Erica Durance Divorce Novels & Stories

"Mr. Harper, do you contest any of the terms outlined in this agreement?" Eric's lawyer stood. "Your honor, my client believes the division of assets is unfair—" "The division of what assets?" the judge interrupted. "According to the financial disclosures, Mr. Harper has no assets. He filed for personal bankruptcy last month." "Yes, but—" "And Mrs. Harper is asking for nothing except the dissolution of the marriage and return to her maiden name. There is nothing to contest here." The judge looked at Eric directly. "Mr. Harper, do you agree to the divorce as outlined?"

He said shouting. Erica pulled her arm from his grip " I want divorce from you and that's final" she said looking his eyes . "Ohhh really???? And What made you think I will agree to this" he said pulling her to his chest again...he locked her waist in his arm...his tone was adamant

The room went silent in an instant, tension so thick it could be cut with a knife. No one expected that the man who had once been Diane's devoted "perfect boyfriend" would ever show such hard resolve. To appear in public, carrying a divorce agreement and flanked by a beautiful woman—it was the ultimate slap in her face. Erica couldn't hold back her outrage. "Diane, you were practically a saint to him—you gave him work, you gave him face—and now this worthless man publicly cheats on you and dares to file for divorce? And you're going soft on him? This freeloader needs to leave with nothing!"

Eric feels furious. Divorce Agreement? There is no way in hell he would ever sign it. Ally is his wife. He spent the last year searching for her. He will most certainly never let her go again. Eric stands in front of the window where Ally has a full view of him. He looks up at her and tears the document in shreds. He turns and dumps it into his trashcan. Ally looks at Eric and starts to laugh. She turns around and leaves her office.

But his unsteady footing betrayed him, and he tumbled to the floor in a graceless heap. Moments later, the bodyguards were lined up in front of him, their heads bowed as Eric glared at them. "Where is she? Why isn't Charlotte here taking care of me?" They exchanged uneasy glances, none daring to answer. Finally, his assistant stepped forward, hands trembling as he handed Eric a tablet. The document on the screen bore bold letters: Divorce Agreement. Beneath them was Charlotte's neatly signed name, dated over ten days ago. He had received the document 2 hours ago.

Enraged, he smashed his phone. In the middle of the night, he found himself awake, sprawled out on the carpet. Out of instinct, he called out, "Darling. Darling… Anna." But the empty villa remained as silent as ever. Panicked, he hurried to the master bedroom, only to discover I was not there. A storm of bitterness, regret, and longing churned inside him. A few days later, the divorce lawyer arrived as scheduled. In a fit of rage, Eric tore up the divorce papers and threw the lawyer out.

“I want the papers. I sign them. I leave. End of an era.” The word 'leave' settled between them. “Eager to be rid of me?” His tone was measured now. Miranda exhaled slowly. “You announced our divorce publicly. Explain to me why urgency is suddenly my flaw.” Adrian scoffed. “You’ll get what you want when the contract allows.” Her spine straightened. “What contract?” “Our marriage contract,” he said without inflection. “Which hasn’t expired.” She stared at him. “Explain.” “It runs for three years,” Adrian continued. “There are eight days remaining.”

"Arnold, before it's too late, divorce me!" "W-What?" Arnold instinctively stood up, staring at Erica in disbelief. "No, Erica, I love you. I'm not going to divorce you." Arnold's strong hand immediately reached for Erica's, gripping it tightly. Drew and Freddy looked shocked. They had been showing their disapproval of Erica as their daughter-in-law, but now they were speechless.

Irene repeated and started at the man before her in shock. "Yes, I'm Mr. Myers' private lawyer. He entrusted me to handle his divorse proceedings with you." "Divorce? Edric wants to divorce me?" Irene repeated and could hardly believe what she just heard. The lawyer walked over to her bed and handed her a document. "This is a divorce agreement. Please read through it. Irine's hands began to quiver. She had never dreamed that Edric would actually divorce her one day. Without reading the divorce agreement, she stared at the lawyer and ordered "Get Edric to come to see me! I want him to tell me this in person!"

I should have been angry or hurt but all I felt was the cold satisfaction that she had taken the bait. My lips curled in a smile. “You know what? I agree.” The room went silent. Eric choked on his glass of wine, coughing and dropping the glass so quickly that some liquid spilled over the top. “What?” He choked, his face going pale. His mother reached to pat his back, shooting me a glare. I smiled at her. “Don’t act surprised Eric. We’ve discussed this before. I agree with Yan, you know, a divorce is exactly what we both need.” I turned to her, enjoying the look of panic in those blue eyes. “Thank you for bringing it up Yan.”