Novel & Cerita Fiction Books About Divorce

Maybe… But then, she let go. Just as suddenly as she’d clung to me, she pulled away. Her eyes dropped, and from behind her back… she pulled out a white folder. I blinked. No. No, no, no… Not this. Not now. She didn’t say a word. She didn’t have to. She held the folder up, right in front of my face. The word DIVORCE stamped across the top in bold black letters felt like a punch to the gut. My breath caught in my throat.

I said and he slowly let go off my arm, I didn't bother looking back till I left the mansion I won't make the mistake of letting someone break my heart again. *NOTICE: Guys this is now The Book 2 Of After Divorce I Became A Zillionaire, from now we are going to be seeing more of the children's pov, it's more like a sequel but it's still under the same book and this sequel is more of Montana and Lily with the triplet, let me know what you guys think on the comment section, follow me hit the follow button and vote for this book, love you guys*

BOOK 1 OF THE DESTINED LOVE SERIES: Little Alfred Plays Matchmaker: The Billionaire's Regret ***MIRABELLA’S POV*** I stared blankly at the file in my hand, still trying to wrap my head around it. It’s a divorce document sent to me by my beloved husband. At first, I thought he was joking when he first mentioned it to me, but now that it is in my possession, it is crystal clear that my husband meant it. He had already signed his part before having the documents sent to me.

"Why? A couple has to live together, just like Great-grandma and Great-grandpa." "Because Gabriella and I are divorced. Do you know what divorce means? It means that she and I are no longer a couple." Her face was blank. "Aunt Gabriella is beautiful. Why do you want to divorce her? Are you going to marry another aunt?" The other aunt referred to Hannah. Felise knew about her. "No, I don't want to marry anyone else. I didn't want to divorce Gabriella. It was she who divorced me." "Really?" She looked disbelieving and pouted.

None of this made any sense. “Just two days ago…” I whispered shakily. “You were my husband. You were still my loving husband.” Vincent exhaled impatiently. “It would be better if you just sign the divorce papers tomorrow and leave without causing any problems,” he said. “I just want this to be over.” Then he bent down, lifted Janice into his arms bridal-style, and walked out of the kitchen with her as if I didn’t exist. I stood there in my black robe, trembling, staring at the empty space he left behind.

He cut me off from everyone I knew before we got married, and doesn't let me form new relationships now. I'm completely alone. And even if I did have somewhere to go, even if I somehow got enough money together to run... in this world, in Ethan's world, you don't just leave your husband. You don't get divorced. You don't walk away. Women who try to leave end up dead. Or worse. I heard the stories at the few mafia events I've attended. Whispered conversations between the other wives when the men weren't listening. About women who tried to leave, who filed for divorce, who thought they could escape.

“What?” I followed him inside, my heels echoing against marble floors I had once believed were my home. “I want a divorce.” The words hung in the air. Julian stared at me—actually stared this time—before letting out a short laugh. “What kind of game is this?” “I’m not playing,” I said. His expression hardened. “You’re tired. Emotional. We’ll talk about this another day.” “No.” I reached into my bag and placed a folder on the table between us. “I’ve already filed.”

I let out a cold chuckle and looked at Jocelyn and Ethan. "Even if she doesn't divorce me, I'm going to divorce her eventually." Jocelyn frowned instead. "Jeffrey, what nonsense are you talking about?" I glanced at their hands, already clasped together, and said, "I want a divorce!" At that moment, the bullet comments appeared again. [Whoa! The supporting male lead is actually asking for a divorce!] [Divorce works too. The female lead will get 500 thousand, the debt will be split between them, and she and the male lead won't have to worry about money for the rest of their lives.]

“I’ve got your back.” “You always do. Thank you, my love. I’ll be home by nine.” “Have a good day. I love you.” “I love you too.” The call ended, and I felt even better. I went back to searching for a novel until I found one… actually, it wasn’t a novel. It was a nonfiction book on marital problems written by a divorce lawyer. I thought it was interesting. And it had enough pages to keep me busy for the rest of the day.

"You couldn't give me a child. My father's only wish before he died was to hold a grandchild. Because of you, he never got that. This situation you're in? You deserve it." I gripped the voice recorder hidden in my hand. "So you cheated on me. You hid assets. You left me with nothing. And you think you're the good guy here?" Brad's patience ran out. "So what if I did? We're divorced now. That's the reality, Lauren. Look—we had a few years together. Don't make this pathetic. I stopped loving you a long time ago. Have some self-respect and walk away." Vanessa just stood there behind him, watching me like a cat who'd swallowed the canary.