Erica Durance Divorce Novels & Stories

Roxanne never expected Andre to return. Fortunately, Erica happened to come in at that moment. Roxanne quickly forced down her panic and raised her hand to point. "Erica. She's the one getting a divorce." Erica glanced at the two of them and immediately caught on, nodding with quick understanding. "Uh... Yes, I'm the one planning to get divorced. The process is already underway." Andre was not particularly close with Roxanne, so he naturally had little interaction with her friends.

he continued to explain sure, making Luis frown upon hearing the explanation. Luis smirked. "As I recall, Eric's parents divorced and his father remarried to a famous woman who has a child who works in the modeling world, but I don't know who that child is because their marriage was held in secret so not everyone knows about the marriage!" he added to Sean's explanation. Sean nodded. "Your explanation is correct, sir!" he said confirming Luis' explanation. "Right now, Eric is still in his stepfamily's main mansion," he continued telling all of them who nodded.

Erin said coldly. Without saying anymore, Liam disconnected the line. Erin rolled her eyes. "What a dummy, well, it's his loss, I wouldn't divorce me if I were him… not even for that Lana, she'll just wreck his heart when she grows tired of him." Erin mumbled, getting out of bed and walking towards her wardrobe. Opening the wardrobe, she took out the divorce papers and flipped through them, before signing them and putting them on the bed. Then she walked to the bathroom to take a bath before leaving for multiversal studios.

She had to remind herself of that. Beside her, Caleb looked reassuringly calm, his presence was like a steady anchor in the storm of her mind. "You ready?" he asked, his voice gentle. Jane nodded, though her hands trembled slightly. They walked together to the clerk's office, where the marriage certificate awaited. Jane hesitated before signing, the weight of the divorce papers she had signed earlier still fresh in her mind. She had once loved Marcus deeply, and believed in their future together. But the betrayal—the sting of finding him with her cousin Abby—was a wound that had yet to fully heal.

" I'll be in the swimming pool." Theresa looked at him, slightly bewildered, as he stormed out of the house. She looked back at Sydney who tiredly slumped into the couch. " What crawled up his ass and died?" " He's been in a bad mood lately," Sydney replied faintly. Theresa knew Gavin was having an affair, but she didn't know it was with Avery, and neither did she know Gavin asked Sydney for a divorce and told the kids about it. Or at least, that's what Sydney thought.

Thomas pursed his lips. “Who is the unlucky bugger?” Darcy smirked innocently “Anyone I know?” “Yes, she is Mrs Walter now.” Eric joined in with a mischievous smirk. “What???” Darcy’s eyes widened before turning towards Eva in anger “Did you break up my big brother’s family?” “I…. I…… I….” Eva stuttered in shock, not being able to make heads or tails of the conversation. “Chee!” Eric sneered before adding “She is your wife.”

Their enjoinment into marital bloc ignited the fire of regrettable irregularities and frustrations accompanying a wrong choice of mate, abscond, impetuosity and excommunication, fray and frazzle, insubordination, elopement, divorce discord, re-betrothal and suicide… PROLOGUE …She had wounded him. Of course he had been wounded even more because of her divorce resolution and elopement strategy. Perhaps ,worst of all was that no matter how badly he was hurt, no matter how terrible his life become, or how many frictions that would arise and settle while he watched die, he never felt she has the right to divorce him. Instead of acknowledging the price he paid, she felt terrible for feeling that h

Eric said anxiously. Amelia smiled. "No, I'm still his wife. Three years ago, we signed a divorce agreement, but the divorce certificate was fake. I've also checked with the courthouse. My legal spouse is still Liam. "Eric, there are no 'what if's' in life. Please forget about me and live a happy life with Hannah!"

She was a Risconce once again, the beloved heiress of the Risconce family; the musical celebrity and genius; and the elevated fiancee of the very much respected Eric Strauss. As soon as the divorce process became official, Eric had wasted no more time in expressing his romantic interests. They had already been very close as orphans. That was until she was adopted by the Risconces and they had been parted by a sea of distance, memories and ambiton. Somehow, Eric's feelings for her had endured the passage of time. Ronica considered that maybe the facts of his long lasting adoration was worth the suffering and torture that she had faced in the hands of James and Mona.

Nerissa’s POV “Hey, babe, you’re already up?” It was ten when Eric finally came out of the bedroom, freshly showered and dressed. I was on the sofa with a book open in my hands. I hadn’t turned a single page. I told myself not to react when I faced Eric. I wouldn’t let him sense a single crack before I had everything prepared—before I could throw those damn divorce papers in his face. He leaned down and kissed my forehead like he always did. “I can’t stay for breakfast. Big client coming to the casino this afternoon. I’ve got to keep him happy.”