Divorce Stories Novels & Stories

Our story. A story of survival. I set down the wine glass and opened the laptop. The document with my scattered chapters fills the screen. I close it and open a new one. My fingers hover over the keyboard. Then I type: THE DIVORCE CLAUSE The title feels right. Perfect, even. A story about contracts and clauses and the fine print of marriage. About what happens when you sign away your life and then fight to get it back. Daniel reads over my shoulder. "The Divorce Clause. I like it."

" she forced, her palm where cold and wet. "So, it has nothing to do with you or Gabriel..." she started the story. Emily frowned, "Are you sure? then why?!" she asked, impatiently. Dorothy sipped her coffee slowly, "Darius specter applied for divorce...." Emily was totally dumbfounded she covered her mouth, too shock to react to Dorothy's words. "What? How is that even possible?" She shook her head in disbelief. Dorothy put her coffee the bench, she breathed out heavily, "I think the divorce will give you some benefits," Benefit she turned her face Emily.

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.

So what divorce are you talking about? There's nothing like divorce in our story. I'm just a man who is trying to woo a young, beautiful woman."

6 months later ✓ ✓ "Jordan? What the fuck do you mean by divorce... After we've been married for three freaking years with a two-year-old son, you're asking for a divorce? Why... Why? What is the problem? We've never had any issues, I've been taking care of you." Ashley continues to rant and yell, her hands flying around like she’s physically trying to swat the word ‘divorce’ out of the air. She picks up the paper I handed her a few minutes ago and stares at it like it's a joke she can laugh away. But it’s not. I’d thought long and hard about this. If I want to avoid ending up back in the same situation, if I want to survive this second chance I’ve been given, I need to make sure she’s out o

E L L E I nodded, "That's part of my divorce story that the media never knew about. They were fine with just hearing one side of the story, you know? I lost a pregnancy while trying to save my marriage, and I fell into depression for a year after the divorce. That was hands down the worst moments of my life. And it was difficult because I was alone. The only person who knew about it were my parents. And I didn't talk to anyone else."

She was shocked upon seeing Victor on his knees and tears brewing in his eyes like a child whose chocolate was seized. “Thank goodness you came, Nita. I am sure your husband would be able to help me out. I-I mean help us out.” Mentioning her husband made her voice out. “We are getting a divorce. That is by the way, Uncle, what is going on?” Victor quickly stood up and held her hand tightly. “Sorry about your marriage crash. This is about the company. I did my best to handle the situation so I did not involve you but unfortunately, it didn’t end well.”

“This is your last chance, Kendra. Take your words back. If you don’t, I’ll take Nate overseas tomorrow. Don’t even think about seeing him again.” I put the phone on speaker and navigated to my gallery. There were 213 videos and more than 1,000 pictures. I had looked at them countless times before. I took a deep breath and deleted everything. Suddenly, I could not wait for tomorrow to come. “We were never married. Is that correct, Terrence?” On the other end of the line, Terrence went quiet. I looked down and continued indifferently, “Since we were never married, there’s no need to get a divorce. Let’s break up.”

“Evidence? Who will believe a pathetic, unstable wife like you?” The divorce battle was brutal and public. Ronan’s lawyers tried to paint Sarah as an unfit mother who abandoned her duties and had secret affairs. But the photos of bruises, the financial control records, and Shenina’s own innocent statements to the child psychologist turned the tide. After months of hearings, the judge granted Sarah primary custody of Shenina with generous visitation for Ronan. She also received a substantial settlement, far more than Ronan wanted to give, thanks to Alex’s team exposing hidden assets.

" It was only now that I discovered that such shameless people existed. Before I could say a word, a neighbor pulled me aside. "How could you be so shameless? How much more shameless can you get?" "You disgusting girl! You make infidelity sound so romantic." Countless scoldings surrounded her. Mindy sternly warned the people around her, "What does it have to do with you? What's your role in this? He's my husband. This is a private matter." I smiled. "I've already signed that divorce agreement."