Dream My Husband Divorcing Me Novels & Stories

But I can’t be her anymore. This marriage is already dead. I stare down at the divorce papers lying on the table, my signature already inked beneath my name. I’d drafted them months ago but never had the courage to hand them over. I’d hoped Stephan would come back to me, that somehow we’d find our way again. My suitcases sit packed by the door. I take one last look around the house, the home that once felt like a dream. The laughter, the whispered promises, the warmth, t’s all gone.

“Let's end this.” I looked up at him, my heart pounding. “You're divorcing me, because you cheated?” Tears slipped from my eyes as I tried to fathom what was happening. I should have turned a blind eye to it as usual, I shouldn't have disturbed him. I should have kept quiet, acted dumb as usual and not been out of my league. Now what am I going to do if he truly divorce me ? How will I survive it!? “Don't start twisting things,” he said, his tone laced with coldness. “You've been useless since we got married. You can't even give me a child. My family was right about you.”

I couldn't help but tear up also while taking slow steps towards him. I remember every single pain and suffering we've been through. We married each other even when we both were not ready. We ended up hurting each other. He asked for divorce and I didn't have any other choice but to let him go. He used harsh words. He saw me as a cold wife. I thought he cheated when everything was planned by Catherine. Who would've thought we'd end up together again? Who would've thought we’ll find our ways back in each other's arms?

, I heard Liam say in between my sleep. I wish you could tell me you love me, I wanted to say but I know maybe we will talk tomorrow after this. Tomorrow, maybe he will tear the divorce papers away. A smile grazes my lips as I imagine that scene before I drift off to sleep. However, in between my dreams, I heard a faint whisper in my head. I didn't recognize the voice, but I knew it must be one of those beautiful dreams again. “I LOVE YOU" And then I drift into a deep slumber.

And he was enjoying every second of it. I should have walked away. Should have turned around and left the hospital, left Clara to her choices, left this whole toxic situation behind me. The divorce papers were already signed. In a few days, I would be gone, off to start my new life at the NRMC, finally pursuing the dreams I'd set aside for a woman who had never loved me back. But I couldn't seem to make my feet move. I stood there, rooted to the spot, watching through that partially open door as my wife undressed another man.

“Wow, young lady, so you’re glad you had a miscarriage? Who’s going to claim Harley and act like her father?” “I won’t allow you to insult my Harley and Theresa like that. I will take care of everything. Don’t be too relaxed or happy,” Jayden said in a strong voice. “So, you are secretly dating Jayden. I can see through your conversation.” Jayden could no longer hide his annoyance in his expression. “And so what if she is—or we are? At least she’s no longer your wife.” Those were the last words he said before hanging up. “I am prepared for the divorce. We have to go.” I wore my flip-flops.

“I can’t take this anymore, Devan! I want a divorce!” The words shot out of Vania’s mouth the moment Devandra stepped into their apartment and placed his work folder on the table. He hadn’t even taken off his shoes when her voice struck like a bullet straight to his chest. Devandra frowned, staring at his wife in disbelief. “What did you just say?” “I said… let’s get a divorce. I’m done holding onto this marriage alone.” Silence. Only the ticking of the wall clock echoed between them, loud and haunting.

But I admit it feels exciting and realized that no matter what, I will always do everything as long as I'm with my husband. I'm really happy to know that my husband loves me very much. That's why I need to sort out everything I need to. I need to remember. Maybe there's more that happened to me three years ago. Maybe, besides Ralph, there are other people behind why I got separated from my husband. I have to stay strong for myself and those who love and care for me. I don't want to end up in the hospital again, as it might put my baby at risk. I often dream about that scene and don't know why it keeps returning. I want to forget it, but I can't because it keeps showing up in my sleep.

" I am not. What a stupid dream! There I saw you with another man and told that we were divorced. I would never divorce you!" " I know, right?" She laughed, her eyes meeting mine, " Forget about it, My Love. You don't deserve someone who abandoned you, right?" I nodded, shaking off that cold, hurtful feelings. This place was warm, and mine. Thirteen hours ago, I woke inside that strange dream. A world where a woman stood beside my bed crying in agony, begging me to wake up. I didn’t know who those people were. But I knew my wife had to exist somewhere. So I searched for her.

The sound of hurried footsteps and panicked voices faded, and my body seemed to float far, far away. Could it be that everything that happened today is just a dream and I'm about to wake up? But why is the pain in my head so unbearable if it's just a dream? My thoughts were cut short by the surge of pain in my head. It was so intense that tears began to fall from my eyes. Suddenly, as if a button in my brain had been switched on, my missing memories began to flash. *** “I want a divorce,” a familiar voice said. I abruptly raised my head, then stared at my husband with wide, unblinking eyes.