Novel & Cerita Divorce Romance Novels

“What books do you like to read? I know you were always in my library back home, you loved to read. Is this something you still do?” “Oh, yes gosh I love reading. Anything to be honest but I prefer romance and thrillers, if they are combined then it is a definite winner. Truly though, Xander this is all rather fruitless. I have no intention of being your wife again. I simply can’t not with Violet still being in your life. If you want me you have to make the choice, Xander. Me or her. Simple as.” I watch as her eyes narrow slightly at me. Did she just give me an ultimatum?

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1: Divorce after 5 years. - Rule No. 2: Intimacy is not allowed. - Rule No. 3: Separate rooms until divorce. - Rule No. 4: No interference in each other's private business. - Rule No. 5: No falling in love with the other party. - Rule No. 6: Angel goes with her mum after the divorce. "What part of 'I don't want to marry you' don't you understand?" I retorted, feeling overwhelmed by frustration and anger.

Picking up the divorce papers from where I left them, I take off my wedding ring and hold the useless piece of shit between my fingers. Then, with perfect aim, I throw it. It hits him square in the face. He flinches, stunned. "I will mail you the divorce papers when I am done signing them. You can keep the damn house to yourself. You both are disgusting and you deserve each other." I spit the words out like they burn my tongue. With the divorce papers in my hand and my suitcase, I turn and walk the hell away. Outside, the anger inside me is still boiling hot and then I spot Damian's car, the same one I bought for him for his birthday three months ago and a smile spreads across my face.

“I can help you divorce your husband. I will also help you so that your mother doesn't try to commit suicide again. I will help you take revenge on your in-laws and your father. And if you want, I can help you take revenge for all his crimes against your mother. I will help you so that your father turns to pursue your mother's love. I can do anything for you in exchange for you helping me solve my problem," At that time, I was still confused about her words and didn't give an answer even a bit. I was afraid of being on the wrong path after all this time fighting tooth and nail and being patient because I didn't follow the path Eve was on. However, I cannot continue to be here like this witho

“Sign the damn divorce papers and you will be free.” He was being too offensive right now. “Give me a fucking reason!” “Because I can't do this anymore!” He rose to his feet with a deep frown on his face. “I am fed up with this relationship… Enough is enough, Sandy.” I chuckled. “That's not a valid reason for me.” Anthony nodded and stepped away from me. He picked up the divorce papers and flipped through the pages. “Don't worry, you're going to be compensated,” he said. “You'll be getting $200,000 every month. You'll get my mansion in Malibu, South Africa, Los Angeles and South Korea. You'll also have some of my land assets and–”

"He's even bringing her over for dinner tonight." Ollie's eyes grew round with exaggerated surprise. "Whoa! What did you do to get her to agree to end up with you?" He chuckled and punched me on the shoulder in what was supposed to be a playful manner, but he deliberately packed a lot of power into the punch. I didn't give him the satisfaction of seeing me wince. "Well, I'll believe you've gotten yourself a fiance when I see it... Oh, sorry, her." Grandma Martha nodded in agreement. "Anyway... did grandma tell you I've gotten officially divorced? I've gotten someone much, much better, someone more worthy of our family name." "Good for you," I said, keeping my expression deadpan.

I doubt the current smile on her face has fallen since the day she tossed my things out like roadside garbage. She wears cream today, the color of victory. Her lips curl faintly at the corners when she notices my gaze, as though she’s been waiting for this moment for years. Maybe she has. The lawyer clears his throat. “We’re here to finalize the divorce proceedings between Mr. Elijah Griffin and Mrs. Scarlett Griffin.” Mrs. The word lands heavy in my chest. Alice scoffs softly. “For now,” she mutters under her breath, not bothering to hide it. I say nothing.

I snap, my voice rising. Mom leans back, crossing her arms. The look she gives me is one I’ve seen before—a mix of disdain and disbelief, like I’m a child throwing a tantrum. She narrows her eyes. “You don’t get it, do you? This is how rich men are—they’ll always look for fun elsewhere. It doesn’t mean anything. It’s normal. What’s not normal is you refusing to accept it. That’s your job as his wife.” I stare at her, disbelief tightening my throat. “It’s not normal,” I say through gritted teeth. “It’s cruel. And for the record, I didn’t refuse him—he left me. Vince is the one who wanted the divorce. He’s the one who threw me away!”

Afterward, Ajax would drive her to her lesson. To Gwyneth, it was all very routine. In the adult world, divorce wasn’t some grand, earth-shattering event. Today’s day and age, divorce is like a phase. It was just something that happened. Especially for a woman like her, who had long since stopped entertaining dreams of love. That’s one of the reasons why she’s reading many romance novels, it was to indulge in fantasy but still stay in reality. It’s fun to act delusional sometimes, while being perfectly aware. It makes her dull, repetitive life come in colors. It was thrilling.