Erica Durance Divorce Mga Nobela at Kwento

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.”

This was the first time in over a decade that Erica returned for a meal since she divorced and left the Bassett family. Sara was ecstatic. Erica had always been the perfect daughter-in-law in her heart. She had fiercely opposed Erica's divorce with her son, but Erica was a strong-minded and no-nonsense woman. "Erica, have some of this. I remember you loved eating this." Sara instructed the maid to serve Erica a dish. Erica smiled. "It's been so long, but you still remember. I'm flattered, Madam Sara." The joy on Sara's face faltered a little when Erica addressed her so formally. She continued to have the maids serve Erica food.

I could tell she was jealous, but what right did she have to feel such emotions? “Darcy,” I called out tenderly, trying to appease her. Darcy was swamped by tons of reporters for several days after the video of us kissing went viral. She wasn’t happy about the leak and kept apologizing to me since the day it happened. She even suggested we stay away from each other for the time being, as she feared Elena may use such things against me when settling the divorce. How on earth was I to tell her Elena and I weren’t getting a divorce anymore? Darcy didn’t deserve any of this, but my Dad’s health was paramount in the end. I couldn’t aggravate him.

It hurt but I didn't whimper like he wanted ' You are going to that party or you can kiss your sickness-riddled grandmother goodbye forever' Eric said then shoved me back into the chair 'I don't want to be your wife anymore Eric. I want a divorce ' I said as he took the stairs again 'The only divorce you are going to get is the type that will destroy you' Eric said and I raised my head to him I shock 'What are you you sa saying?' I stammered

Only Blaze remained calm and cut the steak on his plate casually. Oh my. Did Blaze file for divorce because he and Darcy...? I had never seen them talk alone or look more intimate than in-laws. But seeing the way they were exchanging glances right now, my chest felt like it was being torn apart. It hurt like hell. “What happened?” Dad asked a moment later. He managed to speak calmly. “Did Cullen cheat on you? Did he hit you?” “Is it about a child?” added Mom. “No, it’s not. We decided to part ways amicably. Cullen was so busy with his project that we never had time to be together anymore. It’s the best way,” Darcy replied diplomatically. There was no disappointment, sadness, or anger in her

She thinks she has me but she is wrong, so I defer back to Ericson to give her the bad news. “Madam, from a legal perspective, as soon as the papers were served and signed by himself, he had already freed himself from the contract of your marriage allowing him to pursue the prospect of a new relationship without repercussions. It is stated in clause 72 of the divorce agreement. Furthermore, Mr Cerulean can provide proof that his first contact with the young lady was indeed after the date the papers were served to you.”

' 'Socialite Aurora Vale Dragged for Causing Husband to Cheat' ‘The fall from grace’ ‘Vale heiress goes into hiding after divorce. ‘The fall of the great.’ I held my breath as I clicked on the first article. > ‘Damien Sinclair's Divorce: The Truth Finally Surfaces’ > After months of silence, new details have emerged about the shocking divorce between billionaire heir Damien Sinclair and his ex-wife, Aurora Vale.

I said coldly. Her breath hitched. “What?” “I’m divorcing you.” The words landed like a bomb. She stared at me. “No.” “Yes.” “You’re not serious.” “I’ve never been more serious in my life,” I said. “You can’t do that,” she said, shaking her head. “You can’t just throw everything away like this!” “Watch me.” “Eric—” “You’re evil,” I cut in, my voice low and final. “Do you hear me? You knew that child was mine. You knew—and you kept it from me for your own selfish reasons.”