Love After Divorce Book Novels & Stories

The sea breeze was relaxing as well as hearing my son’s giggles as Drake continued teaching him how to swim. I looked for the bookmark on the book, scanned a few pages, and was able to locate it. This was a romance novel that I had not read for almost seven years. After I got married, all my books were forgotten as I focused my attention on my husband. After the divorce, I sold everything that reminded me of my ex-husband, including his car, house, and lot, leaving nothing but my books, which I kept with me. It was a long and painful process, but it was worth it in the end. Until he returned. I was back to square one in handling my emotions and feelings.

Her tone turns grim as she murmurs the last sentence. I cup her face and confess, looking deeply into her eyes. “I never hated you, love. I’ve always loved you, and therefore your actions hurt me in past. But despite all the pain and hurt, I never stopped loving you. I couldn't bring myself to sign those divorce papers because deep down, I knew our paths would cross again and that we’re meant to be together.”

he asks again before taking another notice on the book. "okay, I recently finished reading Love Between Us. it is romance novel about a girl or let say a woman who got betrayed by her best friend and husband, but falls in love with another married man but he ends up breaking her heart by leaving her and moving to a different country after his wife died. She became a spiteful woman and literally hated men" I rant to him. " Well and how did you feel about the book" he asks

I sat with that for a long moment. It was not the dramatic answer. It was not the immediate one. It did not involve confronting Edward tonight or showing up at Sandra's door with the photographs or any of the things the loudest part of me had been imagining. It was slow. Careful. Deliberate. It was exactly the kind of plan that actually worked. "Okay," I said quietly. "Okay Lisa." She squeezed my hand. "You are not alone in this anymore Issy. I promise you that." I nodded and picked up my fork and finally took a bite of food that had gone slightly cold while we dismantled my marriage across a table by the water.

I opened it with a swipe, and reading the last messages left me convinced that my thoughts weren't just mere imagination. It all happened; my husband divorced me for real. Before I signed it that very day, he had sent to me the soft divorce papers. A sharp pain in my chest caused me to clutch at my bedsheet. The pain of not being able to receive the love I gave was a deep sense of failure. The ludicrous things I did for this love thing are things I wouldn't do anymore. Indeed, stupid love that isn't reciprocated is the worst thing that could happen to anyone.

I tried again to put my feelings into words, but all that came out of my mouth was, "Ollie..." "I'm sick of you, Iris. I've been pretty sick of you for a while, to be honest. I suppose it's good you caught me in the act. I want a divorce." "No," I croaked. "Yes," he hissed. "I'll serve you the papers soon enough. Now you have to leave this house." "Thi- This is my home," I stuttered. "I'm your wife." "Not anymore. Now leave." "Ollie, we were happy together. What has gotten into you?"

I have signed the divorce papers and left with nothing, but one thing is sure… He will regret it soon! Attention: This is the book 2 of Triumph Of My Cheating Husband.

Daniel who was still in shocked could not process what was actually happening. "The man I love is you. You were supposed to be with me in my time of happiness and success. You are the reason for it after all. The new book and the new chapter includes you. You are my source of happiness. Yes it's true that we can't change destiny but we can at least create our own one." "But it was you who wanted a divorce. I did not want you to feel guilty and regret after choosing love over someone who had been there for you through your hard times."

"Did you come all the way here just to lecture me?" "It's just that… You said you care about him, but have you put money where your mouth is? You don't even act like you care. All of his gifts make it irrefutable: he loves you," she replied. "Do you know just how much he's changed for you? He's not even like himself anymore."

A marriage that he despised so much, shaking his head; no, not the marriage but the woman that I called my wife; my feelings towards her were very, very hostile to the point where I could call it hate; that’s the reason why I can’t understand why I am having second guess my decision to sign those papers and set myself free. Who wouldn't jump at a chance like that? The woman I don't even like wants a clean divorce; letting out a dry laugh, I pick up the bottle of whiskey and make my way up to the main bedroom; while unbuttoning my shirt, I take a shot of the brown liquor, letting the burn comforting me in the darkness of the room cause there is no way that I'm feeling sad over her no being he