Divorce Finally Made Him Break Novels & Stories

"My decision is final." "I did not say that I wanted divorce, okay? Supposing you wanted to push this through, how would you pay me? I demand compensation for breaking the contract. My family does not want any of us to get divorce. They will question me, Kitten. They will say that I am not taking good care of my wife." He might also lose his inheritance. He forgot to tell me that. “They will disown me.” It was only a façade that he was stopping me. But deep inside, he was celebrating that I brought divorce again.

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."

I don't get a chance to say anything further because he's covered the distance between us, a raw hunger in his eyes that I recognize all too well. His hand curls around my nape, and he whispers hoarsely, "My divorce was finalized." I stare at him, stunned. But the shock fades within moments as his true meaning hits me. It has taken a physical effort not to tear off Morris's clothes every time he comes over, but now -

I heard Vincent's furious shouts and Queenie's sobs, but I didn't care. When I got into the car, Mom called to inform me that the divorce papers were ready. I returned home and packed up my things. Just as I was about to leave, Vincent called me. While answering the phone, I accidentally knocked the rose quartz bracelet he'd crafted for me against a hard surface, causing it to crack and shatter into pieces. I gaped at the rose quartz fragments littering the floor and felt an inexplicable rush of relief. Perhaps it was for the best that the bracelet shattered. It was long overdue, much like the end of our marriage.

I stayed on the table and let him talk. "He's not okay," he went on. "Dad. He thinks winning this—the eviction, the divorce, all of it—he thinks it'll fix something. But he's just alone in that house with Sarah, and she's already looking at him different. I see it. He doesn't, but I do." He made that hollow sound again. "Congratulations. You broke him too." The words landed heavy and cold in my chest. "I didn't want to break anyone," I said. "I just wanted out."

I whispered. “Shut up, you whore. I am glad I never opened my heart to you. I will never do so anyway.” Victor fired before throwing a file that Dorcas handed him.“Those are the divorce papers. You don’t need to sign them. Our marriage wasn't even registered. As far as the law is concerned, we were never married.” Tears streamed down my face. I had been deceived the entire time. Victor then turned toward the door. “Take her away. She has tried, time and again, to hurt my fiancée.”

“You’re imagining things, Sophia. Nothing happened last night.” “Then why did you look so hurt when you kicked the door open?” His eyes flew open. “What?” “I saw the look in your eyes.” I swallowed. “My mom must have said something to—” “Drop it.” “But—” “Drop it, Sophia.” He grabbed his coffee, pushed mine toward me, and walked out of the kitchen. If this was what marriage looked like—two people sharing a house but not a life—then I wanted no part of it.

A broken marriage. A cheating father. A home poisoned by lies. I couldn't do that to my baby. And I couldn't do it to myself either. By the time sunlight filled the room completely, I had made my decision. I was going to divorce my husband. Get the abortion. And leave his life forever. I was done being the only one fighting for a marriage that died long ago.

It turned out she had always believed that I was only spending Neil's money and even that I was unworthy of joining the Young family. My seven years of effort and emptying my bank to support them were insignificant to her. A sense of unprecedented estrangement and exhaustion swept over me. It was even more chilling and absurd than Neil's betrayal. I abruptly raised my voice, coldly interrupting her incessant barrage of curses. "Fine! Since you believe Neil has been supporting you all along, please find your precious grandson Neil for all your expenses from now on!” I paused and uttered slowly, "Also, Neil and I are officially divorced. The Young family's affairs have absolutely nothing to do

“It's about what your ex-husband did five years ago.” I stared at him.“What did Cassian do?” Victor's smile disappeared.“He didn't just abandon you.” He looked at Luca.“He destroyed someone.”Then he looked back at me.“And your divorce was never supposed to happen.” I felt my hand shaking, “What?” Victor stepped backward.“Now ask yourself why Cassian was so desperate to find Eleanor.” I stared at him.For the first time, the story I had believed for years began to crack.Cassian's obsession with Eleanor and his sudden interest in custody.