Divorced But Delighted Novels & Stories

My phone buzzed and I immediately picked it up. I checked it and saw it was a message from Nathan. ‘Congrats.’ It was a simple short text. I replied and put down my phone. I couldn’t believe how things were now. We were a great couple but now here we are separated. Divorced. It was all his doing but now I’m so happy to have Alex and he genuinely loves me. The wedding was set for a few months and I was so excited to plan it.

Getting divorced was the best thing that ever happened to me, because it brought me to the man who loved me more than anything in the world. The end.

I could kiss my best friend right now right in the lips!! Only, I'm not gay and she would probably kill me. If I did that, she would definitely definitely definitely murder me. She was the epitome of pretty hurts "You deserve to be spoiled,” Ruth insists, thrusting a gift card for a spa session into my hand. Her no-nonsense stare silences my protests before they even begin. “Go,” she says firmly, “and let yourself feel good for once.” Forty, divorced, and starting over—I never thought this would be my reality. The ink on the papers is barely dry and the weight of an unhappy marriage finally lifted.

Why should she stay any longer? Just then, someone patted her on the shoulder. A nurse helped her sit up, smiling. "Ms. Brooks, from the looks of it, you're already married, right?" Maria smiled. "Divorced." The nurse froze, then quickly glanced at the doctor. The doctor simply shot her a look. The nurse stuck out her tongue, flustered. "Sorry, I shouldn't have said that. I'm really sorry." "No need to apologize. You should be happy for me. Who says divorce has to be something sad? I'm finally out of the fire," Maria said as she patted the nurse's arm. "So, congratulate me. wish you happiness too."

Then, she started looking me over to check if I was hurt anywhere. Once she was sure I hadn't suffered even the slightest injury, she breathed a sigh of relief and asked, "How did it go?" I held up the divorce agreement in my hand with a grin. "From now on, I'm officially a fabulously wealthy single lady!" Cordelia's eyes lit up when she saw Irvin's signature on the divorce agreement. "You're amazing!" she exclaimed, hugging me and jumping for joy. I hugged her back with a smile but didn't say anything.

I furrowed my eyebrows, wondering why she was telling me until I realized she wanted a response, “Oh. What is it?” I tried to remind myself to loosen up my stiff shoulders. She reapplied her lip gloss and smacked her lips together then made a pop sound. “A divorce.” I looked as surprised as I felt. She saw the look on my face and chuckled. “I-um-I..” I stumbled over my words, thinking of the right thing to say. “Um-congratulations?” I offered. She laughed and that made me relax. “Yes, congratulations are in order. You can't love someone who doesn't want your love. It's a hard and lonely journey,” A look crossed her face like she was remembering the past. An ugly one

Why did he appear a little disheveled? Puzzled, she picked up the pen and handed it to him. Finally, the two forms were signed. The staff wrapped up the procedure, and the divorce was finalized. "All the best to both of you." Staring at the divorce certificate as she left the city hall, she struggled to describe her feelings. They dragged out the divorce to the point that she had gotten over the initial heartache. More than anything, she felt a wave of relief. She had once lived solely for love and learned her lesson. After reuniting with the Taylor family, her only wish was to focus on work and bring in the dough. There would be no place for men in her life.

They finished retouching their make up then left. I stopped washing my hands and my heart raced for some reason. The information that we were divorced was public now? I'm certain he and his mother are delighted, I bet he was also excited to be back on the single multi-millionaire list.

I giggle, “What's got you so down today?” “Oh, nothing really. I'm just getting depressed about my father's condition, so I'm not into working. Anyway, what's up?” “Well, it's final...I'm officially a divorced woman!” He whistles in my ear causing me to hold the phone a foot away from my ear. “That's great news! We should celebrate!” He beams through the phone. “You know what, I think you're right,” I say matching his enthusiasm. “What are you doing right now?” His voice lowers.

“Wow!! How is Jojo? It's been ages. “You need to see Jojo’s picture, Jane; she is so hot. She has three kids and when she was done with childbearing, she did Liposion. Sarah showed me Jojo’s bikini pictures and all I could say was Wow! She was hot. I admired her flat abs and well-constructed Butt. “She is looking great, but isn't she married? “She was married but she is divorced. She is in New York and she is celebrating her divorce party here. She invited Us. So get ready; we party tonight. “Celebrating her divorce? Is that even a thing? Why do people glorify divorce these days? Gone are the days when people got divorced and tried to hide it from the public but now everyone is celebrating i