Divorce Romance Novels Novels & Stories

“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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“You know, you talk about him differently now. And you talk about him a lot.” Victoria frowned and denied it quickly. “I do not.” Julie shook her head slowly. “You do. In fact, you smile when you talk about him.” “That’s just your overactive imagination.” She countered. Julie ignored her. “I’ve written enough romance novels. And read even more.” Victoria immediately knew where this conversation was heading. “Oh no.” Julie nodded enthusiastically. “Oh yes.” She began counting on her fingers. “Contract marriage. Cold billionaire. Independent female lead. They’re forced to live together.”

Damian scanned the file in his hands, a faint, disdainful smile tugging at his mouth. Claire Bennett. Divorced. Twenty-four. A full decade younger than him. And apparently making the rounds through half the city's most eligible men since the divorce. What's the actual difference, he thought coldly, between this and something far less respectable? Just a matter of which men are doing the paying. Julian deserves better than this. A woman with this little self-awareness needs to be put in her place.

“I don’t need you stressing her out. It’s bad for the baby.” I stared at him, my heart breaking all over again. “She’s pregnant?” He nodded, finally looking up at me with a cold gaze. “Yeah. So don’t make this harder than it needs to be.” Something inside me snapped. “I want a divorce.” For the first time in months, I saw a flicker of emotion on his face—surprise, maybe even anger—but I didn’t care anymore. I couldn’t keep doing this. I couldn’t keep pretending like everything was okay. I took off my wedding ring and threw it at him. “I’m done, Lucas.

"But you've been into him for four years and finally married him. Why?" "Roxanne's back." It dawned on her immediately, and her eyes flared with anger as she called him out by name. "Christopher's married to you but still can't move on from her? That's outrageous! Take me to him! I've got your back!" I held her back with a smile. "Don't do anything crazy, Zoe. If I divorce him, I'll walk away with half his assets. I'll be swimming in cash, and trust me, I can have any man I want after that."

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.

Her husband looked increasingly angry to see that the password was not false and Eve was able to get into her accout’s application. “You are indeed a fraud. I should have trusted Shirley, who has been my friend for a long time, more than a cheap woman from the outskirts of the market like you," “Dude, please believe me!” Eve seemed to beg by falling down and hugging one of her husband's legs. “I will divorce you immediately. I've already met a lot of women like you out there, A Gold Digger!” said Eve's husband as he forcibly pulled his cell phone which was in Eve's hand, then left the crying woman who seemed to be sitting limp on the floor.

“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–”