Eric Ferguson Divorce Novels & Stories

I continued nonchalantly, "We're divorced." "D-Divorced?" Melanie refused to believe me. She'd witnessed me love Justin for more than a whole decade, after all. She often felt angry and frustrated on my behalf because I was sacrificing so much of myself and behaving like a loyal lapdog without ever getting anything in return in the relationship. I didn't bother explaining further and chuckled lightly. "Are you free tonight? Let's go get some drinks. My treat." That night, we went to the glitziest and most extravagant bar in Cornton. The booths around us were all bubbling over with the most expensive Ace of Spades champagne.

They wanted her to pay back all the money they had spent on her for the last three years, to start divorce proceedings, and to forget about getting any money or stuff from them. There was Samuel, looking all serious in a video, saying, "Tania, I know I spoiled you too much. I've given you plenty of chances." "After reading the message, you have to go straight to the Ferguson family to get the divorce proceedings started. Even if you're the one who messed up, I don't want anything from you. Let's just split our stuff and go our separate ways," he said. Elias scoffed. He remembered when Tania got married, he had secretly spent over 1.5 billion dollars on gifts and expenses. How could the Fergu

"Who knows if you're really mourning Sophie or just using her memory as an excuse to keep her sister close? The two of you have quite the arrangement." Ryan's face darkened with rage at my words."What nonsense are you spouting?" "Fine. Think whatever you want," I said, glancing at my watch with obvious impatience. "Can we make a decision about the divorce now? I'm on a tight schedule and don't have all day to waste." "Enough!" Ryan slammed his fist on the desk, his voice thundering through the room. "Serena, you want a divorce so badly? Fine! I'll give you exactly what you want!"

It hit harder than the glass. Maya wiped her eyes and helped me up. "I'm leaving with you, Erica. We don't need these heartless men." Maya used to be a broke student I sponsored. She stayed with us for a bit, then accidentally got pregnant with Anton's kid. They got married, just like that. But over the years, we clicked. She wasn't just my daughter-in-law—we were real family. I walked into the study and pulled out some paper. Drafted two divorce agreements. One for her. One for me.

No normal person remains blindly devoted to someone who humiliates them. Less than a year after the marriage, I woke up completely. I understood then—Hugo wasn't just a scumbag. He was human trash. So in our second year, I asked for a divorce. Unfortunately, Hugo was even more despicable than I'd imagined—he got me pregnant. For the sake of the child, I swallowed all my resentment and unwillingness. "Mia, whether you love me or not, you need to understand one thing," he said. "Unless I die, you will never leave me!"

Two weeks had passed after my staged ‘accident,’ and I was discharged from the hospital with a divorce certificate in hand. When Raven’s lawyer appeared with the divorce agreement, Edmund had no choice but to scribble his signature, seeing my seriousness in the matter. The procedure went smoothly since both parties were determined to go through the process. I hobbled toward the parking area with Mrs Winfrey. Disappointment was written all over her face as she opened the car door for me. “My dear, I can’t believe he’d really let go of you like this.”

" My mother wiped away her tears and gently pushed Nathan away, turning her back on him and refusing to look at him again. That day, Nathan cried in my restaurant for a long time, but in the end, he reluctantly left with Christopher. They never came back again. I felt a sense of relief. From then on, there would be no connection between us. As the new year approached, my lawyer called to tell me that Christopher had agreed to sign the divorce papers. His only condition was that I return and go with him to finalize the procedure in person. I agreed. It would be a way to close that chapter of my life.

With a broken heart, a weakened eyeballs that were tired of crying, and my weak soul I look up to him "Congratulations Nickolas Michealson you have succeeded in breaking down my walls, from today I'm giving you the freedom you have always wanted, you can have the traitor you love so much, I strip myself off every legal right you and I have over each other" I pulled off my wedding ring "Here…." I showed him the ring and threw it away in the rain "I Ava Della Sanchez, Divorce you Nickolas Michealson as my lawfully wedded husband, I give you the freedom you've wanted so much. Sorry for bothering your life, and sorry for ever loving you, I will sign the divorce papers and send it back to you"

"I want us to divorce so that I can marry the woman I love, and that's Elyse." It felt like a slap on my face. I startled and shook my head... but what's the point of fighting for? No matter how hard I want to fight for our marriage, if Ethan wanted to leave already... What's the essence of fighting for? Even though it hurts me so much that I feel like dying, I slowly signed the divorce paper. He gave me an hour to prepare everything I needed before finally leaving his mansion. I did what he told me. As I was walking out of the mansion, I saw them both kissing in the living room.

Every photograph of the two of them had been swept clean. Even the cookware she'd bought specifically for him had disappeared from the kitchen. The only thing left was the divorce agreement, sitting in the center of the living room table, impossible to miss. His hands trembling, he opened the small storage closet. The white wedding dress had been cut to ribbons. Scraps of fabric lay scattered like the final verdict on everything they'd been. He refused to accept it. Refused to believe that Lily had actually left him. Where would she even go?