Lisa Strand Maa Divorce Novels & Stories

Chapter 8: Ashes and New Flames The divorce was finalized three months later. It was brutal but fair. Lila walked away with the apartment, a generous settlement, and half the profits from the now-successful Meridian deal. Ryan got to keep his dignity in public and his new family with Mia, but he paid dearly for the betrayal. The business community whispered, but Lila emerged stronger—her career skyrocketing as she launched her own boutique marketing firm.

Henry stopped harassing me after that, and he signed the divorce papers without a fuss. After successfully divorcing him, I left the country with Myles. My life had been limited within this city for years, and I wanted to breathe the fresh air in another place. With Myles by my side, I was happily fed with good food even though I was in another country. He always knew what I loved to eat.

"You’re here alone? Where's Sebastian?" I felt my muscles tighten. The question hit me harder than I expected, like a sudden, sharp gust of wind knocking the breath from my lungs. For a moment, I wished I had stayed home. With an awkward smile, I set my glass down and forced my voice to remain steady. "We divorced." Alicia’s eyes widened in genuine shock. She reached for my hand, squeezing it lightly. "Oh my days, Davina. I'm so sorry to hear that." I shook my head, offering a small smile. "It’s fine. Really."

"Our home has literally become Joana's. To make matters worse, Jeffery recently employed her as his personal assistant. Gives them a better guise for their illicit affair." "I feel like I've heard enough for a year!" Beulah groaned, looking quite disgusted. "And after all these, you still let him in between your thighs?" Lisa glared at me, making me confused. "H....how?" "How?! Girl, start depriving him of sex. That would be the first step in making him grow frustrated of you. You really want this divorce, right?" "Ahhh, Lisa. If only things were that easy." "What do you mean?" Her forehead scrunched up in folds.

" Mason pressed on, his frown deepening at the lie she just told him. Lisa noticed it and left the bed, striding up to him where he stood in front of the wardrobe. She was still stark naked, her breasts plump with pointed nipples, but Mason doesn't seem to be moved at all. "I am very sorry for lying to you. She is my stepdaughter, but she is just like a maid to me." Lisa explained, and his lips curled into a smirk. "She does whatever you ask her, right?" "Yes. Without hesitation," Lisa replied, gloating. "I know you fell deeply in love with me all this time we were in this relationship, and guess what? I also feel the same way for you. I've arranged a divorce letter for my wife, who has beco

mail To: Larrykesington@g***l.com Subject: Divorce Proceedings Larry, As you made known to me the other day, you want absolutely nothing to do with me and honestly, I understand. We were married all for a few weeks before realizing we had made the worst mistake of our lives. Obviously, the next plan should be to divorce. I don't think either of us want a messy divorce. I can live without anything from you but I honestly think that a million dollars is too excessive for a severance pay. Please reconsider.

" Lucinda lowered her head as though embarrassed while stealing a glance at Lance's reaction. Lance took a quiet sip of his coffee. "I've been married to Brianna for ten years. A divorce could attract unnecessary attention and bad press." He conveniently left out the fact that we were childless only because he never wanted children, and that every one of Lucinda's so-called achievements had been built on other people's work and claimed as her own. I was about to enter the room when Marlene, Lance's sister, chimed in, "Really?! You think people are going to think you're weird for that? Get with the times already! People divorce for far less, even after being with someone much longer!

She yelled, her fists clenching and unclenching. There's no way she's entertaining him anymore. She's done with the charade. She's fúcking done with Alex and his antics. Last night had killed every decision she made concerning him staying with her for a month. It was over. This bloody cunt! How dare he? Right now she was too pissed and all her reasoning were thrown out the window. All she wanted was to see him leave. "The divorce. Let's make it official. We will publicly disclose our marital split!" Louisa said coldly, not giving a shit about Alex's torn expression

Luna stated. Lisa hesitated. Then, with a deep breath, she repeated. “Three-foot world. Tackle only what's directly in front of me.” Luna hummed in agreement. She looked at Lisa. “Want to hear a secret?” Lisa’s eyes widened. “What secret?” Luna smiled. “I’m a divorcee.” There was a beat of silence before Lisa let out a surprised laugh. “Wow. That's surprising. I never would have guessed that.” Luna shrugged. “It’s not exactly something I talk about.”

“Is divor—” “Sarah? I'll see you around, okay? Thank you so much!” Alaina cut in like it was a secret— an open one obviously. “Thank you.” Sarah, panicked, scurried away and I was left with a PA who glared at me like she was contemplating holding a knife to my neck. “What's your deal? You really…are the CEO, aren't you?” Her arms were folded across her chest and her lips tightly pursed. “First you lie about not having your phone while we were stuck in a goddamn elevator, and now you want to explain to a stranger that I'm divorced?! How very considerate of you!”