Erica Durance Divorce Novels & Stories

He immediately received a call from an unknown number and heard Erica's voice on the other end of the line. "Mr. Hammer, this is Erica Lane, the lawyer appointed by Ms. Moira Alsen to review and proceed with the divorce proceedings between you and her. I would like to inform you that Ms. Alsen has signed your divorce agreement today. Next, can I meet with you to take care of the rest of the divorce proceedings as stated in the agreement?" she said without further ado. However, Jude did not immediately respond because his mind was suddenly focused on Moira. "Can we reschedule for another time? Today I have three important business meetings that I cannot cancel."

I reminded her, returning my gaze to the papers. She ignored the dismissal, gliding toward my desk. “I came to talk, Eric.” I exhaled slowly. “If this is about Darcy, I’ve already told her…” “Darcy still believes her parents can fix everything if they just try again. But you…” She leaned closer, her perfume invading the air between us “...you’re too proud to admit you still need me.” “I don’t,” I said immediately. She tilted her head. “Oh really? Then why haven’t you remarried?”

“Oh, sweetheart, isn’t it obvious? Asher and I are together now. You can leave.” Erica looked at Asher, hoping to find in his features, an apology or even a reason. But his hazel eyes held no sympathy. He grabbed the pile of papers from his desk drawer and put them on the desk . “Sign these,” he said, pushing them toward her. Her gaze fell upon the bold headline in the top of the page. Divorce Agreement. Her heart shattered. “You’re divorcing me?” “It’s for the best,” he said simply. The words cut deeper than any blade. Erica felt the weight of Miley’s gaze, the ego falling off her in waves. She could barely breathe as her hands trembled at her sides.

"That's why they pushed him so hard. It was a trap." With no way out, Erica abruptly changed tactics and grabbed my hand. "Honey, I was only testing your love. How could you be so heartless? Have you already forgotten the vows we made in church?" "Together in life and death, never to part," I replied coldly. "I remember them very clearly. You're the one who forgot." A flash of panic crossed Erica's face before it hardened into fury. "What are you trying to say? Are you accusing me of cheating? I've lived virtuously and honestly. Don't think you can use such underhanded tactics to grab more assets in the divorce."

"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.

Dexie felt deeply moved and distressed, but after hearing Eric’s words, she forced a smile and said, “Eric, I didn’t mean that. I mean, aren’t you afraid of the Huxley family? After all, he is Luke Huxley.” “I don’t care who he is. He can’t intimidate you, and he was wrong in the first place,” Eric raised his fists and said, “Don’t worry, I may not be good for anything, but hitting on womanizers is very easy for me.” Dexie shook her head and said, “Forget it, Eric, I won’t go there for now. I will file for divorce with him in a few days. What does it matter to me even if he finds a girlfriend?”

He managed to make me chuckle while I nodded. If he were that easy to give his money to anyone, he’d probably go bankrupt someday. Erica’s glance made me realize that she also noticed Cillian seemed interested in me. I was a little worried that if she mentioned it now, it might make things awkward. But she remained silent, cutting another piece of cake for herself. After a while, I helped Erica refill the drinks that had run out. She didn’t have any servants at all, saying she preferred peace and quiet. Erica is an amazing mother, I could tell from her actions and the way she carried herself. The man she was going to divorce tried to pressure her, but she remained unshaken.

Eric and Mina’s divorce wasn’t a secret, nor was Mina’s engagement to me. Tina was a fire starter, someone who loved to stir the pot and watch the chaos unfold. And here she was, waiting for me to confirm the truth. She wanted me to say it. I wasn’t going to shy away. I had nothing to be ashamed of. If she wanted answers, I’d give them to her. "No," I said, my voice steady and firm. "Eric and Mina aren’t married anymore. They divorced." Eric’s head snapped toward me, his fury barely contained. I ignored him, keeping my focus on Tina.

Even brought the wedding photo he'd smashed for her. Still, the clerk shook her head. "He has to say it himself." Seriously? Frustrated, I turned my phone back on. It lit up like a Christmas tree—missed calls, unread messages. All from Eric. Since I hadn't unfrozen the card, he'd cycled through the usual: begging, threatening. The last message? Full-on rage. Swearing at me. Saying he wanted a divorce. I showed it to the clerk. She still wasn't budging.

But Eric didn't flinch at all as he coldly retorted. "I don't care!" "I don't want a divorce!" Eric ruthlessly announced only to make Angela speechless for a moment in her place. While her hands turned into fists. "Do you know what you are saying, Eric?" Angela felt frustrated as she didn't want to do anything with Eric at all. She wants to live alone and just be herself for now. But Eric's actions and words make her situation hard. Eric could feel she was completely angry because of his damn declaration not to sign divorce papers, but he couldn't help his heart. He wants her! He damn wants her in his life...