Did Ethan And Olivia Get Divorced Novels & Stories

The reason he and I were no longer that close was because of Olivia and the secrets he was keeping for her. Ethan now knew more about my wife and son than I did. “Did you at least sign the divorce papers?” I went back to working on my laptop. Clearly, he didn’t want to tell me who the owner of that business was. I thought of everyone I knew who could have made a move like that one and all of them were in the dark, same as me.

Olivia said and turned to walk away. "Olivia," Ethan called out to her but Olivia ignored him. She entered the apartment and shut the door. She leaned against it in deep thought. Mr Carter came out of the living room and walked towards Olivia seeing her leaning against the door with her head lowered. He pulled her into a hug. Jeremy also came out of the living room and stood at the entrance. "Ethan did what he knew how to do best right?" Jeremy said "He divorced me because someone sent him an image of me and Jeremy which looked like we were kissing," Olivia told Mr Carter

We were exchanging deep kisses because I wanted Pennelope to know that I do not love her anymore, even though my heart screams the opposite. When she was already gone, I quickly pushed Elyse away from my lap. I do not feel anything. I did not have sex with Elyse. I just made her moan last night to sound like we were fucking. But I never did. The only thing I did to her was kiss her. That was the only thing we did, kissing. And I am disgusted with myself already. "What's wrong, Ethan?" She asked me, then held my arm. I did not move. I did not talk to her. My eyes were focused on the divorce paper that Pennelope just signed. I gulped, took the paper off the table, and then stood up.

I pulled it out and handed it to Ethan. He scanned it down and then glared at me in shock and anger, "You're actually leaving me?!" “Does that truly surprise you?” I ask, gesturing to the bed. “You can’t have thought I was happy in this marriage.” Dark clouds roll into his eyes, and he flips through the packet, stopping at the financial terms, “Everyone always said you were only with me for money.” Ethan hisses. “Was this your plan from the beginning? Did you marry me just so you could rob me blind in the divorce? Is that why you’ve been so cruel to Mom and Eve?” He accuses. “Because they were getting in the way of your plan?”

“Your mother’s right, Ethan. This is disgraceful. Bringing another woman into the house? While your wife is still here? Are you completely out of your mind?” Ethan stood at the center of the room, surrounded by his family’s disapproval. His jaw was clenched, his brows drawn, but his voice remained level. “We’re not married.” Silence. The room went utterly still. Vivian’s eyes widened, her lips parting as if she’d misheard. “What did you just say?” Ethan’s gaze slid toward Brielle, who stood by the doorway like a ghost…still, silent, pale. “We’re not married,” Ethan repeated. “We’ve been divorced for a while now.”

MAXWELL She signed the divorce. The jazz in the upscale bar felt too loud tonight. I was on my third whiskey, barely tasting it. Denver leaned back in the booth. “Lunatic. If you’re already regretting it, then you shouldn’t have divorced her in the first place.” “I’m not regretting it,” I said, staring into the glass. “Bullshit.” Denver snorted. “We’re supposed to be drinking and having fun, but you’ve been staring into that glass like it owes you money. If you’re going to sit here and brood, then you shouldn’t have rushed the divorce so soon.”

Just then, my phone screen shone bright. It was Ethan. He was texting again. His Almighty Kayla must be sleeping. 'Why didn't you go to the hospital??' He wrote. I scoffed and put down my phone. I had been stressed enough. There was nothing to say to him. All I needed now was good rest, eat, and recover so I could start processing my divorce with him.

My lawyer then slid a paper of the divorce finalization on the table in front of him while he was in a call he doesn’t want to end. “Sign here.” He said and Nathan barely looked up. “Mm,” Nathan mumbled and signed without reading it. I scoffed once again and leaned against my chair, glancing at the elders who are totally against of us divorcing. I grinned at their disappointed whispers and annoyance. That’s the alpha you are protecting with your lives for. Three years of marriage ended by a man too distracted to read what was in front of him. Even now that it’s done, he looked mildly inconvenienced. As though this hearing, or him simply signing a document were interrupting something more imp

"You're lying! You've always been good at it. And why would you tell me such a thing?" "Why would I lie about something like that?" Her face held a bewildered expression. "I don't know, but mother was married before. She has two kids. Father may be dead, but that certainly does not mean that he would have to be replaced—" "Mia—" "No! No you don't understand, Davina." My face was hot and a few passerbys looked at us curiously.

And the only contract Reino recognized was the first one about marriage. Lydia was quite surprised that her second contract was not revealed by Reino. She thought that Reino would tell her everything. And to be honest, Lydia is grateful that Reino kept it a secret. But about the divorce, he told her. "Wait a minute." Clarissa shrieked, stopping whatever Reino was about to say. "Does this mean that you are officially divorced?" "That's what it means. The contract was only for one year." Reino replied matter-of-factly.