Did Ethan And Olivia Get Divorced Novels & Stories

‎"Oops, that's gross." ‎"Hold on she was doing something, wait what?" Dylan suddenly exclaimed and ran back into my room. ‎"What are you doing? Who are you visiting? Why are you packing your clothes?" he rumbled nonstop. ‎I bit on my lower lip, the fact that he neglected me till the end. ‎"I'm not visiting anyone, I'm leaving Dylan," I muttered and he stayed quiet for some moments. ‎"Now that you talked about it, there is no reason to wait anymore.. Let's get a divorce Hailey," he muttered and for some reason, fresh tears brimmed in my eyes, even though I already told myself it was over.

He kissed her forehead. "You'll never have to find out." They spent the rest of the morning making plans. They would go to a charity gala next week. Together and in public. They would let the photographers take their pictures, then they would let the tabloids speculate. And then, once the story had built up enough momentum, Kier would confirm that he and Celestine were divorcing and that he and Sable were expecting a child. It was perfect and a clean plan.

Ethan retorts, his voice dripping with venom. "Don't speak about him like that!" Mrs. Lowe snaps. Then she sniffs disdainfully. "Where is that wife of yours? Is this how she takes care of you? I was actually starting to accept her, you know. She's obedient. Since she hasn't caused trouble lately, I decided to let her stay." Ethan laughs. A dry, humorless sound that scrapes his throat. "You accept her? It's too late, Mother." "What?" "We are divorced," Ethan says flatly.

"Wife? We divorced two years ago." I leaned in close to his ear, my voice a lethal silk. "Check your files, Ethan. The papers were never filed. You’re still very much married to me. And since you just publicly admitted Julian is 'marrying' me... I believe you’ve just helped me create the biggest scandal in the history of Wolfe Media." I pulled my arm away and walked off the stage, leaving both Wolfe brothers standing in the wreckage of their own arrogance.

"Here, I'm Dr. Jo. I'm not somebody's wife. I'm not somebody's anything." My mom took my hand, her eyes a little wet. "As long as you're happy, sweetheart. That's all that matters." Life kept going, quietly and steadily. I heard that Ethan had eventually left private practice entirely, taking a job at a Legal Aid Society in a small remote office. He was doing free representation for people who couldn't afford a lawyer. That was how he was paying off his past. Vivian had picked up another two years inside for behavioral issues. I heard these things and felt nothing.

Too much time had passed. Too many things had changed. Ethan's smile slowly faded. His eyes studied me carefully. "What happened to you, Liv?" The nickname broke something inside me. Nobody had called me that in years. Not since him. The tears came before I could stop them. Not pretty tears. Not controlled tears. Real tears. Honest tears. Years of pain exploded out of me. The miscarriages. The loneliness. The neglect. The debt. The humiliation. Everything. And Ethan listened. He didn't interrupt.

“Unfortunately, the house we shared is no longer a home to me. You destroyed that. Not Ethan. Not Sophia. You.” Hunter stood frozen. He reached out, but Olivia stepped back. “I’ll file for divorce as soon as possible,” she said firmly. Hunter’s eyes went hollow. “No... Olivia, please don’t do this...” But Olivia had already turned away. She took Ethan’s hand and walked off, leaving Hunter behind, drowning in the ruins he had created. --- After leaving the club, Ethan took Olivia to a quiet place—a rooftop café overlooking the city skyline. The night breeze swept across their faces, soothing the emotions still burning beneath the surface.

Mars followed suit, shaking his head. “Well,” Ethan stated before the two of them left the room, “We were going to get divorced after a year. Now we aren’t.” Olivia and Mars stopped in their tracks. “What?” Olivia looked between Ethan and I, her eyes wide. “Ethan-” I said in a low, warning tone. “What are you doing?” “I’m announcing that I love you, and that we are going to stay together after our contract has ended.” Ethan smiled at me, all proud of himself.

"Well, it's really simple. Find you a man who knows what he has. A woman like me? Urgh, you don't let me slip through your fingers." Olivia let out a fake smile almost immediately. "Well, that must be nice. For me, Ethan has always acted like he owned the entire world until he was humbled by his grandfather after his divorce from that b****, Jessica, came to light." "The moment the test results came out as negative and he found out who the father of the child was. It was over and within a week I was out of his house and his heart." Olivia finished, taking a sip of her fruit juice.

Olivia raised an eyebrow, "I can see you're going crazy.” Olivia's words were grating on my nerves, but I remained focused on my purpose. I glanced around the canteen before turning back to her. "That child isn't mine, and we're getting a divorce." Olivia's eyes widened in shock, and she gasped. "What?" she exclaimed. "You heard me right," I repeated. "We are getting divorced." Olivia stood up, her voice rising. "Ethan, you're joking! I'm not getting divorced! I'm your lawful wife, get that in your skull!"