Fake Funny Divorce Papers Novels & Stories

“I—uh…” “Because apparently,” I continue with a quiet chuckle, “my wife has decided to stage this entire dramatic performance just to get my attention.” Micheal looks painfully uncomfortable. “Sir… I’m not sure—” “Never mind.” I cut in with a laugh. God. Lori really went all out this time. My eyes drift back to the divorce papers still sitting on my desk. Another amused scoff leaves me. Even going as far as printing fake divorce documents. Cute. “Lori, Lori, Lori…” I shake my head slowly. “My dramatic, needy little wife.”

His letter of forgiveness. At the lawyer’s office, I sat stiffly as he flipped through the documents, his frown deepening. "Chat records won’t hold up as solid evidence," he said, setting the papers down. "However, a letter of forgiveness from family members does carry legal weight." "Can you draft the divorce papers?" I asked. He froze, his eyes fixed on the marriage certificate. "This marriage certificate is fake." The words hit me like a blow. My wolf let out a furious howl. *They played you. Played us.*

he said. Still on the ground, Lucy picked it up slowly. Her hands trembled. “What’s inside?” she asked, confused and scared. Greg folded his arms. “Open it and see.” She tore it open carefully, and what she saw inside made her entire body go cold. Divorce papers. Lucy’s lips parted as tears rose in her eyes. “But… Greg… we’re not even married” “Exactly,” he said coldly. “Let’s make it official that we were never truly anything.”

It wasn’t hard to be a wife. My eyes scurried down further to the rules of our fake marriage. “5 million dollars, and I want it paid in full.” I announced, my mind made up. "Deal,” he readily replied. He kept staring at me with interest; his expression was unremarkable. Whatever was going through his head couldn’t be easily figured out. But to be honest, I didn’t want to know; I didn’t want any more surprises. I grabbed the pen in front of him; my heart was beating like crazy in my chest, but I sucked up my fear and signed the document quickly with almost my eyes closed, and I left the divorce paper unsigned.

She yelled at Yoey throwing the file away as if it was hot and had burnt her, she waited for him to explain but he just stood up from where he sat, picked up the file, and set it back on the table. “Why do you want me to sign a divorce paper? You can’t tell me this is what my husband wants too because I know that’s not what he wants so if this is some kind of sick joke, you better stop it because it is not funny, this is not even the time to make jokes like this, what kind of a person are you?”

He met me struggling with the door knob. “You didn't possibly think I would leave the doors unlocked, did you?." He asked me. " What are you holding?." I asked him looking at his hand. He was clutching tightly to a file that looked familiar. “Divorce papers, the one you signed." He told me and In my very eyes, I watched in horror as he tore the paper into bits. “Your name and signature is still on the marriage certificate and the divorce papers no longer exists. You're still Emmaline Shawn, my wife." He told me

Two I stared at the papers like they were relics. This couldn’t be happening, this should be a dream. No way my husband just shoved a divorce paper in my face after caught cheating on me with my best friend. Maybe it was a prank, maybe…… “What are you waiting for? Sign the damn papers” Trent’s voice jarred me out of my reverie. I came back to reality, realizing this wasn’t a dream but very very real. I stared at the papers and scowled.

My throat tightened, lips dropped open in shock. “Wh…what's this?” I stuttered, glancing back at the paper before lifting my gaze to Jess. “What's this paper?” “You don't know how to read?” A smirk touched her lips. “Well, let me help you if you can't. That's a signed divorce paper. A seal that ended this bullshit we call marriage.” My breath caught. For a moment, I stood there motionless, squinting my eyes, trying to remember when I'd signed this, but I was very sure I didn't even though it was clearly my signature.

like you had faced yesterday and on our wedding night . ( A soul freaking out terrified shivered ran down my spines as my brain soaked his words) . So , tell me are you going to sign them or not Make a wise decision ." he said giving me divorce papers and pen in my hand to sign them. I hold the papers in my trembling hands ... And took a deep breath to calmed my racing heart which was ready to came out by breaking my ribs. I saw the papers .. his signature on them .... This man ... Pufff

I said impulsively. Causing him to pause with the torchlight. Then he directed it at me and then back to the envelope. “Fine, you tell me. Whats in here?” He asked, retracting the torchlight. “Like i said, they are Confidential, and ….and also personal.” I stuttered. “You haven't said anything ma'am, ill just have to assume that these are illegal docu….” “My divorce papers. Its my Divorce papers.” I lied. “Divorce papers?” He tilted his brows.