Fall For You After Divorce Novels & Stories

“Ugh, the way she used to strut around like she already owned the place—future Mrs. CEO, my ass. All the crap she pulled? She’s finally getting what she deserves. Couldn’t be happier.” “Did you guys see that gossip site? Said our boss is officially divorced.” “For real? Damn. Goes to show, all the money and looks in the world don’t mean jack if you’re a trash partner. Even he got dumped.” “Funny, weren’t you fangirling over him just a few months ago?” “Ugh, don’t remind me. I wanna throw up thinking about it. Used to admire him. Didn’t know he was out here pining for his ex while still married. Now look—lost ‘em both.”

Besides, Lucian would never be careless enough to allow it. She leaned back in her chair with a quiet sigh. All their careful preparation was undone in an instant. Then Kayla spoke again. "To be frank, I don't think you should push for another lawsuit. Since mediation isn't an option, consider separation. Leave the country if you must, or find another way to live apart. Stop staying under the same roof. "If you remain separated for two full years, the court will deem the marriage irreparably broken. That qualifies as grounds for divorce, and the court is obligated to grant it."

Lysander's arm tightens around me, just a little. "And on the thousandth time, I walked away. I walked away and I did not look back. I signed the divorce papers and I terminated the pregnancy and I got on a plane and I came home." I feel tears prick my eyes but I do not let them fall. I have cried enough over Kier Thornwell. I have shed enough tears to fill an ocean. I am done crying.

“Treasure, I…” But all at once, she felt an overwhelming surge of emotional fatigue. Did she really want to keep rehashing a relationship that had broken her? The memories of laughter drowning in heartbreak, promises shaded with betrayal. “Blake, I think… I think it’s time for a divorce. I need you to sign the papers and file them with the court. Please stop stalling and do the right thing.”

When we got to a quiet corner, we halted and with my back against the wall, I said, "I'm sorry. I know you're still mad at me." Braddy didn't reply — I didn't blame him though because I would have done the same if I was in his shoes. The betrayal was definitely too much to handle. "Believe me, the break I requested for was not because I was seeing Artemis only to surprise you with a marriage." I cried. "Please believe me… I took a break because of the burden I was carrying. I didn't want to budge you with it, that's why." I added. "I understand." He muttered. "It wasn't your fault. It was your father who altered our dreams and plans." He said, using his thumb to clean my tears.

“I still like hearing it from you.” “Don’t,” she warned. “Don’t act proud of me. You lost that right.” “I never stopped being proud of you,” he said quietly. “Even when you hated me.” “I don’t hate you.” The words slipped out. His eyes darkened. “Then what do you feel?” Too much. “Why did you really divorce me?” he asked. “Not the lawyer’s version.” She laughed softly, but it broke halfway through. “Because I was suffocating. You loved me like something fragile. Every decision, you hovered. Every risk, you blocked. I couldn’t breathe.”

Fifteen minutes later… Annie was listening to the voice coming from the phone. “He used me as bait, wanting to lure you into the trap he laid out…” “Dustin said he chose me because I look like your ideal type.” “He wants to destroy your career…” Annie had this record because she forced Justin to reveal everything. Turns out, the rich are so interesting… This time, the divorce will not be so simple anymore. She stood up, put the money on the table, then left.

I didn’t answer right away, My eyes moved toward the window, but my thoughts stayed far away. Only now did I realize that once everything ended, I didn’t have a clear path forward. Sophie leaned back slightly and spoke in a lighter tone. “After the divorce, he’ll give you a good settlement, right? You won’t have to worry about money. You can do anything you want. Stay at home, travel, watch shows, or pick up something you enjoy. A lot of people would want that kind of life.” “Hobbies?” I repeated quietly. I tried to think, but nothing came easily.

“I thought you didn’t care about—” “I thought about it, and it’s better she doesn’t find out about this argument at all.” She gave me a tight smile that made my heart sink. “After all, you’re the perfect stepfather figure for her. I’m sure you don’t want to ruin your image by telling her about our bad times. Our marriage’s still okay, we’re just going through a phase.” “A phase?” “All married couples go through that.” “Diane!” “Don’t fucking yell at me.” She snapped. “Like I said, keep all details of the argument to yourself. I’ll be leaving early for work tomorrow, so we might not see until—”

“Don't say anything; I know how.” Smiling, she goes, “Good, now what are you going to do about him?” Good question, “I'm still going through with the divorce and getting my freedom from the Milian family.” They treated me like garbage when I was married to him, and I don't want to go back to that. “ Oh my god!” she yelled excitedly, “I got it you two could start dating after the divorce” Getting up from my spot, I touched her forehead to make sure she wasn't sick because she was starting to talk nonsense. “ nope, no, nope,” I told “ that's not going to happen” I was trying to make myself believe my own words.