Fiction Divorce Books Novels & Stories

“Do you even hear yourself? You’re pathetic.” “I don’t care what you think of me.” She moves closer and I catch the scent of her perfume again making my head hurt. “I’m done playing nice you Dahlia.” “I don’t want him back.” “Then why haven’t you told him to leave? Why do you stand there and let him touch you like you’re still his wife?” “We’re divorced,” I say slowly so her fish brain can pick up. “We have a business contract. That’s it. If you have a problem with where Sebastian spends his time, then maybe you should be having this conversation with him instead of me”

With wide eyes, Maggie said, “You didn’t seem to like men who play by the rules, do you? You like men who keep you guessing, and you like them to give you surprise.” “What are you talking about?” Maggie approached Alice and said, “I’m simply curious. I have met a lot of men, but Damian is certainly in the top three. No offence, dear. I recently read a book that said that, if you think about getting divorced before getting married, it will most likely happen later. It was all about woman’s intuition.” “What exactly do you mean?” “I mean, what do you think will be the reason if you and Zayden divorce later?”

Yes, he had the money, more than enough, and providence has given big money in his possession. When Vivian drove into her car park, in her apartment, on campus that night, she was unable to sleep. She felt the tears rolling her eyelashes on remembering Charles abandoning her. She wiped the tears that bedewed her face with a scarlet handkerchief as she drew a shaky breath. It would be so easy, she realized to love this man, named John Hill. Too easy! Besides, it was her fault for not having known that something wasn’t quite right about her from the very start, when she starts dating John Hill while under Charles. She had found the biography of John exciting, and the strange notion she took to

Conversations had happened in rooms she was no longer invited into and plans had been set in motion while she lay in a hospital bed, grieving more than just her health. The divorce papers were not the deepest betrayal, they were simply the first visible crack.

“Evidence? Who will believe a pathetic, unstable wife like you?” The divorce battle was brutal and public. Ronan’s lawyers tried to paint Sarah as an unfit mother who abandoned her duties and had secret affairs. But the photos of bruises, the financial control records, and Shenina’s own innocent statements to the child psychologist turned the tide. After months of hearings, the judge granted Sarah primary custody of Shenina with generous visitation for Ronan. She also received a substantial settlement, far more than Ronan wanted to give, thanks to Alex’s team exposing hidden assets.

Jesus fucking Christ. A breath shudders from me, and I struggle to accept that my family betrayed me. They tried to get rid of Vittoria. I just need to fucking hold my wife again. Fuck, she must be so fucking traumatized! Christ, baby. I’m fucking sorry.

I whispered. “Shut up, you whore. I am glad I never opened my heart to you. I will never do so anyway.” Victor fired before throwing a file that Dorcas handed him.“Those are the divorce papers. You don’t need to sign them. Our marriage wasn't even registered. As far as the law is concerned, we were never married.” Tears streamed down my face. I had been deceived the entire time. Victor then turned toward the door. “Take her away. She has tried, time and again, to hurt my fiancée.”

Your comments were priceless, and I’m genuinely grateful for all that you’ve shared with me. If you didn’t know, this novel is Book 2 of “Divorced My Cheating Husband, Married a Billionaire.” It tells the story of Charlie’s parents, Adrian and Riley King. And just for your information, in book 1, Charlie and Taylor’s story is also attached there. Up next is Freya's story, Charlie's sister. You can also read my other books by searching for the titles below: The Wright Family Series (Each one is a standalone): Book 1: Mommy, Where Is Daddy? The Forsaken Daughter’s Return