Frank And Amelia Divorce Novels & Stories

Patrick had made up his mind, and I wasn’t sure anything I would say would make him reconsider his decision. As my eyes darted toward the divorce papers, a lone tear dropped down from my eye. Was this really the end of my marriage? The thought of ending things felt so scary. I wasn’t ready to get a divorce. It never crossed my mind. My marriage was so perfect, and I thought we would be married forever. Patrick promised me that he would never give up on me. But I guess it was all a lie. He jumped at the first chance he saw to leave me.

“But I was miserable. Now I have everything I ever wanted.” “What do you mean?” I asked, my heart sinking. “You live here? You own this car?” He nodded slowly. “But how?” I cried. “We made plans for this life. I believed we’d get here together eventually.” “Anna,” he said coldly, “just take it as me setting you free. Sign the divorce papers. I’ve found someone else. Please go and forget about me.” It felt like my heart was being ripped apart. Silent tears streamed down my face.

Amelia laughed when she heard what Felix said. “Never, I will never let you go to her, you’re mine. Have you forgotten you chose me on the wedding day, you were supposed to choose one of us that day but you ended up coming to me. Felix you chose me, and we're going to be together for a very long time, so don’t you ever talk about getting a divorce, I won’t let it happen.” “Amelia, you’re crazy.” Felix said and walked away

I gave a small nod, and he said, “Alright. I’ll come find you after.” Damian’s expression darkened as he saw Axel and me speaking. His face was filled with frost. “Amelia, do I need to remind you? You’re still Mrs. Hansen.” The way he pronounced “Mrs. Hansen” was deliberate, each syllable harsh and biting. I pulled a divorce agreement out of my bag. “Here, I’ve got it ready. I was planning to come to you tomorrow to sign it, but since you’re here now, why don’t we get it done? Let’s part ways peacefully—what do you say?”

Edward explained to Amelia with a warm smile. "Ooh, is that what you meant?" Amelia asked Edward, who nodded in reply. "Well, I'm sorry to disappoint you, Mr. Williams, but I'm a model now, and I have a very busy schedule, so I can't sit back and be a housewife, and neither can I be a good wife to you, so I think it would be better that we officialise our divorce so that you can get married to someone who isn't as busy as I am and who will also be a good housewife to you," Amelia said to Edward.

"How about we get married like they want, and divorce three months after?" Mike leaned on his chair, it was an interesting proposal. He had that in mind. He believed he was going to get married for his family's sake, and then he would get divorced from his wife. His father hadn't said he couldn't get a divorce if the marriage wasn't working. But, the moment Amelia walked in. He was attracted to her beauty, maybe that was what his father had seen and why he had insisted that it was Amelia he had to get married to. Whatever the reason was, Mike was attracted to her and every notion of getting divorced a few months after marriage had left his mind. Speaking to Amelia only increased his curiosit

“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—”

A broken marriage. A cheating father. A home poisoned by lies. I couldn't do that to my baby. And I couldn't do it to myself either. By the time sunlight filled the room completely, I had made my decision. I was going to divorce my husband. Get the abortion. And leave his life forever. I was done being the only one fighting for a marriage that died long ago.

" 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."

Amelia said, glaring at him coldly. Christopher stopped in his tracks. He looked deeply at Amelia's back and said nothing. After Amelia visited Dorothy, she went to the bedroom and the study. When she was about to leave, Christopher said he wanted to give her a lift. "I drove," Amelia said to him. "We're divorced, and everyone knows that. There's no need to put on an act." Christopher's phone rang. It was Nicole. He glanced at Amelia before turning around to take the call. Amelia smirked before driving off. She handed the task of the paternity test to someone else.