Eric Ferguson Divorce Novels & Stories

Would he be happy knowing he was going to be a father? Or would he be upset because I wasn't the woman he loved? "Really? Alright then. I have something to tell you too." I nodded. It had been hard for Nathan to share anything with me throughout our three years of marriage, and the fact that he was finally opening up to me filled me with so much joy. "Go ahead," I said. Nathan looked closely at my expression before responding with absolute certainty. "This marriage can't continue. I want a divorce." The hand I had slipped into my shirt pocket to pull out the test results suddenly went still. "What do you mean, Nathan?"

" It was only now that I discovered that such shameless people existed. Before I could say a word, a neighbor pulled me aside. "How could you be so shameless? How much more shameless can you get?" "You disgusting girl! You make infidelity sound so romantic." Countless scoldings surrounded her. Mindy sternly warned the people around her, "What does it have to do with you? What's your role in this? He's my husband. This is a private matter." I smiled. "I've already signed that divorce agreement."

"I'm good. I don't want to end up humiliating myself." I wasted no time walking the way I came. Eric fell into step beside me. After a while, I asked, "Why didn't you go over?" "We're divorced," he replied. "Whoever she sleeps with isn't my concern, and vice versa. And honestly, I don't want to get involved in her business." "That's fair. It doesn't look like you two are interested in getting back together anyway." Eric was a regular on the entertainment headlines for the past couple of years, being caught on camera with several supermodels and award-winning actresses.

"Mr. Ferguson, is your so-called 'concern' for Madeline really just professional? Better keep your thoughts to yourself. Madeline is my wife. Do you make a habit of chasing after other men's wives, Mr. Ferguson?" Stephen laughed sharply. "Wife? Did you forget, Mr. Gibson? You and Madeline are divorced. When her mom was in dire straits, your mother shoved divorce papers in her hands that would strip her of everything and forced her to sign them. You got your divorce and still hounded her to pay back 900 thousand dollars! "900 thousand dollars," Stephen chuckled with disdain. "Just 900 thousand dollars. That's pocket change for you, Mr. Gibson, less than what you'd drop on a single painting! H

He hadn’t thought Vania would actually go through with it—certainly not this seriously. He stood still, staring at the woman who had spent three years fighting to save their marriage. The same woman who had swallowed her pain in silence, over and over. And now she stood tall, fearless, and ready to let go. "Why the sudden change?" he asked quietly, almost in disbelief. "Six months into our marriage, I was the one who asked for a divorce… and you refused, desperately. But now? Why are you pushing me to end it?" Vania gave a bitter smile.

He mumbled under his breathe to the hearing of no one. Marcus needed no soothsayer to tell him that he had lost his funding and, worse, in front of his ex-wife who helped him apply for this funding program. And another sting to him was that she was with Lockwood! His rival! What the hell were they doing together?! And why the hell were they together, all acting lovey dovey? If he had known, he could have waited to secure the gig before divorcing her, but Abigail woildng stop disturbing him! Now he's sunk!

The two were very close, meeting almost every month in Cheria, but Jessica didn’t know about Chris’s meetings with Roy. Back then, Jessica didn’t care about him or want to know his friends. Several times Chris wanted to invite Roy home to introduce his neighbor to his wife, but never got the chance. Now... Chris smiled bitterly, nothing really escaped Roy’s eyes. “I got divorced.” Roy frowned, “That woman from the Wilder Group? Didn’t you like her a lot? Why get a divorce all of a sudden?” Come to think of it, Roy had noticed recent news about the Wilder Group, rumors about that woman having an affair during marriage.

" He cried hysterically and with regret. If I had not found out that he purchased a 5 million trust for Candice's son last month, I might have forgiven him. I pulled my hand away and looked down at him."How are you going to have a clean break? Do you want your son to be without a father? Or do you plan for your mistress to lose her financial backer?" Chuck turned pale and started to ramble, "No… I…" "Let's get divorced, Chuck," I said calmly.

"Can't wait to be with that man, can you?" Noelle met his dark, intense gaze, feeling both frustrated and exasperated. "Quentin Lowe, we've been divorced for a long time! Even if I've remarried and had children with someone else, it doesn't concern you! You're a well-educated, successful man—don't you realize how absurd you're being?" Her words hit him like a truck. He raised his hand and pinched her chin. "We were together for so many years, and you never gave me a child! Yet, now you can't wait to have one with him, huh?"

“You removed my access. You removed my decision-making power. You slowly erased my role in something I co-built with you until I was no longer part of it in anything but name.” Her breathing deepened slightly. “And somewhere in that process, I stopped being your partner.” Silence pressed in again. Then she continued softly. “That is when I filed for divorce.” Matthew’s eyes dropped briefly to the paper in his hand again. The word divorce no longer felt abstract. It felt like something that had already been lived through without his awareness. Ava spoke again, almost as an afterthought, though it was anything but casual. “But you never signed it.” Matthew remained still for a long time.