Divorced But Delighted Novels & Stories

She petitioned the court, alleging she had signed the divorce papers against her will, bringing the divorce proceedings to a halt. When Elias saw how troubled I was day after day, he leveraged Central Research Institute's influence to put pressure on Keira. While she might not have wanted a divorce, her company couldn't let her act willfully. Thanks to the influence of Central Research Institute, my divorce agreement finally went through. Meanwhile, Project 707 officially kicked off. For the next five years, every single day felt full and meaningful. Beatrice and I made our relationship official. We were a perfect match, complementing each other in every way. Being with her filled me with jo

married? "Oh. You're married?" Her eyes trailed down to his hands; one in his pocket and the other at his side. She couldn't get a good look at his fingers. "No, divorced." Oh, thank goodness. She froze. Celebrating a man's divorce is a new low. And yet, she couldn't bring herself to feel guilty about it. It's fate. She grinned internally. "I'm so sorry. How are you holding up?" "It wasn't a messy separation, so I'm okay."

It was impossible not to love her the way I do. “Then share the good news with me, babe. I am listening.” She says, and I just could not wait anymore. I open my mouth to tell her the news. “Darling. Finally, my wife has signed the divorce papers. I am a free man now. At last. Do you know what that means to us? It means that we can do anything we want now. I am no longer a married man. I can do anything I want with you, darling. I am so happy.” I say.

“CONGRATULATIONS,” Celene smiled as her parents greeted her after she received some good news that her divorce had been finalized. Two weeks had passed since her last encounter with Jarred, and now, her marriage to that asshole was finally dissolved. She couldn’t be any happier knowing she was officially free from him. She had anticipated it would take a few more months, so the sudden news caught her completely off guard.

I couldn't be more excited in life than that time. THE DIVORCE AGREEMENT BETWEEN MR. GAVIN MAINA AND MRS. JESSICA MAINA. Was the first thing that caught my eyes. I do knew that l was rejoicing in someone else's misery but l couldn't help it either. You can say that my love for this man has turned me into a selfish bitch. Yes l have become one and l don't care what others may say about it. I just want him alone. He said he will have a divorce soon but l didn't know that it was this very soon. Ahaaaa am so happy. I shouted in my room.

“Uhm… no. Not anymore.” Her eyes widened slightly. “Divorced?” I nodded slowly, my smile still calm. “Yes. I was married, but I left the marriage. It wasn’t healthy. He didn’t treat me well, and I realized I deserved better.” Mr. Daniels shook his head. “Hmph. Some men are just foolish. They don’t know what they have until it’s gone.” His wife looked offended on my behalf. “If that man ever shows his face around here, tell us! We’ll give him a proper talking to.”

The lighting was warm inside the live broadcast room. Wearing a simple suit, I calmly sat in front of the camera. The host asked cautiously, "Ms. Scott, what do you think about the recent online discussions about your divorce and your new company?" I smiled at the camera. "I divorced my ex-husband to fix the mistake I made in the past. The company is a new beginning for me. I don't regret any of my choices." "I heard that Larson Group's in a tough position lately. Are you—"

Not anymore. Wiping my tears, I picked up the pen he had left behind and signed the divorce papers. After gathering my few belongings, I walked out of the house. I didn’t even notice when the tears started streaming down my face. Something inside me shifted, part of my heart turned cold. Permanently. From now on, I'm no longer his, and he's no longer mine.

“For my sanity. Just a break. I can’t breathe here anymore.” She stared at the crumpled papers still clutched in my other hand. Her eyes widened as she registered the signatures. “It’s… signed. You’re actually divorced.” Her voice softened, but confusion laced in her tone. “Why don’t you look happy? You should be celebrating. That pig and his pregnant side piece are out of your life.” “I’m not happy.” I admitted as another round of tears streamed out of my eyes, hot and unstoppable. “Everything’s gone. My gallery. Even the stupid memories hurt now.”

Selena hurried forward with practiced concern. "Valerie, please stand up. I never blamed you." She helped me to my feet while Darius watched with approval. "I'm glad this misunderstanding is over," he said. Without another word, the two of them walked away together. The office became silent once again. I returned to the desk. My hands were surprisingly steady as I picked up the divorce agreement. His signature was already there. I signed my own name beneath it. Valerie Ashford. The marriage was over. Only Darius didn't know it.