Find My Mate After Divorce Novels & Stories

But the love I once knew was gone. If he wants a divorce. Fine by me. I won't stay in this meaningless marriage anymore. I turned and walked out of the room without another word. *** In my bedroom, I pulled out a suitcase and began packing my things. My hands moved, grabbing clothes and tossing them into the bag. I didn’t know where I was going, but I couldn’t stay here. As I reached for a box on the top shelf of the closet, something fell out—a small medal, tarnished with age. I picked it up, my fingers brushing over the engraved letters.

my heart breaks as I look at my mate. How can I fix this?

I failed her as a mate. Griffen had been out with the men, searching relentlessly. He kept me updated, but I could tell he was becoming frustrated at her being gone too. They seemed to have a connection between them as well, which warmed my heart but also broke it at the same time. He missed her too, and I could tell he was frustrated every day he came back searching for her.

"Last rule, after divorce, you must not talk to me even if we meet again. Although I think it is highly unlikely." "What's highly unlikely?" he asked. "That I will not talk to you?" "That we will meet again." I cleared. "You'll probably be busy with your rightful mate. And I'm going to be busy with whatever I want to be." I smiled. I can't wait for that to happen. Jeff stared at me intently. "An actress?" I shrugged. "I don't know yet. But since I'm getting a million, maybe I can be a businesswoman?" I kidded.

I’m such a bad mate to her. I have searched everywhere for her, my men are looking for her as well, but nothing was found, it's like she disappears into the thin air. I should have never been so terrible or acted like a bastard to my destiny mate, I regret all my actions, I don't even know where she went to, I don't know anything about her, I only knew her name was Mia.

If I start raising my voice, he will also lose his temper and we will end up arguing again. I averted my gaze and stared at the air. “Our marriage bruised our hearts and soul, Tyler. Our misery brought us to a painful divorce…” He was still silent as if he didn't want to hear me out. I took a deep sigh and slowly turned to him, “Our divorce was the right choice, though. We can finally talk calmly now. I also know that in the future, we can look at each other’s eyes without hatred. And for Millie, I’m willing to do this. I don’t wanna live forever in hatred. I also want to be happy. Millie deserves to be happy. And for that to happen, we have to be mature.”

Despite my sadness, I promised her that I would be home soon. My mind drifted while I sat on the plane. New York. After all that had happened, it looked strange to return after such a long time. It's been five years. I hadn't returned since my divorce. I had buried memories of the city. I had memories of a man whom I thought would be my forever partner but who left me without thinking twice. But I was a different lady, and it seemed like a different world now.

She had never been the type to nag at me. Since our divorce wasn't finalized yet, all I did was mute her messages. However, Willow was determined to find me. She even hired someone to look into my whereabouts overseas. She kept waiting for me to send her a reply, but I never did. In the last few days, she had sent me more messages than she ever did throughout our four-year marriage. In order to force me to show myself, she posted a picture of me online and claimed that she had lost contact with me—her husband. She asked the public to help her look for me. She also explicitly wrote that she didn't want a divorce.

I guess after that, I won’t be much interested in parties and birthday cake. I left my dads to handle Mom and head over to the main table, where Matthew is looking around. “Lose someone?” I ask, chuckling. “You know I’m looking for my mate,” he says. “And I don’t see her. That’s not fair. You have Rylee already.” I shrug. “I don’t know for sure she’s my mate yet, but I’m pretty sure. I know you’ll find yours soon. Don’t worry.” “Easy for you to say,” he says.

They just want to disturb me further with their dramas. Charlotte came over to take me from my comfort zone and successfully got me to bring her back home. Then Mom invites me for dinner, which she used or should I say turned into an interrogation room. Gosh! These two women in my life are just giving me stress and stress alone. Only Macey can take this from me. But I need to find her location. She just disappeared after the divorce with no trace. Her number isn't reachable, no one can tell me exactly where she is. This is just so unbearable. But I'm not going to give up. I'm going to find her.