Fluffy Divorce Novels & Stories

The word "divorce" stunned Vivian. She grabbed my wrist and asked, "All this just because I asked you to hand over your salary? Are you even a man?" "No, I'm not," I answered flatly. I didn't feel like arguing anymore, so I slammed the door as I left. This time, she followed me out. In public, Vivian shouted at me without a care about who was watching. "Did you pay a single penny when I bought the house? When we renovated it, did you contribute anything?

Mason Chapman has lost his memories. He has forgotten everything about me. His memories are stuck in the year he was most in love with his ex-wife, Tiffany Auburn. No matter how much the people around him try to talk sense into him, he remains convinced I'm the other woman who has come between him and Tiffany. The doctor says there's a chance he might recover his memories, so I cling to that hope and refuse to let go. Within three years, we divorce and remarry many times. We become the biggest joke in the city's social circles. People even start placing bets on when I'll finally give up and when Mason will regain his memories. Then, news of our eighth divorce makes the trending searches

The waiter nodded and disappeared. The silence stretched charged, watchful. “So,” he said the moment we were alone, his voice lower now. “Tell me about yourself. Married or have a boyfriend.” I gave a small, guarded smile. “By now, you should already know a lot about me. What are you waiting for?” “Yes,” he replied evenly, “but I want to hear from you.” I exhaled slowly. The truth pressed against my ribs, heavier than I expected. “I was married,” I said. “Recently divorced.” My fingers tightened around the edge of the table. “My husband cheated. He was my first… in everything.”

" It was only now that I discovered that such shameless people existed. Before I could say a word, a neighbor pulled me aside. "How could you be so shameless? How much more shameless can you get?" "You disgusting girl! You make infidelity sound so romantic." Countless scoldings surrounded her. Mindy sternly warned the people around her, "What does it have to do with you? What's your role in this? He's my husband. This is a private matter." I smiled. "I've already signed that divorce agreement."

From time to time, they would bring up a few vulgar topics too. As they talked, the topic turned to Sydney and Julien’s marriage. President Miles deliberately asked, “Why did you divorce President Flint? How many hundred million dollars did you get from his assets?” “We didn’t get along. That was why we divorced.” Sydney pursed her lips tightly and quickly replied, “Since Flint Corporation belongs to President Flint, and I am in no position to take anything from him, I didn’t get anything from the divorce.” “How rude of President Flint.” President Miles lamented and looked at Sydney unscrupulously. “To think you slept with him for six years, and he didn’t give you any compensation when you d

Dorothy frowned as she said, “Mom, who angered you again?” Claire said, “Who else do you think it is? That trashy ex-husband of yours. I’m truly speechless at him. He just got a divorce with you and now he’s seeing that dumb b*tch Sharpay Bellamy. Does he want to hang onto the Assexes’ women and die so badly?”

What do you mean? My voice was flat. "Divorce. Didn't we already agree?" She tried to speak, but I cut her off. "I know everything about you and Alec. Don't bother—the more you talk, the cheaper you sound." Her whole body collapsed, like air leaking from a balloon. The light in her eyes was gone. Silent and heavy, she followed the lawyer's directions, and just like that, the divorce was done. When she got her copy, she froze, then broke down crying. She wanted to say something, but I didn't look back. I just walked away.

She ignored how much pain I had been going through and kept insisting on staying together. Yet, this time, everything had changed. Florence suddenly recalled the most recent stack of papers she had signed and my subsequent silence. She fell to the floor on her knees, covered her face, and started to cry. “No, it’s impossible. Ty would never divorce me.” Seeing Florence crying so piteously made Isaiah’s jealousy intensify. “What’s so great about Tyson Schultz? He’s already divorced you!” Right after he said this, Florence slapped him. “Nonsense! There’s no way Tyson would abandon me! If you keep saying such nonsense, I’ll kill you!”

Orly Lazy was just like that being pulled by Ramma Aubrey Hana Lie in the back was so angry that she swore. He dragged her home, passed Ling Ling Lazy, and didn't care that she kept dragging her up to her room. "Orly Lazy, do you think that if you leave a divorce paper, you can leave, you want to go look for Augustus Delvin, right?" He hasn't divorced her yet, she divorced him and wants to find a lover. Hearing him say that, she just smiled faintly, he was still the same, never understood her, trusted her, then she agreed to his will.

“What brings you here?” “Oh, just a little outing,” Lauren said, her tone sugary-sweet. “Though we’re surprised to see you here. Shouldn’t you be... nursing your broken heart somewhere?” Sophia felt Amelia stiffen beside her, but she reached out to pat her friend’s hand, signaling her to stay calm. “My heart’s just fine, thank you. Divorce can be quite freeing.” Evelyn’s eyes flashed with anger, her lips tightening. “Don’t flatter yourself, Sophia. You think you can walk away from this family unscathed?”