Novel & Cerita Divorce Romance Novels

He growled as he threw her across the room and stormed out! Amara landed on the floor with a thud as her heart was broken into a thousand pieces all over again. She sobbed as she wondered when her husband had begun to feel such a way about her, "Did he ever love me? Was it the company he was interested in all along?" She asked herself. 'Who have I wronged to go through such kind of pain?' The thought crossed her as she reached for the box that was on the bed. She picked up the note which read

He took deep breaths, leaning back. 'You will never get a child. ' I knew that was the last thing on Colton's mind. He wasn't the type, it was far off from Colton. He had other priorities, Colton was not the type to give up anything. That's why he married me, to gain the family's inheritance and grant their wish for a wife, it was forced on him. We'd been together for a year, I knew what was coming next, the divorce. He had it all planned and it was so hard to read him, this marriage was nothing but a sham. That was all it could ever be.

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.

The cruel words echoed through the room as he stared at me with complete disdain. I nodded in agreement. "You're right. No man LIKE YOU would ever marry me. Because after everything you've done, I will never allow someone like you into my life again." I paused before pointing directly at him. "And one more thing." Richard's brows furrowed. I looked him straight in the eye, then said. "You made the biggest mistake of your life by divorcing me, Richard. For every single thing you've done to me, I swear I'll make you pay for it. And when that day comes, you'll regret everything."

“That’s the problem.” I frowned slightly. “What does that mean?” Amelia groaned dramatically into the phone. “Bella, my father is a walking problem for women. The man doesn’t even try and women still throw themselves at him.” I swallowed hard. Tell me about it. “He’s handsome,” I admitted carefully. “Handsome?” Amelia laughed loudly. “Bella, that man has destroyed marriages without even trying.” I burst out laughing. The tension in my chest eased slightly. God, I really needed this conversation.

"What? People like romance." She turned back toward us. "Two people from completely different backgrounds and class meet through work. They spend a year together. They fall in love. Their relationship grows privately, away from the public eye." She spread her hands. "Then they get married." Genesis's head lifted slightly and said. "And then they get divorced." The room went silent. Esme's smile faded for half a second. "Yes." I glanced at Genesis. She was staring at her hands back again. Esme quickly continued.

Koko sat across from me, nursing a cappuccino, her sharp eyes studying my face like she could read every unspoken worry. “Eight months, Koko,” I said, stirring my oat milk latte even though it had gone lukewarm. “We’ve been married eight months and it feels like the fire just… disappeared. At night he comes to my bed—we sleep in separate rooms now by the way.” She gasped in shock. I chuckled in my head. If only Koko knew the extent to which my once can't keep hands off each other marriage had gone void of every chemistry. “He kisses my forehead like I’m some fragile porcelain doll, and then goes to sleep in the guest room, claiming he has work,” I continued. “No touching. No pulling me close

He buried his face in the crook of her neck, his chest heaving violently against hers as the echoes of their breaths filled the vast, quiet library. Grace held him just as tightly, her heart hammering a frantic rhythm against his ribs. In the absolute isolation of the East Wing library, under the shadow of the basalt wall, the clinical boundaries holding their marriage together had been completely reduced to ashes, leaving nothing behind but the raw, undeniable truth of the man who had built a fortress to keep her alive.