Divorce Books Novels & Stories

That’s an ideal setting to start executing my plan. I spent the rest of the workday registering two new clients: Client One: A woman who caught her husband cheating in their matrimonial bed with a woman he had introduced as his "cousin" two months ago. Client Two: A man whose business flight was canceled, only for him to return home early and catch his wife with another man. Both wanted a divorce—the woman seeking full custody of her five-year-old daughter and the man determined to make sure his cheating wife left without a single asset.

"Feelings aren't a business deal, Liam. There's no settling the books." "Take all these documents and go. I don't want them." "My husband is Liam. The only assets to divide in our divorce are the $139,000 in our account. The rest has nothing to do with me." The hope in Liam's eyes dimmed piece by piece. "Babe, now even you won't acknowledge that I'm Liam?" "You're the one who chose to abandon that name. I'm only finally seeing that clearly."

Five months have of Vivian divorced Charles. He became nostalgic; having isolated himself from home and any usual communication except few letters she wrote to Vivian. Both of them were set apart by experiences they could not share or do anything about it because he was not excused by the library organization for holidays. That was one important thing that hindered him from coming home.

" she forced, her palm where cold and wet. "So, it has nothing to do with you or Gabriel..." she started the story. Emily frowned, "Are you sure? then why?!" she asked, impatiently. Dorothy sipped her coffee slowly, "Darius specter applied for divorce...." Emily was totally dumbfounded she covered her mouth, too shock to react to Dorothy's words. "What? How is that even possible?" She shook her head in disbelief. Dorothy put her coffee the bench, she breathed out heavily, "I think the divorce will give you some benefits," Benefit she turned her face Emily.

Half a year later, my lawyer contacted me with news about a breakthrough in the divorce case. The moment I landed, Andy met me with a shocking update. "Brother, big news! Those two are paralyzed. This is all divine retribution!" Andy pulled up a local news article from two days ago for me to read. It turned out that after I left, John got addicted to gambling again. He used Lily's money to gamble and lost millions. Typically, that would not have been such a big deal. However, without my connections and support, Lily's business started to decline rapidly.

"Your pitiful look disgusts me. How could I have been so blind to a useless fool like you?" I sneered and looked through the divorce agreement. It stated that I should give the car and the house, and she should have possession of all my music copyrights. "Shannon, is your head on straight? You're the one who's cheated on me. How dare you ask me to divorce and leave without a penny?" "You've wasted so many years of my youth, can I not ask for you to compensate me?"

She hummed, "Toby, tomorrow we will go through with the divorce proceedings! We got married before for Zoey's sake, but now Zoey is openly with Russell, so we don't have to keep the secret anymore. You and I can go our separate ways too." Toby's face darkened, "I said on my household registration that I am widowed, not divorced." Leanna was taken aback, "Do you want me to die?" Toby was amazed by her magical thought process, and half of his anger from earlier instantly dissipated. However, he still maintained an angry expression, "No. Don't mention divorce again in the future. It is absolutely impossible!" Leanna felt aggrieved, and tears fell down pitter-patter. She sniffed and said, "We go

As I hugged her tight to me, feeling her little arms wound around my neck; for the umpteenth time, I was glad that I decided to keep the pregnancy. The news of my pregnancy had, innitially, left me devastated. Normally, I would not have hesitated to run to Aiden and excitedly tell him that we were going to have a child together but then, I had just broke up with him. And with the discovery that caused our breakup, he probably was not ready to get tied down fathering a child.

No one. And with the accident… I’m barely able to walk. I refused physiotherapy. There’s no one to walk to anyway. And who would want to marry a girl who can never have children? That thought sits in my chest like a stone…I'll be a reject for life… alone for life. No thank you Hence the life books. Books that were supposed to “keep me positive,” whatever that meant. They felt more like reminders that everyone expected me to climb out of this hole I didn’t ask to fall into.

he said. Once the door closed behind him, I tore off the top page of the agreement, revealing the bolded words—"Divorce Agreement". If Ian had just been patient with me before answering Francesca's call, he would've discovered the truth. My hand trembled slightly as I held the divorce agreement. There was only one month left, just enough to erase the eight years I spent with him.