Did Ethan And Olivia Get Divorced Novels & Stories

It hurts but I have to do this. I haven't opened it since Ethan gave it to me. Now that I have made up my mind to sign it, I decided to read it. It was stated that, for signing the divorce paper, I would be getting ten million dollars as compensation. "He thought my love for him was just ten million dollars?" I chuckled. He must have really thought that I married him because of his money. Ethan had already signed them. His signature was neat, emotionless, as though he just signed a contract, another business deal.

Adrian winced, pulling away from Liv before hopping to his feet. He looked behind me, his eyes red-rimmed like he’d been crying. I would hope not since he doesn’t have the right to cry. The person who suffered the most gets to cry, and he hasn’t gone through anything yet. His gaze kept scanning all around me like he was searching for something. “She’s not here, Adrian. She’s at a lawyer’s office filing for divorce.” I explained clearly. “What? I thought she was joking. She cannot leave me, Ethan. It was a mistake. Olivia and I got caught up in nostalgia. We did something we never intended to do. If she would just come back home and listen to me, we could work on this.”

he didn't even wait for him to finish when he threw the phone across the room shattering it into pieces. Zane and Ian exchanged a look but kept quiet. “Where the hell is my wife?” Ethan asked in defeat. Burying his face into his hands. “Ex-wife. She divorced you remember?” Zane leaned back. He hated to see his friend in pain, but after warning him countless times to stay away from Zoe, Zane couldn’t help but rub it in his face that he could have avoided all this if only he listened. Ethan looked up with bloodshot eyes, “It takes two to divorce and I’d rather die than sign those fucking papers!”

Ethan’s gaze darkened as he looked at Ava, his contempt barely concealed. “There’s no point explaining anything to her,” he said coldly. “Let’s go.” He reached for Emily’s hand. But Ava stepped forward, blocking their path. “Why don’t we finalize the divorce order now?” Ava asked calmly. “That way, we can each marry whoever we want and never have to deal with each other again.” Emily’s fingers clenched tightly at her side. A divorce order? Ethan told her they were already divorced. So why hadn’t he completed it?

After watching his car drive out of the Villa, she turned around and skipped into the house, heading for the dining area. "I am very happy, Madam." Elena brought her food. "I can see that things are now settled between you and the Young Master." "Me too, Elena." Eve chuckled. "Ethan is just a hopeless romantic. Can you believe that man loves me?" "Really, Madam?" Elena sat beside her. "Really." Eve laughed. "You should see the look on his face when my Grandpa wanted to separate us." Even in her past life, Ethan had never been himself again after they divorced. Now, she knew that he'd always had eyes for her from the time he saw her again when she was brought here to the city.

Anger at the life she had been forced into. For the first time in her marriage, Olivia allowed herself to feel it. She didn’t want to be controlled. She didn’t want to be owned. She didn’t want her life to be measured by what Nuel allowed. And unexpectedly—dangerously—when she closed her eyes, she saw Ethan. His steady hands. His quiet voice. His eyes that held no judgment, only understanding. He was forbidden. He was dangerous. He was the single thread of light in her darkness. And that frightened her more than anything Nuel could do.

Letters of demand from the banks began piling up, and debt collectors surrounded the Swanson villa every day, demanding payment. Kayla, who used to be extremely obedient and submissive toward Justin, quickly realized that the ship was sinking and immediately filed for divorce, demanding her portion of his assets. They then went on to make a huge scene about it, becoming the talk of the town. Now, the former loving couple was in court, tearing each other apart and exposing each other's dirtiest, most disgusting secrets. It was just horrifying to even watch. Everyone in Cornton witnessed Justin's downfall and mocked him for trading his gold for gravel. It ultimately landed him in a sticky mess

The moment Ethan saw it, his face went paler than a ghost. "This... this isn't..." He snatched the phone, his hands shaking. He scrolled down. A long history of taunts from Oliva filled the screen: "Did you see Ethan fight for me? He never did that for you, did he?" "He says you're a cold fish in bed. Nothing like me." "He came to me again tonight. Said being with you was suffocating him." They went back two years. Ethan stared at the messages, his face twisting in horror.

I looked up, first at the priest's face and then slowly to Ethan, who looked like someone trying to speed up the time and get the hell out of here, and then to the audience, whose eyes were pointing upwards, expecting answers, and then to the cameramen adjusting their cameras… “No…” I muttered. “What?” the priest asked. “I mean—y… yes, yes,” I said with a kind of smile that pulled all the veins in my neck. ‘Awwwwn,’ went the crowd, and everyone clapped. The priest turned to Ethan: “Ethan Rio Blackwood, do you take Sophia Anne Carter to be your wife, to love and cherish her through all the joys and challenges of her life, together, forever, and always?” “Well… no, I'm not ready to share my be

She added, separating herself from Hannah, who looked at her warily. "I know you, Olivia; what are you planning?" "Hannah... "Olivia clutched Hannah's hands. "Now you know that I like your brother, you can get him to like me back." "Livia... "Olivia shook her head, interrupting Hannah. "Don't you see how perfect a couple Ethan and I would be? And you can help achieve that." "Olivia!" Hannah yelled, removing her hands from Olivia's. "He has a girlfriend already! How can you ask that of me?"