Divorced But Delighted Novels & Stories

“But I couldn’t care less about them anymore. Mary blinked. “What do you mean?” Because we’re over.” “We got divorced.” “Really?” “Yes,” Ree said with a small but genuine smile. “And I’m happy we did. Now I’m slowly finding myself again.” She leaned back in her chair. “Anyway, that’s the only good news I have to share.” She glanced at Mary. “I wanted to tell you before, but I couldn’t bring myself to say such embarrassing things. But now that I have… I feel free.”

The only thing I didn't mention was the countless times I'd wanted to call her just to talk for a bit. "And today, my divorce was finally finalized," I concluded with a sad smile. "Wow! So much has happened. But you know what, Rick? I'm glad you're finally divorced." She didn't look at me, instead staring intently at the glass in front of her. "Oh yeah? And why does my divorce make you so happy?" I gave a humorless smile. "Because now you can move on!" "It's not that simple, Belle. I'm broken in so many ways, and even though things with Tess are over, it still hurts."

She longed to leap onto the stage and throw her arms around him. Her joy was premature. "That was then. She was my wife—no more, no less. We are going through a divorce. I'll be single again soon," I said, smiling with relief. The words stabbed Hera's chest like a dagger. Agony washed over her. Tears sprang from her eyes, this time born of despair. She slumped back into her seat, murmuring, "But I never agreed to this…" The cheering drowned out her voice. "He's going to be single soon! Hear that?!"

It was warm, soft, and almost disbelieving. "Of course I'm happy, baby." His voice dropped lower. “In fact, I'm thrilled." Lucas relaxed slightly, but something still felt wrong. Alex continued. "You have no idea how happy I am." And that part was painfully true, because for so long he'd imagined hearing those words. I'm getting divorced. I'm leaving her. I'm choosing my own future. He should have been celebrating. Instead, his chest felt tight. Because something had changed. Something he hadn't expected.

"He's even bringing her over for dinner tonight." Ollie's eyes grew round with exaggerated surprise. "Whoa! What did you do to get her to agree to end up with you?" He chuckled and punched me on the shoulder in what was supposed to be a playful manner, but he deliberately packed a lot of power into the punch. I didn't give him the satisfaction of seeing me wince. "Well, I'll believe you've gotten yourself a fiance when I see it... Oh, sorry, her." Grandma Martha nodded in agreement. "Anyway... did grandma tell you I've gotten officially divorced? I've gotten someone much, much better, someone more worthy of our family name." "Good for you," I said, keeping my expression deadpan.

My voice trails off. ”Or are you jealous right now?" I further asked carefully. My curiosity tugged at me, wishing he would tell me that. “You wish, Emily?" Liam scoffed and clicked his tongue. “I am still standing on the clause written on the contract we both signed. You can't see any man until we are divorced, Emily," Liam interjected, his tone turning menacing. I wasn't sad. I am just glad he made me not regret the decision I have made to divorce him.

After requesting an extended leave from my boss, I boarded a flight abroad. Of course, before leaving, I didn't forget to send Sebastian the divorce papers I had prepared long ago, along with the evidence of his affair that I had gathered. If he had any sense, he would sign them. If not, things would only get ugly in the end. This trip had no fixed destination—I just wanted to get away, see new places, taste new foods. Life had to go on. There was no need to punish myself for someone else's mistakes.

The detective asked making Vivian scoff. “I don’t care, they deserved what they get. My husband he is the worst in bed. He can’t even give an head! And as for Camilla, i don’t give a fuck about her. I was gonna take her out if she hadn’t divorce him, now he ended things with me becaus of the bitchy wife of his. So i did what i have to do, take him out.”Vivian simply said. “You are a beast you understand that.”The detective said and that only made her chuckle.

“Hummed. Have a safe drive.” After the simple exchange, Galvin headed to the door in a hurry. Kristel pursed her lips as she tasted the bitterness spread in her mouth. She thought, “He could not wait to file the divorce, huh?” Kristel was left alone, feeling deserted in this beautiful house. She lazily got up from her chair, gathered the plates, brought them to the sink, and washed them. Now that she signed the divorce papers. It’s time for her to move out. For some reason, she felt relieved that she was now free from this beautiful prison.