Eric Ferguson Divorce Novels & Stories

He said almost pleading. Sophia felt her heartthrob in her chest. She had waited to hear this from him for a long time. But now hearing it, it felt like a joke to her. She laughed coldly repeating his last words, “Start over again?” “That's right, Grandpa is even urging us to give him a grandchild,” Marcus said without noticing the sarcasm in her tone. “Marcus, I want a divorce!” Sophia stated coldly as a matter of fact. Marcus was shocked, his demeanor changing.

“First of all… I’m dating another man. I can’t be with you again, Tristan. You have your precious mate who would die for you. Don’t think you can come back and… and fix spilled milk.” His jaw flexed. “How many times do I have to tell you I’m not with Livia? Do you see her anywhere in this pack? We’ve been separated since you divorced me.” “That’s not my business.” I looked away. “And for your information, you divorced me. Not the other way around.” “Oh come on, Yelena. You were the one who brought the papers. I didn’t intend to...” “Stop lying!” I snapped. “Yes, I brought the papers. But you signed them without blinking! I begged you. I begged you to reconsider. And YOU were the one who push

Elliott clenched his first, it looked as if he was about to swing at Nathaniel’s jaw. But Elara..she was shocked. Suddenly a bitter smile spread on her lips. "Wife?" Elara laughed, a mocking sound came out of her mouth. "Have you finally lost your mind? We are divorced, Nathaniel. I signed those papers five years ago. Those papers were already sent to the court. I walked away from you and that suffocating and loveless.marriage. You are no one to me now!"

After five years of marriage, Melody finally realized—she had never truly married anyone. The marriage certificate was forged. Her husband, Adam, was legally wed to her best friend, Lily. And Melody? She had been the most innocent pawn in a meticulously crafted deception. The betrayals didn’t stop there. Her supposed infertility was a lie, and the child she had poured her love into raising was, in fact, Adam and Lily’s biological son. Five years of devotion—through their eyes, she had served only three purposes: a free housekeeper, a cheap business partner, and a disposable pawn. She had believed in love. That, above all, was her greatest folly. Yet Melody didn’t break. She didn’

"Grandma likes the idea. Otherwise, did you really think you were worthy of carrying my child?" "...Where was all this filial piety before?" Suzy retorted. "And speaking of having a child with me, shouldn’t you talk it over with Anne first? If we had a kid, we'd be tied together for life. Are you sure she’s okay with being left in the shadows forever?" Dylan took a step closer. "All this talk… what? You don’t want to have a child with me?” "Exactly!" Suzy admitted bluntly. "If you’d just signed those papers earlier, we’d officially be divorced by now. I have zero interest in having a child with my ex-husband."

Eric's face went dark the second he saw his nine former secretaries. "Sandra, what the hell is this supposed to mean? Accusing me and Ruby wasn't enough, so now you're saying I slept with all my old secretaries too? "You're the one who cheated, and you still keep trashing my name. "Fine. Divorce. Even if you don't want it anymore, I do." He was practically shaking. My parents rushed over. "Eric, calm down. Divorce isn't something you decide in the heat of the moment."

At once, he understood that there had to be something in the air between the two of them. But even if that was the case, so what? Tristan no longer had the right to get mad at her for anything. He had already divorced her. He suddenly recalled something. During Regina's birthday, Madeline had witnessed her own husband being lovey-dovey with another woman—even kissing each other right under her nose. He figured that Madeline must have felt a lot worse back then compared to what he was feeling now. He had brought everything on himself, and he had to deal with the consequences by himself as well.

Part of her was offended at his invasion of her most personal feelings, and part of her was terrified. “Papa,” Vivian broke her silence. “I will not throw mud to your advice. The words of parents are the words of the spirit. My proposal for divorce will be carried out if Charles did not return on the very time I stipulated. We never…we never…” she halted and drew a long, shaky breath. We never shared anything since he left me in desolate mystery. We never joked when we were together, because he would so often misunderstand me when I speak to him about his night prowling with nude women. Sometimes, he misunderstood me even when I thought I was perfectly clear. But his present act, made me rea

I stared at his face, not wanting to dodge because I wanted him to see that I would not back down and I would stand by my decision. I was expecting the cane to hit me hard but it didn’t. Dad stopped the cane mid-air and squeezed his eyes closed as if restraining himself. “You stupid! You’re an asshole! How could you do this? Was that the reason why you divorced Serena? Huh?” I looked away, “Our marriage was already falling apart even before Catherine came back. It’s meant to end like this.” “Like this? Are you hearing yourself? Just because you have a child with another woman doesn’t mean you can just throw your family like garbage.”

"Piper was crying at school because of you. Even Thomas felt terrible. I knew it. I knew the whole gracious divorce act was fake. You went behind my back and made a scene at the school, airing everything out on purpose." Listening to her pile accusations on me, all I felt was cold. Years of love, and this was the version of me she had settled on. Maybe she'd never cared enough to see me any differently. So what was the point of defending myself? "Believe whatever you want. It's not like you care about people knowing that you cheated." Renee was livid. Then, Megan got fired. Renee could dispose of my entire family as easily as brushing dirt off her sleeve.