Is Rhett Divorced Novels & Stories

Diane and Thomas exchanged concerned glances, sensing the seriousness in their daughter's tone. They nodded encouragingly, urging her to continue. Taking a deep breath, Rita revealed, "I... I am no longer with Jaden. We have divorced." Her words hung in the air, and the room filled with a heavy silence. She watched her parents' expressions change, registering a mixture of surprise and concern. Thomas spoke first, his voice laced with worry. "Rita, what happened? You were married for so long. Are you okay?"

“I can fix it.” “What do you mean?” My amusement faltered. “Fix what?” “Us.” He stepped closer. “You and me.” “Oh.” My stomach dropped. “Rhett…” “All you have to do,” he continued, voice firm, unwavering, “is divorce him.” For a second, I just stared at him. I searched his face for a crack, a smirk, a hint of mockery, anything at all, but there was none. “You’re joking,” I said slowly. “You have to be.”

He looked at Haley and leaned in to give her a kiss while he was still on the phone. "Besides, I don't need bridges burned or unburned." It seemed unbelievable to Kitty. "The lady you adore? What's so special about a divorced woman like Haley? Did she cast a spell on you? I'm going to die young because of you." Rhett was unconcerned. “I'll leave if there's nothing else.” "Don't hang up!" Yelled Kitty. "Return home. At this moment.” Rhett spoke in a bland tone. "I can't. I have essential tasks to complete.”

“My daughter is going to be a mother.” Tears stung my eyes again. “Yes.” Victor gave a small approving nod. “That makes things even more complicated.” My father frowned. “What do you mean?” I told him everything. The divorce. The manipulation. The Carter family’s plan. The hidden tests. The inheritance. And the video. By the time I finished, my father’s expression had turned dangerously cold. “So my brother hasn’t changed,” he said quietly. “No,” I replied. “He’s worse.” Sam Speaks

He feels so relieved that all he does is hug her tightly. However, his brow raises when she pushes him away from her and she looks at him indifferently. " I heard you are my husband!" She says, with a cold tone. Vincent looks at her and then Joyce who shakes her head with a disappointed sad smile. " Ye-Yes?" He nods. " Please divorce me. I am in love with someone else!"

But I tried to let them know that it doesn't just work that way. Forgetting my husband and moving on after a solid five years… was hard. And realizing how much sacrifices he made for me that I didn't see back then and how much he tried to make us work until he stopped trying felt like chewing on pains. But he should have pushed just a little more. Maybe we'd still be here and happy. But instead he let us get divorced, leaving me broken and alone. “It feels unreal to be attending the famous Harrington's event,” Caspian enthused, his words slicing through my thoughts. “ I would call it luck for you to work with them because I bet their bases should be on another level, right?”

He said coldly without any hint of flirtatiousness. “Grey, please, I need…” Enough, Cynthia!” He shut her up and began to yell at her, throwing her hands in the air when she insisted on touching him. “I hope you can still remember that it was on a celebration day like this that I gave that good-for-nothing woman a divorce letter, right?” Grey threatened with a hoarse voice. Cynthia was stunned to know that Grey still remembered his divorce incident. “What the fuck does he mean by that? Is he threatening to serve her a divorce as well on her birthday?” She thought in annoyance.

Fred’s POV Henry our butler told me Emily had actually signed the divorce agreement, and I’m not going to lie, I was surprised. “She also got into a Rolls-Royce, Sir,” he told me when I returned home that evening. Retreating to the living room, I settled down in front of the fire Henry had made. I can’t believe that she really did it. I honestly didn’t expect her to sign the papers so easily! I dwelled to myself. But this was what I wanted, was it not? I had longed for Nancy all these years, and finally, we were together.

“You’re scaring me.” Rosemary suddenly stopped, her shoulders trembling. A broken whisper escaped her lips. “He… divorced me. In front of everyone.” Lila froze. “What?!” Rosemary slowly turned, tears streaming down her face. “Adrian… my husband… he gave a diamond necklace to another woman. And then… he said, ‘from tonight, I divorce you.’ Everyone laughed at me, Lila. They laughed at me like I was some kind of clown!” Her sobs erupted. She collapsed onto the floor, covering her face with both hands.

When they found out I actually divorced Rose, they were shocked. "Don’t mind James. He’s just messing with us," Anthony said, nudging Stefan and laughing. I let out a deep sigh, set my glass on the table, and looked at Anthony. "I’m serious. I really divorced her." I didn’t even have to look at them to know they were stunned. I rarely joked, and they all knew that. “You idiot! Why would you do that?” Stefan snapped again, clearly upset. "Let’s just calm down. Maybe James meant he’s planning to divorce her. He couldn’t have done it without telling us first."