Novel & Cerita Divorced Besties

If they learned that our divorce is now processed, they’d get mad, especially Pierce’s dad. “Take care of her, son.” Mrs. Anderson kissed my cheek before they left. I took a deep sigh and bit my bottom lip when we were left alone together. The silence is killing me. I remembered that someone kissed me before I fainted. Was it Pierce? But why did he kiss me? We had divorced and were only best friends now. Best friends shouldn't kiss, should they? I cleared my throat and was about to speak when he spoke first. “I’ll send you home.”

But maybe I was just a distraction to dull the pain of his wife’s betrayal. Even then, I didn't give up. I believed Paul and I shared something special. The love had left his marriage ages ago, there was nothing left there to salvage. And Lexi, yes, she was my best friend, but in time she'd understand. I wasn't the cause of their impending divorce; her mother's infidelity was.

Vivian sighed and said, "Let's change the subject. I don't want to care about people like them anymore. How is your family doing these days?" Kristen didn't hesitate to share the truth with her best friend. "My parents got divorced a month ago. They seem happy with their new partners, so I'm genuinely happy for them. I also broke up with my boyfriend last week. He mistreated me. Now I feel liberated and happy." Vivian smiled, a sense of relief in her eyes. "I'm glad to see you feeling happy no matter what happens. You deserve it, Kristen." Kristen said, "So, Vivian, how about you?"

A group of people approached them, their eyes fixated on Rita. One of them, a charismatic stranger with a mischievous grin, looked directly at Rita and asked, "Do you have a boyfriend?" Rita's eyes met Jaden's for a fleeting moment, both silently acknowledging the complexities of their current situation. She took a deep breath, summoning the courage to speak her truth. "Actually, I just went through a divorce," she replied, her voice carrying a mix of vulnerability and newfound strength. The strangers' faces lit up with excitement, the prospect of pursuing Rita once again fueling their enthusiasm.

Teddy asked her again. “What do you want me to say to you? That it’s our fourth wedding night when you would never look at me? Stay away from me, Alpha Teddy. It’s over between us and I’m going to pursue the divorce tomorrow morning,” Charlotte shouted back, as she raised her voice at Teddy.

Ann shrugged and opined, I think the best thing for him to do now is to leave it to the PR team of his company. The can delete the video and it will be like nothing happened. Elsie watched the video with a sad expression and said, He didn’t do anything about the news of our divorce. Do you know that because of that, people still know that I am the one that divorced him? Ann looked at her closely and said to her, Is that not a good thing? If I divorced, I would want everyone to think that I wanted the divorce and not that, my husband had thrown me away after using me for a while.

Miles watched her leave and didn't turn away until her figure disappeared from view. Then he looked at Trevor and said, "I've noticed... now that you two are getting divorced, your relationship actually seems better than before." Trevor, typing away on his laptop, didn't even look up. He gave an ambiguous reply, "Is that so?" Most couples tear each other apart during a divorce. What was happening between these two was rather rare. But Miles didn't say that out loud. He suddenly seemed to think of something and said, "Whatever the case, you two have Jo between you. Though she did make mistakes back then, it's all in the past.

Regardless, she decided to worry about it after the divorce. Upon seeing that, Soren refused to lose to Zach. "I'll divorce Elsie, too! I'm confident that I can win her back anyway!" I couldn't help but cock a brow at him as though I were staring at an idiot. That said, I shared Juliet's sentiments—I had to focus on finalizing the divorce first. … It wasn't long before Juliet and I held hands and exited the courthouse with our divorce papers. Our steps felt lighter, like a weight had been lifted off us.

“I thought you didn’t care about—” “I thought about it, and it’s better she doesn’t find out about this argument at all.” She gave me a tight smile that made my heart sink. “After all, you’re the perfect stepfather figure for her. I’m sure you don’t want to ruin your image by telling her about our bad times. Our marriage’s still okay, we’re just going through a phase.” “A phase?” “All married couples go through that.” “Diane!” “Don’t fucking yell at me.” She snapped. “Like I said, keep all details of the argument to yourself. I’ll be leaving early for work tomorrow, so we might not see until—”

she said. I Took a Step Back Finally. Breaking its hold—just a little “Then we don’t fight it separately,” I said. She Looked at Me Carefully. Measuring “You want to work together?” she asked. My Voice Steady “I want to survive.” A pause Then “That’s new,” she murmured. “For both of us.” The Ground Cracked The tear roared louder. And something else Was coming Not one Not two Multiple presences My Breath Caught “They’re here…” she whispered.