Novel & Cerita Her Bright Life After Divorce

“Don't say anything; I know how.” Smiling, she goes, “Good, now what are you going to do about him?” Good question, “I'm still going through with the divorce and getting my freedom from the Milian family.” They treated me like garbage when I was married to him, and I don't want to go back to that. “ Oh my god!” she yelled excitedly, “I got it you two could start dating after the divorce” Getting up from my spot, I touched her forehead to make sure she wasn't sick because she was starting to talk nonsense. “ nope, no, nope,” I told “ that's not going to happen” I was trying to make myself believe my own words.

‎I stood up abruptly and brought out a dress, in their presence there, I swung it over my body while removing the pyjamas off my body and then walked out of the room. ‎They could have all the time in the world with themselves. ‎While I walked on the cool pavement of our estate, I wondered what to do with my life now, Lexa was back and my husband had gone back to her while I remained invisible in the marriage. ‎ I wasn't considering divorce in any way but that seemed to be the only option. ‎Seconds later, I boarded a taxi and arrived at the hospital several minutes later. ‎I met the doctor, and after waiting for my results, the news he gave me shocked me to my bones.

“Rachel, I know this is hard for you, you have to get over this. Even after we divorce, it is best you do not stay with Dominic. He is a lunatic.” Rachel looked at him in disdain. “And so you are!” She snapped. “You feel like you're the perfect one, even when you're not even close. You and Evangeline had always tormented my life, now you're here to educate me on Dominic. Spare me the education because he is way better than you are.” Bryce stared at her for a moment before speaking up. “Rachel, what are your plans after we divorce?” He asked. Rachel shifted her gaze from him. “When we are divorced, we'll go our separate ways, my life and my plans are not your business anymore.”

she said quietly, locking eyes with the woman who had loved her like a daughter. Vivian tilted her head, waiting for the news. Brielle took another deep breath and finally spoke. “We’re divorced. Ethan and I.”

"First, congratulations on getting compromising footage that could damage my reputation. Even if you post that video online, I won't sue you. After all, you'd just be showing more people how much I miss my ex-wife." Hearing Harvey's words, Elara felt no stirring in her heart. If anything, she almost wanted to laugh. "So, you regret divorcing me?" Elara asked him. Harvey shook his head. "If we hadn't divorced, our marriage would still be as dull as stagnant water. Actually, from another perspective, I created the woman you are today! Only after our divorce did you become truly remarkable in my eyes." Elara packed her laptop back into its bag and zipped it up. "Harvey, don't push my limits, es

It’s as though my entire life, especially my professional one, has suddenly turned into a mess. I’m Luca Bright. Thirty years old. Still unmarried. No girlfriend, no children, just me and this unpredictable life. A few months ago, I broke up with the woman I thought I’d spend forever with. Turns out, she was cheating on me, with my best friend, of all people. The betrayal hit hard, but instead of letting it break me completely, I chose to let go and focus on rebuilding my life. Time isn’t exactly on my side anymore, so I’ve been doing everything I can to make each day count.

Mom and Dad have been divorced for ten years. One day, I come across a discussion thread. "Are all children of divorce having it hard?" I join the discussion. "Not always. Personally, I'm living pretty decently. After my parents' divorce, my sister and I were separated—one of us went to live with our paternal grandparents, and the other with our maternal grandparents. "For the last ten years, my parents have visited me once a year. Although they usually only stay for a few days, I can tell that they still love me." Within a minute, someone replies to my comment. "Girl, are you sure? My parents are divorced as well, but they can't bear to leave me at all. I've been with them since I wa

Dylan looked at his phone screen for a while, sighed, and packed up his briefcase, having switched off his computer and set to leave for home. Bright Kingston knocked and walked into Dylan's office as Dylan had contacted him to see him. "You sent for me, boss," Bright said, meeting Dylan's gaze. Bright wore a light blue shirt paired with black plain trousers and black shoes, and he was very tall. He looked at Dylan and heard him say, "Yes, I did. Tomorrow, I want you to branch out to Barrister Chris's office to help me get the divorce papers from him." "Divorce??" Bright looked shocked as he gasped. He quickly composed himself and said, "Forgive me, boss, but who owns the divorce documents?"

“You are fired!” Was what my last employer had said to me, after I had messed up again, during orders. It’s been two months since the divorce and though I managed to get some jobs, keeping them seemed way harder. I had run into Clint and Astrid a few times as well. They were doing well together and they’d feel relieved knowing that I was struggling all on my own. My family were also upset and had severed their ties with me, because of the decision I had taken.

Surprisingly, he found that he could still reach her through I*******m, a connection that had persisted despite their divorce. Despite the passage of time, he hadn't blocked her profil;e from I*******m, holding onto a faint hope that a message from Amanda might appear. Yet, she never reached out. Initially, he believed she couldn't bear to live without him, anticipating her persistent attempts to reconcile and win him back after the divorce. It was only at this moment that he realised his assumption was incorrect. Amanda, as it turned out, was a person of great pride.