Divorced But Delighted Novels & Stories

"Mommy is the worst! Get out of the way! You made us unable to see Ingy anymore!" I didn't even need a mirror to know how terrible I looked. Meanwhile, Corbin seemed to have known all along that things would end up like this. He was unexceptionally calm when he finally spoke. "This is fun, isn't it? You finally look as ridiculous as you behave. Oh, do you regret it now? If you really divorce me, your family will fall into ruin. So, stop acting like a clown and—" "I'm divorcing you." I didn't have any energy in my limbs, and the back of my head was still throbbing in pain, but my voice was firm and steady. "I swear that I'll divorce you, Corbin Stallone."

She smiled and crossed her arms over her chest. “Can today get any worse?” Jane staggered backward, feeling all used and shit. She opened her mouth to say something, but nothing came out. “Anyway, its over now, Jane. Now that you know, sign the divorce papers and leave us in peace!” Abigail barked. “You are the most shameless woman I have ever met. I just have one thing to say to you,”

Sensing that there was a chance of him changing his mind, Samantha heaved a sigh of relief. "I advise you to think twice about this. I don't mind you divorcing me, but you need to think it through carefully. Who would benefit the most from our divorce?"

They got intimate? "Damn it.".he gritted between his teeth. Why would they make out when they had just few weeks to go? He'd been so happy when his informant reported that they barely lived like couples in the house. It gave him hope that Adira wouldn't have a difficult time moving on when they divorce. So, why the hell were they getting intimate with just little time left? He rose to his feet, inserting his hands in his trouser pockets and pacing round his office. What if they become too attached and cancel the divorce plans?

That had been exactly the therapy I needed. "Immediately. I’ll just ask Kate to book the next available flight to New York," I responded. For once, I felt delighted about everything—especially Adrian’s assurance that my debts had been cleared. My holiday finally came to an end after Kate booked the next available flight to New York City. Adrian drove back to his apartment while I returned to the Penhurst Family Estate to unwind. It had been an unforgettable experience, one I would welcome again at the slightest opportunity. I felt more relaxed—ready to finalize the divorce proceedings. That was the only thing occupying my mind during the entire flight.

After four long years of endurance, endless nights of tears, and the quiet, gnawing ache of one-sided love, here I was—divorced, broken, but not defeated. Eight months ago, I had thought my marriage to Lance left me with nothing but scars and regrets. Yet, as I cradled my daughter Bella, watching her tiny face as she slept, I realized she was my unexpected miracle, my blessing born from pain.

“What? You’re only looking at their backs? Don’t their faces look nice together too? These two are clearly a beautiful couple. They are a match made in heaven.” “Talk if you want, why did you smack my head? I suddenly thought so at the sight of their backs too!” “Hahaha. Yes. Ms. Lane and Mr. Sadler are a good match. However, Ms. Lane is a divorced woman.” “So what if she’s divorced? Nowadays, society is more open. People are free to love. Also, Mr. Sadler doesn’t seem to care either. He has always put a lot of effort into pursuing Ivanka.” “That’s right, too. What’s most important in this is that they are happy.”

An unmarried woman. My husband just divorced me.

“That’s… nice to hear.” She nodded slowly, then looked down for a second before meeting my eyes again. “Can I tell you something personal?” “Sure,” I said. She took a deep breath. “I’m going to divorce my husband.” The words hit me like a small wave I didn’t expect. “Oh… I’m sorry.” She shook her head quickly. “Don’t be. We’ve been unhappy for a long time. We smile for pictures, but it’s not real. I guess… seeing you and him made me remember what real happiness looks like.”