Novel & Cerita Her Perfect Life After Divorce

“What do you want to come next?” “Honestly? I don’t know. Three months ago I wanted revenge on Julian. Then I wanted to survive the divorce. Then I wanted to protect you and Ivy from my mess. But now?” I look around my apartment. “Now I just want this. Whatever this is. You. Ivy. Building something real.” “Even if it’s messy?” “Especially if it’s messy. Perfect is overrated. Real is better.” He kisses me. Soft. Sweet. Full of promise.

CHAPTER ONE. “Divorce?” Imani was shocked. Her hands were trembling as she stared down at the divorce paper with her. Luke rolled his eyes, “Yes. I'm divorcing you! I hate your face! Everything about you!” He added and Imani bat back her tears. “Is this your own way of sorting things out after you cheated? You are having an affair with another woman and you bring this?” Imani snapped, her shaky voice getting the best of her.

This would be the last time I would allow myself to shed tears over the collapse and shattering of my expectations and life, no more. Swiping at my face one last time, I crossed the distance between the bed and the door and walked out, closing it behind me and stepping out into the beginning of a new life.

He already told me that Favour was okay with this setup, but I didn't know if I can handle seeing them both here. "Are you okay?" I heard Grandma P asked me. I didn't notice that I was lost in my reverie l almost forgot this woman beside me. I suddenly felt guilty for not trying to reach out to her. Since we came back here in Lagos after our marriage in the UK, I hadn't tried to contact her even once. I was lost in trying to fit myself into Travis' world and how to be a perfect daughter-in-law to his parents. I was trying to be the perfect woman for Travis and eventually lose myself in the process. Grandma P was the only one who believes in me that I was a perfect match for Travis

Everything blended into perfection which made a really nice night view. “Avery never forgot you Scott. She's only in a relationship with Stephen to get back at you. My sister has suffered so much after your divorce- “We are not divorced! We are still married!” I saw her eyes go wide in confusion then shock until she squealed “What?!” she blinked fast “What do you mean by that? Not divorced? But she mentioned to us all that she signed - “Your sister never read what she had signed that day. If she had done so, then we wouldn't have been separated in the first place”

Thank god the divorce was done. She had a new life now.

She wanted to be a good wife to Maynard and she put her career on hold, now she's back to square one. "You must have heard of my divorce with Maynard, right?" She ask. "Honestly, I did.. I was unhappy it had to end up that way while everyone saw you guys as the perfect couple..." Olivia let out a chuckle.. "Perfect couple?"..She mumbled underneath her breath. That's what the masses thought... That she and Maynard were the perfect couple without knowing that they're nothing like that. "I Know it's not in my place to ask what transpired between you two, but are you really okay?"

The side effect had been the jealousy that had gripped her on their nights apart, the fear of him meeting someone more suitable that had plagued her. Now, her inadequacies don’t matter. Her imperfections didn’t matter. She and Taylor were together for a strict time period. This wasn’t permanent, and, as a result, she no longer had to put on the pretense of being perfect. If he was concerned that she was less than perfect, he wasn’t saying, and, really, why would he? In November, they would go their separate ways. They would divorce, and he could then find himself the perfect wife he needed.

, she groans. "Hey! No. No. Wait", I immediately snap. "This is definitely not happening ever. Stop just assuming anything" I hear her letting out a deep sigh. "God! Well, I kind of knew that. How can the most lovable and most perfect couple in Texas get divorced?" She cackles. "But you know life is a complicated shit!"

I murmured, more to myself than to him. Jacob cocked a brow. “She?” I clenched my jaw, gripping the glass tighter. “Juliet.” Understanding dawned on Jacob’s face. “Oh. Your ex-wife.” He exhaled, wiping the counter absentmindedly. "You didn’t expect her life to end after the divorce, did you? She’s still human. She deserves to live." I scoffed, shaking my head. "She didn’t just live, Jacob. She thrived. Three years later, she’s back—self-made, powerful. A son by her side. And the way she looked at me... like I was nothing."