Her Perfect Life After Divorce Novels & Stories

“Do you think being in the same social status and family background makes it all to be a perfect pair?” “Yes!” she proudly replied, “Look at your father and I, we have such a beautiful son.” “You mean, my cheating father?” “Daniel!,” her eyes turned dark. “I dare you to say that again right now!” She was in disbelief that I blurted the same words I have been telling her. The reason she didn’t want to divorce my father was because the Company would naturally fall out of my hands and she was afraid we won’t live anymore. I closed my eyes, distressed as I touched my forehead and motioned.

I got a phone call from Susie, and I pushed the blonde off my lap to answer, she was boring me anyway and I couldn’t cum from her motions. She scoffed and got dressed angrily before storming out the door. “Hey kiddo.” I greeted my daughter. “Dad! Did you see the news?” She asked. “What news?” “She’s getting divorced, now’s your chance!” She told me. “Who’s getting divorced?” I asked. “Tiffany! They announced it in the paper today. They cited irreconcilable differences.” I was floored and was processing the information my daughter just gave me. “What makes you think I want to try again?” I asked her.

"When James and I separated years ago, it was just bad timing. When I returned, I thought we'd lost our chance. I know how much you loved him. If you hadn't been so understanding, we might never have gotten back together." "You're wrong." Sarah met her eyes. "I'm not divorcing him to bring you two together. I'm not that selfless. I'm divorcing him because I don't want to love him - and I won't anymore.” She'd spent three years trying to be the perfect Mrs. Chancer, and failed. In that time, she probably had better odds winning the lottery than making James love her. Why keep forcing it? The moment she decided on divorce, she knew she had to let go. Yes, she'd done everything for James, only

After all, a couple everyone had once envied was now separated by life and death before their vows were even complete. The joyful atmosphere of the nationwide livestream collapsed into grief. Comments flooded the screen. "What kind of pain makes a bride jump into the ocean on her wedding day?" "That phone definitely held secrets. Something about this is seriously wrong." "I used to think their breakup would make me stop believing in love. Honestly? This is worse than a breakup." … From that day forward, the once proud Adrian Ashford changed completely. He locked himself in his room and drank constantly, hoping that enough alcohol would allow him to see me once more in his dreams.

Inez knew Risa's character very well. Allisya felt uncomfortable. Turns out, life after marriage wasn't as beautiful as she had imagined. Even though Inez and Andre were good in-laws, Grandma Risa's presence in the middle of her already shaky marriage—with all its various problems—made things even more complicated. But she had to endure and get used to it. Surely, after some time, Grandma Risa would become a good person. That's what she thought in her heart. "Why did you two go out last night? What happened?" asked Risa, wanting to know. Even in the middle of the night, Andre had left the house with Inez.

Smiling to myself, I relax back on the lounging chair, basking in the Hawaii sun as the world around me shimmers and shines. I always thought divorcing Nico would be the end of everything. I always thought of him as someone that was supposed to give my life some kind of meaning. But more than one year after our divorce and I am living the best life I could ever live. Divorce from Nico isn’t nearly like what I envisioned.

What a load of hot air! Moreover, she secretly rejoiced in the fact that after the divorce, that trashy Alex would no longer rely on her family. When they went bankrupt later and were poor enough to sleep rough on the streets, that wouldn’t have anything to do with them. On the other hand, she could find an ideal husband for Dorothy. With Dorothy’s title as the CEO of Assex Constructions and her perfectly beautiful face, Claire would definitely be able to find a perfect son-in-law for her. However…

After catching my supposedly frigid wife, Emmy Winslow, aroused by our household robot butler, I swallowed my disgust and sent the machine to a destruction facility. I never expected that decision to cost her life. On the way to chase after the robot, Emmy was involved in a horrific car accident and died at the scene. From that day on, I became notorious in our social circle as the jealous husband who drove his wife to her death. Five years passed. Night after night, I tortured myself by wondering if she would still be alive had I not been so petty over a machine. Until today, while discussing business at a private club, I passed a half-open VIP suite and heard one of Emmy's closest frie

perfect name will be tainted. Without thinking it through, Elsie blurted, Then you shouldn’t have divorced in the first place.

Even though they had adopted Laura and given her everything, they continued to search as if a part of them would always remain incomplete. "I thought they had finally moved on," she said, her words muffled against my shirt. "I've tried so hard, Marcus. I've tried to be everything they could want in a daughter. I get perfect grades, I help with their charity events. I never cause trouble. But it's like... it's like no matter what I do, there's always this ghost between us." I kissed the top of her head and pulled her closer. "But that doesn't mean they don't love you."