Erica Durance Divorce Novels & Stories

I answered honestly, my voice flat and completely devoid of self-pity. Serena looked back out toward the dark water, her fingers tracing a smooth groove in the wooden railing. "We never really talked about us, Damien," she said softly. "Not without lawyers, court orders, or divorce decrees sitting between us." My chest tightened, a deep, quiet weight settling behind my ribs. "There wasn't much left to talk about, Serena," I said gently. "I destroyed our marriage. I used every legal tool I possessed to humiliate you, isolate you, and break your spirit because I couldn't bear the thought of losing control."

Chuck fell limply to the ground in despair. My mother-in-law was stunned when she saw everyone leaving the party. She had never expected things to turn out this way. Even Candice was flustered. She tugged on my mother-in-law's sleeve. "Mrs. Jameson, I…" It only annoyed my mother-in-law as she pushed Candice aside. "Stop calling me that! This is all your fault, you jinx!" The show was about to begin as they started turning against each other. I approached Chuck and flung the divorce papers into his face. "Sign them, or you'll be in tomorrow's headline."

After confirming no one else was coming in, she asked, "You and Jessica..." The Divorce Reconciliation Period for their divorce had already passed, but with Jessica being abroad recently, she wondered if they hadn’t divorced yet. Linda genuinely liked Chris from the bottom of her heart. Faced with her expectant gaze, Chris couldn’t bring himself to lie. "We’ve already received the divorce certificates." "But Jessica has been abroad recently. How did you two..." Before she could finish, Linda immediately realized what had happened, her eyes turned red. "You’ve been wronged, child."

Eric stared at the divorce agreement in front of him, unable to process what was happening. He blurted, "Grandpa, what divorce?" Richard snapped, "After every awful thing you've done to Avery, do you really want to keep her tied to you forever?" A look of confusion flashed across Eric's face. He turned to me, dumbfounded, and asked, "Avery, you want a divorce?" I pulled my clothes tighter around myself and calmly said, "Yes. Don't worry. You won't have to put up with my stench and my lowly self anymore."

“Honey, I’ve been alive long enough to know when someone is running and when someone is resting. You’re not resting.” The words hit closer than I expect. I pick at my napkin. “My husband divorced me.” Jess sucks in a breath. “Oh.” Ruth’s face softens in a way that makes my chest ache. “That’s not something you say casually.” “It wasn’t casual,” I say quietly. “He threw me out. I didn’t even have time to understand what happened.” “That’s a special kind of cruelty,” Ruth says, shaking her head. “I don’t like men who do that.”

Sure enough, he said angrily, "How dare you cheat on my brother? How could you act this way in between two men when you are married to Oswald?" As he was speaking, Aires stood up to teach him a lesson but Elsie pulled him back down and explained to Dwight, "Dwight, I'm sorry for not informing you but your brother and I are divorced now. If you had gone home right from school before coming here, you would have realized my absence." "What do you mean? Divorce?" Dwight said incredulously. Dwight brushed his palm on his messy hair and his young handsome face looked hurt. He looked lonely as he stood there glaring at Elsie speechless. Aires doesn't believe that Dwight is sad to see her go because

he stayed quiet for a moment, and I thought about hanging up until he said the one thing that stopped my heart, “What if I don't want a divorce?” I had to pull the phone away from my ears to make sure I was talking to Jacob Milan because there was no way that he would say something like that, not after everything that happened in our dead marriage; no, he can't be right” Jacob, I don't know what you have been smoking lately, but I want a divorce, and that's finally “I told him before hanging up the phone. And Lucia walks in with a bottle of red wine and two glasses, grabbing it from her. I pour myself a healthy pour because I still can't believe he would say something like that. How dare he

all gone. He understood now, truly, that he'd never known Evelyn at all. He thought he'd married a lamb, but he'd been sleeping next to a wolf who knew exactly how to hunt. They finally crawled back into that damp, decrepit old apartment. The whole family looked like they'd had their souls drained. "Eric... what are we going to do?" Brittany whimpered. "Divorce." The word came out of Eric's mouth like broken glass. He knew he had no cards left. If he pushed any further, she'd bury him deeper. His only hope was to scrape some crumbs off the five-hundred-thousand-dollar sale. Even a hundred thousand would be enough to keep him afloat for a while.

"No, not yet. Give it another one month. She's still pregnant, I haven't been able to convince her to get rid of it. I only fell out of love with her, I'm not a monster, Rita." Thomas knew if he divorced her now, most of her asset would still remain his, and the last of her penny that would make him three times richer, was still hanging in thin air. The greenhouse estate. Once he's able to successful move all assets, and under GreenCore Automobile, he would gladly get rid of her. Even if she eventually file for divorce, by then she won't have access to the company when it's registered under Rita's name. Truth was, he didn't think he could even divorce her. Something still drew him closer to

"Don't be upset, Wendy. A few of us already gave her a piece of our mind for you. Honestly, each of us only said one thing, but you should've seen her. She broke down crying like it was the end of the world. Eric looked like he wanted to tear us apart. Tch, what a disgusting pair." I could not help but laugh, "Thanks, guys. Could you let our other friends know? It's true that Eric and I are divorced." "What? No way, she really took Eric from you? That's not okay. I need to talk to Daniel. We have to think hard about whether to keep working with Eric or not." I had worked so hard to help Eric's company by getting in with the wealthy wives' club and bringing in lots of benefits. It was not a c