Did Ethan And Olivia Get Divorced Novels & Stories

he asked. “It means... we’re not going to be seeing each other anymore. I broke up with him.” He let out a slow, deliberate breath. I watched the movement of his chest, and I could have sworn I saw his shoulders relax just a fraction. A silent, internal sigh of relief. Or maybe I was projecting. I wanted it to be relief. I wanted him to be relieved that I was no longer with Ethan. “Good,” he simply said. Just that. Good. My chest tightened with sudden, sharp frustration. That was it? No, ‘Are you okay?’ or ‘That’s probably for the best?’ Just a flat, approving ‘Good’ as if I’d finally turned in a late homework assignment.

“What am I supposed to do now, Ethan? How can I fix all this?” Ethan took a deep breath and sat down beside the bed. “You’ve done plenty to ruin your relationship with Olivia, David. But if there’s one thing that can still save you—it’s honesty. Be truthful with her. Tell her how you really feel.” David turned away, his voice breaking. “But she’s dead, Ethan. She died in that fire. I’m too late. I don’t even know if she could ever look at me again.” “What? Olivia’s dead? That’s impossible! She’s the one who brought you here,” Ethan said, astonished.

"Yeah, I've been with someone else. But honestly, hand on your heart, what's left between us? No spark. I know your body, I've touched every inch of it, and I don't feel anything anymore. I'm a man. I need something alive." "Julie knows how to make me feel things I haven't felt in years. I'm not cutting her off. And you're not leaving." My fingers were shaking. "Ethan. You bastard!" I swung at him. He caught my wrist, his thumb pressed against my pulse. "I have no feelings for you anymore," he said, his voice smooth and almost gentle. "But the whole family respects your position. We shouldn't get divorced." I yanked. He held tighter. A smile at the corner of his mouth.

I said flatly. The memories and resentment I had buried started rising again. I took a shaky breath and looked at him. "You've made a lot of promises, but you've never kept a single one. But there's one promise I need you to keep. Divorce me and give us both a clean break, okay?" His jaw clenched. Something flickered in his eyes, but it quickly disappeared. Silence fell between us. Eventually, he spoke. "I'll agree to the divorce, but you must promise not to interfere with Daphne's life again."

Alisa argued. Lydia nodded in agreement. “That’s true. Grandpa Gerald is dead. No one will force you to stay married to her anymore” Ethan didn’t understand why, but he hated the word divorce. He had promised his grandfather he would treat her well. Divorcing her would be going against his orders. “I’m not divorcing her. Don’t bring this up again” he told them and walked upstairs. “Mom” Lydia turned to her mother with wide eyes. “What just happened? I thought Ethan would be happy to finally get rid of that woman”

Olivia stared at the divorce papers without saying a word, but her mind had already drifted far away. She had loved this man for fifteen years. Their parents had been close colleagues, and after her parents passed away, she was entrusted to Ethan’s father. Back then, she thought her love would remain one sided forever until the day Ethan suddenly started getting closer to her. She still remembered the day he proposed to her. The day she said yes. The day she found out she was carrying his child and ran to him excitedly only to be dismissed coldly.

Ocean looks at me. "Sit down, Lola. This concerns you." I sink onto the couch, gripping my hands together. Ocean stands in the center of the room, fury radiating from him. "I'm going to ask you a question, and Ethan you better answer me truthfully. Did you file for divorce yesterday?" The world stops. Everything inside me goes cold. Divorce? No. I look at Ethan, desperately hoping I misheard. But Ethan's smile widens. "Yes," he says. "I did."

"Yeah?" "Marcus. It's me,” Ethan said, and I had to resist the urge to gag. I hadn't heard from him in weeks. Not since the Santorini incident, when I screamed insults at Emily and told her I wanted a divorce. Even at the office, I made sure to avoid him as much as possible. And now, it seemed my peace and quiet was over. "What do you want?" I asked. "I have some news, and I thought you should hear it from me,” he said. “Olivia's pregnant."

No one knew how long she had withstood the challenges before she gave up on her faith. Olivia was right, though. Ethan wanted a divorce as revenge and also to legalize the status of his out-of-wedlock children. Ethan was surprised to find that he wasn't as happy as he expected when Olivia gave up on him after a year. "Giving up on you? Dream on! You will be staying here from today. Remember, you're mine forever!" Olivia's tears dripped onto Ethan's face, which made him affected by her sadness. Frustrated, he took out his phone and showed her the photo of Keith in an ambulance.

Oliver’s asked. “You worried too much, are you always like this? Nate isn’t a kid so he will be fine” Ethan said and Oliver nod her head. “When are you guys going to prepare the divorce paper?” Oliver asked, she suddenly felt like divorcing him fast. “Anytime you want we can even start tomorrow” Ethan replied. “Good, I will be very happy if you can start tomorrow” Oliver replied. “Yeah, I’ll discuss with Nate when he comes back” Ethan replied.