silencing her for a second. “I could help you get a divorce, Nova. With me here, you can be out of that marriage. You do not have to worry.” The tension in the room shifted after my words, and Nova looked away gently like she was trying to avoid something. Divorce would naturally excite any woman in a toxic marriage, why is she reacting differently? My brows pulled together gently, then I moved my hand to her chin, directi

After just two years of working, I saved up and bought my own apartment. "You, on the other hand, didn't seem to have achieved much despite having everything handed to you by your family. I think that shows I'm more capable than you." Right then, Clement snapped. He grabbed the divorce papers and hurled them at me. I stepped back quickly, and Vincent raised his arm to shield me. The papers fluttered to the floor after hitting his arm. I let out a small sigh. Great. Now I'd have to reprint them. Clement's face twisted with anger as he barked at Vincent, "What are you doing? Whose side are you on?"

"Look, I meant to do this more gently, but I guess the timing worked out. I want a divorce, Melanie. Here are the divorce papers." She couldn’t believe what she had just heard. “Divorce?” She asked in a shaky voice, her eyes darting between Hardin and the papers. “I've already signed. It's over, Melanie, as of today. Now please leave so Natalia and I can celebrate my birthday properly." Melanie felt as though her heart was going to burst out of her chest any moment from now on. She was shaking with hurt, anger, and disbelief. She stood numbly, staring down at the divorce papers Hardin had thrown in her face. It was hard to believe this was really happening—that after two years of marriage, h

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

I came to understand that the grass isn't greener on the other side after all. "Do you think Cyril is aware of this new development? Or perhaps his grandmother orchestrated the plan for her selfish reasons?" Kate asked me. "How am I supposed to know? Who cares anyway? They should go to hell for all I care." I frowned. "Make me understand. That wasn't the reaction I expected from you. What are you going to do about this? Surely, you're not going to fold your arms, are you?" Kate indulged me. “I am considering getting a divorce from this illusion called marriage. I don't have to continue like this.,” I proclaimed.

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.

None of this made any sense. “Just two days ago…” I whispered shakily. “You were my husband. You were still my loving husband.” Vincent exhaled impatiently. “It would be better if you just sign the divorce papers tomorrow and leave without causing any problems,” he said. “I just want this to be over.” Then he bent down, lifted Janice into his arms bridal-style, and walked out of the kitchen with her as if I didn’t exist. I stood there in my black robe, trembling, staring at the empty space he left behind.

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