Love After Divorce Book Novels & Stories

It was Olivia. Before answering, he looked at me and said, “I love you even more. You are my lucky charm.” It was the sweetest thing I had heard from him in a long while. The way he looked into my eyes, I knew he was fulfilled. It was enough for him to divorce Olivia and finally be with me because I had managed to lighten his world. “I called before, but you weren’t answering. Where are you?” Cyril’s voice was firm as he put the call on speaker.

I queried, shooting daggers at the stranger whom I had almost forgotten was in the same room with us. “And I will slap you again if you try to raise your hand at him!” She stated I got angrier. How dare she? She could have stayed out of this but she chose to show herself! I attempted to return the slap but Donovan held my hand instantly. “Lana, get out of my house,” “What?” I huffed “It’s over. We’re done with this marriage and here’s…” he ruffled through his briefcase, pulling out a big envelope which I believe had the contents of some documents. “…the divorce papers. Sign them and get lost immediately,”

"All I wanted was to be loved in return... All I wanted was a beautiful love story. For once in my life, I had found someone that was everything I wanted and although he was so close to me, he was still so far from me. I couldn't get him and that sucked. Then the divorce came around and I jumped on the opportunity I got, with all I had. But now I've lost... He never loved me, Mia. I was too dumb to see that... "I cry, and Mia rushes over to me, and pulls me in a hug. "It's okay, Ava. We all make mistakes. We can figure this out... "She says as she pats my hair, and I cry into her shirt. My greed and stupidity have left me broken-hearted. How could I think that I would be able to tear a man a

Two months ago, I had asked for a divorce, I couldn't take it anymore, the pain he had caused me messed with my mental health, I was gradually losing it. But to Killian, it was one big joke, he laughed so hard that day, he told me to my face that he'd never grant me divorce. That I'm more than welcome to try. He has every means to keep me in this marriage and I know it. So, I tried my best not to let his actions and words hurt me, but is it even possible when I still loved him? I — I know that sounds pathetic…crazy even, but I've tried to hate him, I have, but we can't immediately unlove what or whom we love dearly.

Maybe I would still be his daughter, and just maybe, these divorce papers would not yet be in my hand. Unable to take my gaze off the divorce file, I open it and flip through its pages. Ares gave me money in hundreds of millions, including two furnished apartments. That's enough for me to start a new life anyway, but I don't feel anything towards the money or anything. I will not use his money. I just wanted his love. True love. Closing the book, Sloane asks, “Should we get some cheeseburger? You've not eaten anything today. We need you to eat so you can be healthy for the days ahead.”

He winked at her, making her feel even more irritated and her cheeks flushing. “And what do you think the world would say if you divorce? In three years you’ve been out of two divorces and guess who wins?” He grinned. “Your ex-husband of course, and everything he said about you would be believed at once. Use your brains, Jane.” “I hate you, Caleb,” she whispered, her voice trembling, seeing a point in what he had said. “Then why does it feel so much like love?” he asked, his voice equally soft but filled with a raw emotion that made her heartache.

Didn’t that woman say that she loved her daughter all day long and that her daughter was her treasure and life? What about now? She’d stubbornly divorced him, and their daughter became a child of a single-parent family that lacked the company of her mother ever since. Was this how she supposedly loved her child? She was a liar! A liar who only knew how to talk the talk and not walk the walk! Back then, she said that she loved him and wanted to be with him for the rest of her life. But now, she desperately wanted a divorce, and even acted as if she wanted nothing to do with him anymore in the future.

My hands shook a little after I put my signature on the paper as I realized the gravity of what I had just done. I was officially divorced. As I stared at the signed papers, something shifted inside me. It wasn’t just grief any more; it was clarity. I had nothing left tying me to Washington city. No family. No home. There's no reason to stay. The love I’d fought for, cried for and defended had never truly existed. Julian had walked out of our marriage long before today. I was just the last one to leave. And maybe, just maybe, that made me stronger. I wiped my tears, squared my shoulders, and told myself I would not be broken. I would start again on my own terms.

But I found out he didn't feel the same about me on our wedding day. Okay, to be perfectly honest with you and me. I knew he wasn't head over heels in love with me. But ladies, you know what I thought. I thought he would eventually fall in love with me because I'm sweet and love this man so much. Only if he gave our marriage a chance could we live blissfully ever after. But I had no idea how much he didn't love me and didn't want to marry me. So to envision him falling in love with me, from what I experienced at our wedding and in our marriage, it appeared it would never happen. Despite all that, we are married. So did love ever emerge to the surface? If it did make its appearance, was it du

Would she have spent the last six years building a life with someone who actually loved her, instead of enduring a cold marriage with someone who'd never really wanted her? Or would it have been a disaster? Would Klaus have realized she wasn't worth the trouble once the passion faded? Would she have ended up abandoned anyway, just sooner and with less to show for it? There was no way to know. No way to rewind time and make different choices. She could only move forward from where she was now—divorced, struggling, trying to build something stable for her son. Even if that meant working closely with the one man who'd ever made her feel truly alive.