La Emperatriz Divorciada Novels & Stories

VALERIA Emiliano Navarro Reyes had already signed the divorce papers, and as planned, Renata Salgado Mora had retrieved them for me. His willingness to sign so quickly did not surprise me anymore. There was a time I would have called it love, but now I knew it was simply indifference dressed up as convenience. I stared out of the airplane window as the clouds stretched endlessly beneath me, and for a moment, memories I had buried for two years came rushing back with uncomfortable clarity.

Hearing about my decision to step down broke his heart. His reaction made me understand how important my image was to the company. Unfortunately, Cyril’s grandmother failed to realize that. “Cyril and I are officially divorced now. I guess that’s why he couldn’t show up today,” I explained. “That’s why I’m handing this document to his representative.” I handed some documents to Rene. I didn’t waste my time explaining to her what the documents meant because I was confident she understood everything perfectly. The smile on her face said it all. She wanted this more than anything in the world.

A soft voice asked and Cara turned to the staircase, a woman, a very beautiful woman stood carefully descended down the staircase stopping before her. "Mom...." "Is it true?" "What?" "Is what the papers said true!?" Evelyn raised her voice and flung the newspaper she was holding at her. Cara picked up the papers and read the headlines. BILLIONAIRE DAMIEN ZORIC'S WIFE CARA ZORIC DIVORCED AND ACCUSED OF INFIDILITY. Cara collapsed on the couch covering her mouth as she sobbed. The headlines had a picture of her and Damien. "I didn't cheat on him, I want to see Dad."

She is smiling seductively on the camera making me smirk. “Emilia Lucille De Lapaz.” I read her name. Actually, I didn’t expect that her name will roll smoothly on my tongue. I continued to scroll down to look even more on her profile. “She’s once married an anonymous man?” I asked myself when I saw that her status was divorced. I fished my phone and dialed Sumeria’s number. “What can you say about it?” she asked. “Who’s the anonymous man?” I breathe. She giggled on the other line.

“I’ve been calling Lena for days and she hasn’t answered me once. What the hell is going on.” “She’s not here,” I reply. Beth turns slowly, arms crossing. “What does that mean, she’s not here.” “It means we are divorced,” I snap. “She left.” Beth just stares at me for a second, like she’s trying to decide if I’m joking. “What the fuck do you mean, you are divorced,” she says finally. “I mean exactly what I said,” I reply. “It’s done we are over.” She lets out a sharp laugh that has no humor in it. “You are full of shit.”

“I know. I can already see it. The luxurious vacations, the designer clothes, the diamonds. All mine.” Elisa squeals. “God, I’m so jealous. How much is Emily getting from the divorce?” I roll my eyes, still searching for my lip gloss. “Over five hundred million dollars.” Elisa gasps, practically choking. “Five hundred million dollars?! Are you serious?! That’s outrageous!” I huff in agreement. “I know, right? For what? For being a dull, lifeless wife? She’s lucky Carlos is even giving her that much. She should take the money and disappear.”.

he offered; a temptation that sounded too good to be true. Reminding him who I was and that my divorce to Fred wasn’t finalized, Harry didn’t seem to care. “A beautiful woman like yourself is rare. You’re worth waiting for. So, tell me, Emma, Emily, what’s your answer?” And he smiled.

I wasn't going to let my marriage go down the drain, because of Emory's jealousy and evil. "No! Don't touch me! I've already wasted enough time with you. I'm done." He said, pushing me away from him. He looked at me like I disgusted him and that thought alone made my heart clench. Why did all this have to happen now!? Why now that our life is finally falling into place? Why now that we are starting our own family? Was this Emory's plan all along? She had never shown signs of being in love with my husband, but her insisting on me divorcing Sebastian because he was 'impotent' and unable to bear a child was quite suspicious.

The old lady shook her head and sighed. Emma chuckled and didn't say anything. She knew that, in reality, Princess Christina and her previous husband had a deep affection for each other. Despite the husband's physical weakness, he excelled in literature, calligraphy, and painting. He was considerate and noble, and together with the Princess, they seemed like a perfect couple. Those who harbored petty jealousy and spite toward talented individuals essentially used falsehoods and fabrications as a cover. Later, when the husband passed away, Emma overheard the Queen inadvertently reveal that he hadn't died due to tuberculosis... "Yes, Princess Christina truly deserves sympathy," Emma nodded as

Lolita felt as if she just needed to sit there and close her eyes for just a moment. The empress did just that. As she settled there on the bench, she closed her eyes and waited for her upset to leave. In her mind, she believed her upset stomach was just a symptom of her emotional upset from her latest fight with Franco and the failure of there being any connection between Tatiana and a suitor. She couldn’t get the other two bonded to life partners until they bonded Tatiana to a life partner. No one seemed to understand the need to have her daughters settled with the right life partners. The wrong life partners would end up with them dead. It was better if they were miserable like her and al