Brooks Divorced Novels & Stories

He looked up to see his assistant, Marie, standing in the doorway with a look of concern etched on her face. "Mr. Brooks," she stammered. "There's been another news report doing the rounds online. It's. about your divorce." Philip's stomach tightened. He knew exactly where this was going. "What did it say? Marie shifted uncomfortably. "It's just rumors, but they are saying you and Mrs. Brooks are in some heated divorce battle, and some even claim you're trying to cut her out of her rightful share." Philip felt his jaw clench. He knew it was Bianca behind this, using her connections to spin this into her favor and make her come out as the victim.

“Evidence? Who will believe a pathetic, unstable wife like you?” The divorce battle was brutal and public. Ronan’s lawyers tried to paint Sarah as an unfit mother who abandoned her duties and had secret affairs. But the photos of bruises, the financial control records, and Shenina’s own innocent statements to the child psychologist turned the tide. After months of hearings, the judge granted Sarah primary custody of Shenina with generous visitation for Ronan. She also received a substantial settlement, far more than Ronan wanted to give, thanks to Alex’s team exposing hidden assets.

Brooks touched his hand and added," Honey, we should talk to Angela. If Eric is not ready to do that." Mr.Brooks thinks about it but soon shook his head in denial. "No. We can't do that!" "But why?" Mrs.Brooks felt desperate. "Because it's a matter between husband and wife. If they truly wanted to break up. We can't let them get involved with each other. Where they both can not be happy. And more importantly, I don't think we should make the same mistake in the past in choosing their path." Mrs. Brooks's lips sealed to hear him. She knew her husband was right. They are already suffering still now for their past decision and now getting themselves again between their matters, only going to re

My voice cracked. Oscar remained still. “He’s made his decision.” I shook my head. “No. He didn’t even speak to me. He didn’t ask me what happened. I didn’t do anything. Your client’s mother set me up! And you’re sitting here handing me—” my throat tightened, “—this?” He didn’t flinch. “Mr. Brooks believes the evidence presented by his family is strong enough. He’s decided to end the marriage quietly.” I stared at the paper, vision blurring.

Atticus affirmed, “I’m here because I need your help with something.” “How can I assist you, Mr. Atticus? If I can, I’ll give it my all.” He looked as if he were grappling with his thoughts, trying to find the right words. Then he said two words that shocked me. “Divorce!” I was stunned for a good while. “Mr. Atticus, are you joking? I’m afraid I can’t help you with this. It’s not easy to dissolve one marriage. I can’t involve myself in just anything. Besides, you’re well aware of how your sister-in-law feels about me. I...”

The cup struck Jensen squarely on the shoulder before he had time to dodge. 'Crash!' Glass shattered across the floor just as Brooke burst in through the doorway. She rushed to shield Jensen, her voice sharp with fury as she barked at me. "Noelle Zavala, don't forget—you and Jensen are already divorced! If you've got anger, take it out on me, not my husband. Watch yourself, or I'll call the police!"

Five Years Later... Alexander's POV "And I assure you, we've elevated our standards; the Brooks Company will never let its customers down," I said with a smile as the interviewer signaled her crew to stop recording. "Thank you so much, Mr. Alexander Brooks. Again, it's an honor having you here today." "Again, it's my pleasure, Miss Zoe," Frederick approached me, "is the car ready?" He nodded. As I tried to leave, Zoe stopped me. "May I ask, Mr. Brooks?" she asked with a giggle, "has the divorce been finalized?"

At that moment Sara spoke to him. —Not long ago you made my life a mess. While you were saying, "Who told you to get married, now I'm the one telling you, "Who told you to get divorced? Saying that with an angelic face, staring at the poker face of her ex—husband.

I suppressed the emotions bubbling inside me and turned to leave, each step filled with determination and resolve. He watched my retreating figure, momentarily lost in thought, unable to process what had just happened. I had been acting strange since yesterday. Suddenly wanting a divorce today? I must have lost my mind in his eyes. Ethan Brooks had already brought him a fresh set of clothes and timidly asked, “Dominic, is Vivian really going to divorce you?” “Heh, it’s just a bluff,” Dominic Blackwood replied confidently. He was sure that by the end of the night, I would be crying and begging for his forgiveness.

What did he want from me? "I can help you get revenge on Ryan Moore but first you have to divorce him and get married to me."