Divorce Romance Novels Novels & Stories

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...”

The man, who had once loved me so warmly, used the cruelest words imaginable, tearing my heart apart one sentence at a time. Maybe our marriage had started falling apart from that moment on. Nevertheless, for years, I clung desperately to the hope that somewhere inside our marriage, there was still a trace of love left to find. After eight years and nine divorces, I was tired. I didn't want to keep searching anymore. Maybe it would be easier to pretend we'd never loved each other at all. I thought I had reached the point where nothing could hurt me anymore. When Ryland returned after comforting her, he found me staring at him with bloodshot eyes.

I whisper, forcing a smile, hoping for even a flicker of warmth in his eyes. “Open it,” he says, the words sharp, almost impatient. I swallow, my fingers trembling as I take the envelope. It’s lighter than I expect, and an inexplicable dread creeps up my spine. Has he bought another mansion in my name? Damion can be full of surprises. But as I slide out the paper, the world seems to slow. My eyes scan the page, and I feel the floor vanish beneath my feet. Divorce papers. The words blur, the room closing in as if it’s suffocating me. I look up at him, searching for some sign that this is a cruel joke. “Damion, what is this? Divorce papers? On our anniversary?”

Liberty no longer looked as tough as she did earlier and leaned against the elevator wall weakly. She was ready for divorce, but when she saw Hank protecting Jessica like that, Liberty felt despondent because Hank had hit her, scolded her, and filed for a divorce for Jessica’s sake. They had known each other for twelve years, dated for seven and married for three. All of that was about to end. Was marriage really the graveyard for romance? “Liberty…” Serenity walked over and hugged her sister. “I’m fine.” Liberty did not even want to cry anymore.

“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 never complained. I faked my s

"RECENT FINDINGS AND SOURCES HAVE REPORTED THAT THERE WAS A LOT OF SECRETS IN THEIR MARRIAGE. FOR INSTANCE, ALPHA NATHANIEL ENDURED TWO YEARS OF MARRIAGE WITH HIS EX-WIFE WITH THE KNOWLEDGE THAT SHE WAS BARREN AND HAD NO WOMB." I inhaled sharply, feeling like a bomb was dropped on the car. Blood rushed through my ears as I clutched my chest, struggling to breathe. This couldn't be happening to me. It wasn't possible. But it was, and it just kept going on and on. "OTHER SOURCES CLAIM THAT THE FINAL STRAW WHICH LED TO THE DIVORCE WAS A MENTAL ILLNESS WHICH ATTACKED THE EX-WIFE, CLARA. ON THE REPORTED DAY OF DIVORCE, SHE WAS FOUND CRYING AND THROWING HERSELF ON THE STREET, A CLEAR SIGN THAT SHE

I said. "First we get you a job. Something good, something that starts rebuilding your financial independence quietly. Then when you have enough to stand on your own two feet — you divorce him. You build from there. And when you are ready, when you are strong enough, you come back for your share of that business. It was willed to both of you by your grandparents. He cannot erase that. But you need to be in a position of strength before you go after it." I sat with that for a long moment.

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I shook her hands off me and grabbed my dad's and Erin's hands instead. I said, "Mom, this is the last time I'll ever call you that. I'm not you. I didn't rot my brain reading those stupid romance novels! From now on, the four of us will live happily together. As for you, do yourself a favor and remove those trashy books from your phone!" Seeing that I showed no remorse, she flew into a rage. She cursed at me, saying, "I must have underestimated that vixen's methods! So what if they're married? They can still get divorced!"

He turned to answer something another person said, and she was left reeling a bit. Get it together, girl. This high school crush needed to go away. Maybe she should take a break from all the romance novels. The idea made a bit of her wither. Romance novels had gotten her through her divorce. They gave her hope for a better future. She got to escape her sad reality with each turn of the page. But Benjamin wasn't going to be like a character in a book. He was a real man with flaws and all. She'd do well to remember that her last fairy tale ending hadn't worked out so great for her.