Divorced Stories Novels & Stories

“I truly hope he heals emotionally. Divorce can make people act out.” The interviewer leaned closer immediately. “Act out how?” Vivian laughed softly. “Well…” she said carefully, feigning reluctance. “Let’s just say Adrian suffered a lot during that marriage.” Noah’s expression darkened instantly. “Suffered?” The interviewer’s eyes widened. Vivian gave a small helpless shrug. “I wouldn’t want to accuse anyone unfairly,” she replied sarcastically. “But if a married woman keeps entertaining different men…” Noah’s jaw tightened.

Wilson's POV I'd finally done it. I had finally told Vivian I wanted a divorce. It was something I had been contemplating for months now and I was finally going to get it. I knew the moment I saw Bianca that she was different. Completely different from any woman I had ever seen before, I thought as I watched her dance seductively on the dance floor wearing a dress that left nothing to the imagination. She looked stunning and she was all mine.

“No unnecessary conversations. Keep your story consistent. No one should know you’re not Daisy.” But Brittany didn’t feel like a threat. She felt like a friend. “I was married,” I said slowly, watching her reaction. “For about two years. No kids. Then we divorced.” Brittany’s brows lifted slightly. “I’m sorry.” “Don’t be,” I replied, managing a faint smile. “It was the right decision. He wasn’t a good man.” She gave me a knowing look. “That’s more common than people think.”

Ah there it was the whole reason why they kept in contact with me during my marriage with Jacob it was only for the money, after our mother left they used me in anyway they could if its going to bring them cash, looking down on the table choosing my words carefully “ I have no money, Jacob and I are divorced “ I could see the minute that my words register in his brain, one minute he was standing behind the isles the next he was in front of me with his hand wrap around my next, squeezing the life out of me. I don't know if it was the alcohol that made me numb but for whatever reason I didn't fight him, I let him get it out of his system “ You B*tch, why? Would you be divorced, uh” I couldn't

After a few uncomfortable minutes, Amara and Selene took a few shots to take the edge off and after a few more, they were lively and bubbly again. Amara had just finished telling Selene what had been going on for the past month and how she had hit rock bottom in her marriage. "Tell me about it!" Amara sighed in agreement. "You know what? Fuck Brandon and his bitch! Let's have fun and get laid." Selene said standing up to give her best friend another shot. Amara stared at her in horror. "Selene! I'm a married woman please." "That's not marriage babe. Trust me you deserve better!" Selene encouraged as she stretched her hand with the vodka shot in her hand.

“It’s okay. Besides, your question is common. I was married before, but that marriage didn’t last long. Besides, we got married with no love to begin with. Finally, after two years of marriage, we agreed to divorce. However, the main reason I agreed to his request for a divorce was that he was having an affair with my stepsister, and she got pregnant. For their sake, I agreed to the divorce and moved to Rainwood to start a new life. I’ve been staying at my aunt’s house since yesterday, the one I’d been searching for so long.” “I-I’m sorry.” “There’s no need to apologize. Have you ever been married?” she asked. Her eyes were a little teary. I’m sure she was holding back tears while telling me

I'm sorry…" Davide asked me whether he should call the cops. I waved him off and walked out to the front. Drinking in the sight of the disheveled mess of a man before me, I remained silent for a long while. "Oliver, we're already divorced. The one who lied to you is your wife, not me. Why did you run to my place to make such a hysterical scene?" "Please… Please just forgive me this once. Give me one more chance, alright? The three of us can be a happy family together.

I will be at home to nurture my children and shoulder the responsibilities in the household,” Vivian declared. “Look Vivian, a woman’s vow always goes out of her mind when a new thought comes and takes preeminence. She would change within a twinkle of an eye like a chameleon’s sly when things get worst. Be very careful. You are getting increasingly sick because of this man you defend and talk about. You were drawn to this man in ways that were beginning to terrify you with his love, and you refuse to acknowledge it. I don’t want you to be divorced when things get hard. Certain things that start well don’t always end well. I remember a certain girl whose father was my foreman in the company w

"My dear daughter spilled the beans about her secret boyfriend. She insists on sticking to him. Kids these days... so many secrets and boyfriends. But I can suggest your name if you will get an annulment from Rafael. We will tell his parents you never had sex with Rafael." "I did have sex with Rafael. And I'm not going to lie about it." "Ruhi... it's not easy to get married again when you are divorced and---" "Find me a divorced man then. Or someone whose wife died. I don't care. I just don't want to think about Rafael anymore." She got up and went back into her room, feeling overwhelmed. Shutting the door, she grabbed her phone to check California divorce laws and wondered if the one-year c

At that moment Sara spoke to him. —Not long ago you made my life a mess. While you were saying, "Who told you to get married, now I'm the one telling you, "Who told you to get divorced? Saying that with an angelic face, staring at the poker face of her ex—husband.