Divorce Novels & Stories

This was what Josie really could not accept and felt most desperate about. However, when she heard from Christian that Merlin’s disappearance for so many days was due to some unexpected events, she burst into tears immediately and could not help but say to Christian, “Christian, to tell you some heartfelt words, if I didn’t still have some feelings for that b*stard, Merlin, I would have already filed for a divorce to the court on the grounds of de facto separation! After all, it’s easy to get divorced in the United States. We’ve been separated for years, so it’d be easy for us to get divorced in a

“Who doesn't know that Sila? My father himself is always talking about this with my mother, who Mr. Mustafa does not value the wife he has.” “But he told me that he was sorry for giving her a divorce and that he would try to reconcile. It seems that if it's less than a year, the divorce can be canceled in court and they get married again." “Now that they're divorced, what was it to regret? I would never take him back and you Luna”. “Allah deliver me from such a man.” “So does my uncle and Mrs. Umay are in a relationship”? “But did you stop to think, if they get married where will they live”?

“I can’t take this anymore, Devan! I want a divorce!” The words shot out of Vania’s mouth the moment Devandra stepped into their apartment and placed his work folder on the table. He hadn’t even taken off his shoes when her voice struck like a bullet straight to his chest. Devandra frowned, staring at his wife in disbelief. “What did you just say?” “I said… let’s get a divorce. I’m done holding onto this marriage alone.” Silence. Only the ticking of the wall clock echoed between them, loud and haunting.

The first thing that greeted me after I woke up was a tight slap to the cheek. Mom then yelled at me in disappointment, "You idiot! How dare you ask for a divorce from the Stallones? Don't you know that our family business relies heavily on the partnership with them? It's your honor to be able to marry someone of status! "I swear to god, if you ever dare to bring up divorce again, I'll break both your legs so that you'll never be able to leave!"

I didn't realize how easy it was to erase someone's existence. I left the divorce agreement behind and walked away for good.

6 Alex. The first thing everyone tells you about divorce is that it comes with relief, as if someone finally cuts you loose from a bad anchor. They don’t tell you about the empty echo of footsteps on hardwood floors or the way silence starts to hum around you like an old fridge with a broken motor. It wasn’t freedom. It was hollow.

“So what, after saying and I quote ‘Aiden is just a friend,’ ‘You need to stop believing anything would ever happen between Aiden and I,’ you just forgot all that?” “He divorced me!” I snapped, my voice breaking before I could stop it. “I never… never thought about leaving him. I tried to fix our marriage. I booked therapy for us, he showed up only the first day and forgot the rest. I tried guidance and counseling and he never came. Sex stopped being sex. The only reason I have Hope is because one night he came home drunk out of his mind. From the next day after he woke up in bed with me, he went from coming home at 3 a.m. to not coming back at all, and still

I asked with a hint of urgency in my voice. “I’m just on my lunch break, you sound sad. Is everything okay?” She asked, her voice laced with concern. Celeste had this superpower of knowing when things were wrong with me even through the phone. I responded with a scoff. “No, everything isn’t okay.” My voice was slightly cracked. “Patrick wants a divorce.” My heart shattered into a million pieces as I voiced it out loud. “What?” She gasped in disbelief. “A divorce? Why?” I shrugged my shoulders. “He said I cheated on him.”

“Diane, I threw a birthday party for you twice. You didn’t show up.” “Because I was busy!” “Exactly! You’re always fucking busy.” The veins in my neck bulged. “Do you even remember you’re married? Because it seems like I’m the only one putting some effort into making this work. I love you, Diane. I love you so fucking much, but sometimes you make it hard to.” I took a step forward, my voice cracking. “We sleep in different rooms, baby. Have you ever wondered how that made me feel?” “How did it make you feel?” She repeated.

Atticus affirmed, “I’m here because I need your help with something.” “How can I assist you, Mr. Atticus? If I can, I’ll give it my all.” He looked as if he were grappling with his thoughts, trying to find the right words. Then he said two words that shocked me. “Divorce!” I was stunned for a good while. “Mr. Atticus, are you joking? I’m afraid I can’t help you with this. It’s not easy to dissolve one marriage. I can’t involve myself in just anything. Besides, you’re well aware of how your sister-in-law feels about me. I...”