La Heredera Divorciada Novels & Stories

Hidden under the name Zairayah—the mysterious investor with no surname. He had always been curious about that investor, but I never revealed my identity. I didn't want him to feel intimidated. "I am done loving you, Ethan Evans," I whispered quietly, imagining what my life would look like without him. Everything we built together was destroyed because of his childhood sweetheart, Mia Walker. And today— I will be the one asking for a divorce.

My lawyer then slid a paper of the divorce finalization on the table in front of him while he was in a call he doesn’t want to end. “Sign here.” He said and Nathan barely looked up. “Mm,” Nathan mumbled and signed without reading it. I scoffed once again and leaned against my chair, glancing at the elders who are totally against of us divorcing. I grinned at their disappointed whispers and annoyance. That’s the alpha you are protecting with your lives for. Three years of marriage ended by a man too distracted to read what was in front of him. Even now that it’s done, he looked mildly inconvenienced. As though this hearing, or him simply signing a document were interrupting something more imp

Nan entered and sat beside her. They watched the news together. Maya felt distant, as though the world on the screen belonged to someone else. Just as the broadcast was about to end, the reporter added, “And in our final story, the youngest daughter of Mark Holdings, Bella Holdings, has gotten married to Damson Anderson in a grand ceremony.” Maya froze. She had been eating the toasted sweet potatoes Nan had made, but the food stopped in her mouth, her breath caught, and the world went silent. She looked incredibly hurt.

Gasps of surprise spread across the table, their gossip radars turning on. "The heir's wife?, then what about now? " A blonde haired woman with fiery red dress asked slowly, flinching at the cold glare Ava threw at her. "Well, from how there's no wedding band on her finger, she must have gotten a divorce, isn't that right there?" Kathleen drawled, her voice sympathetic. "That is correct, I divorced Ethan" Ava smiled back at Kathleen, though her hands in her lap were clenched tightly to stop her from trembling. "Haa, it must have been hard for you, you don't have to tell us about it if you're uncomfortable, at least you found your 'real' family" She turned towards the other women who were wat

she said between her teeth. “How dare you say I left you. After you tried to kill me? Was the divorce bot enough? You wanted me gone so badly?” He froze. “What?” Her gaze softened for the first time, but only for a second. “You think I died, Mr Andros? No. I survived. I survived and I'm back. Are you surprised? I'm back. And oh my darling ex-husband. This is just the beginning”, she sneered. “Navie is dead. She died years ago when you killed her. I am Jacintha. Jacintha Dela Torre”. She yanked his hands away.

he asked her, she sighed, she had this gentle gaze on, if one wouldn't know her, they wouldn't presume her to be the devil incarnate. “Well, Nolan feels he shouldn't because he was the one that asked Alanna for a divorce after she seduced him and slept with him all in the bid to marry him, but I feel the children might be an outcome of their unfortunate history but they are still his flesh and blood,” she responded in a low and calm tone. This witch! I cursed in a whisper, rolling my eyes. First of all, I asked Nolan for a divorce, after her perverted husband tried to rape me.

Hernandez told me. To hell with that gibberish! “I will divorce divorce him, I must. We need to look for a way to retain my inheritance after he signs the papers.” I said to him. He sighed and adjusted his glasses “Well, there is a way.” He told me and I shifted in my seat in hope that it was a possible way. “If you can get a husband after you divorce Gabriel then you can retain your inheritance.” I turned to look at my grandma after hearing this. “It’s true Rosa, you can only access your inheritance if you’re married.”

For once, I was grateful for my sister's stubbornness. Our parents flew in for the wedding. Everything was ready. Calypso was going along with it. At a point all I wanted was for it to be over so I could rest. I decided. The moment it was done, I'm divorcing Charles. Consequences be damned. A day to the wedding, I'm getting my things together when Seraphina calls. “So! Here's what I found about your mystery man!” Seraphina's chirper voice makes me smile. “Technically, he's not a member of the Halstead family. He was disowned years ago.”

THREE MONTHS LATER Two months had passed since the moment Valeria started bothering her son with the same thing: he had to be married to a powerful and capable woman by the time his son was born. And one month had passed for the world to meet the new wife of Zein Valladolid. Erika wasn’t capable of signing the documents of her divorce, so Valeria and Tomas took care of it. Countless times Zein had claimed to be him the one to ask her if she wanted to divorce him, but Valeria made sure that the few times he went to see her she looked like a damn crazy.

"You'll be free to ruin other men's lives from now on. I heard your father disinherited you. Is that true?" "For now. It's not like he's going to live forever, right?" She snorts. "I'm his only child and he'd never let his family inherit his wealth… so, everything will be left to my mother. Once he's dead, we'll both share his properties." "I feel very sorry for your father right now." I mutter. "When's the wedding?" She questions. "What wedding?" I'm confused. "Is someone getting married?" "You." She says. I exchange puzzled glances with Arian, wondering what she's talking about. Surely, the law doesn't allow a divorced couple to get married until after a few months has passed since the dis