Fake Funny Divorce Papers Novels & Stories

My voice comes out so low I barely even hear myself. “Well, seems you won't be screaming his name anytime soon,” she mocks. I hold the papers up, my fingers trembling, and I look at the guard. “Is… is this a joke? Is he trying to prank me?” The guard doesn’t answer. She only adjusts her black cap. “Well, look at it. Does it look like a prank to you? You don’t obtain official divorce papers from the court, just for the sake of a childish prank.” My head shakes. I laugh a little, but it’s shaky and bitter.

Then he bent down and picked up the sheet of paper. The faint rustling sound of the paper seemed unusually loud in the quiet room. He straightened up again and glanced at the words printed across the page. A moment later, he chuckled. It was not a warm laugh. It sounded more like disbelief mixed with irritation. “A divorce agreement?” he said with a chuckle as he lifted the paper slightly, turning his gaze back to Petra. His eyebrows raised as if he had just heard the most ridiculous thing in the world. “Petra, are you out of your mind? You’re going to divorce me over something so small?”

he says reaching into the inner pocket of his suit jacket pulling out a thin beige folder. He held it out to me. I looked at it like it was a snake. “What is that?” I asked my voice barely a whisper. “Look,” he said his tone flat. “Just look and see.” My hands were trembling so badly I could barely take it. I fumbled with it my fingers clumsy. I finally got it open and slipped the papers out. The words at the top were big and black. PETITION FOR DISSOLUTION OF MARRIAGE. Divorce papers.

"I-It's just Olivia from downstairs; she drives that beat-up Audi…" "Beat-up my ass! You fucking ruined me! My company's bankrupt, and I'm buried under over ten million dollars in debt!" Julian broke down. "The cops are on their way to arrest you right now. You deliberately destroyed property that was worth over a million dollars, so you'd better get ready to rot in prison for the rest of your life! "That said, I'm announcing our divorce in the newspapers right this instant. You're on your own now!" Holding her phone, Charlotte started trembling all over. Before she could process what was going on, an urgent knocking came from outside the door. "Charlotte, we're from the city police departme

Under the pressure of all the accusations, she stayed silent. Julian could immediately tell that she had been lying. Still, he had no time to deal with her. He picked up the divorce decree and walked toward me. “It’s all a misunderstanding. I never intended to divorce you. “I was wrong. I’ll go with you to the hospital right now, but next time, don’t use fake documents to trick me, okay? That’s not funny.” Even with the divorce decree in his hands, he refused to believe it. “It’s real.”

He stood there, eyes cold and hard. "You really outdid yourself this time," he said, stepping closer. "Faking a miscarriage? Pathetic." I blinked, confused. Faking? I couldn't respond. "Don't look at me like that," he snapped, tossing papers onto the bedside table. "Sign these and stop wasting my time." Divorce papers. His signature was already on them. I couldn't breathe. I looked at him, hoping—stupidly—for some sign of the man I once loved. But there was nothing.

I pretended not to know. “ I want a divorce.” “ Ohh, I see?” I nodded and immediately reached for my bag for a pen. “ Since you can’t get pregnant, sign these divorce papers.” “ Hmmm… you’re right. Wasting your time on a woman like this wasn’t worth it anyway.” I smiled coldly and signed the papers, making him wonder why I was happy instead of rolling on the floor begging him! Humph!! In his dreams!! “ I’m glad you understand. We don’t need to keep pretending with each other!”

To my goofy crush being reciprocated. When my family said no, I shouldn't marry you, I fought against them and cut them off all for you. But at the end of the day, it was all for nothing, NOTHING. Here are the divorce papers and the card containing all the money you have ever sent to 'compensate' me. I don't need it. Just like the way you laughed in my face when I said I wanted a divorce, I hope you laugh harder after reading this and see how pathetic I have been all along. How I kept embarrassing myself and taking on all the ill treatment given.

"He is one who give me the fantastic idea to get rid of you..If I had only seen him a few months ago I would not have sleep with you..He found out the loophole to get your property without any problem.. According to grandfather will, if you prove you are unfit to conceive then you will became the solely owner to all your property without getting pregnant ..After that everything became easy for me with help of money, I get fake doctor certificate that you can't conceive, then I played hotel drama to get divorce from you..Actually you know one thing..We are not divorced yet..Everything you signed a while ago is not a divorce paper..Its a property document..As soon as you signed that document,

"Mel, I miss you. I'm so sorry. I was wrong. It's all my fault for trusting a snake like Ellie. That's why the company ended up like this. Mel, I really, really miss you. Stop being angry and come back to me, okay?" My voice remained entirely indifferent. "Come back? Robert, we're divorced. We're strangers now." The line went quiet for a moment before he spoke again, his voice cracking with emotion. "But didn't we agree it was just a fake divorce?" I nearly laughed out loud at the absurdity. "Who agreed to a fake divorce? Don't forget. The papers are signed and filed. You're the one who made me sign them." Robert evidently never expected to be struck down by the very boomerang he had thrown.