Mine After Divorce Novels & Stories

[ Madeline ] “Damien, I don’t want to talk about it. So, please, there is no need to bring the old skeletons out of the closet. I have moved on and I want you to respect what we have buried in the past.” I said in a flat tone, it was still difficult for me to talk about my divorce with him. It was the darkest phase of my life. I wouldn’t have survived if it wasn’t Ellie or my grandfather who helped me to get on my feet and heal my wounds given by him.

One month later It's been one month since my divorce, I've managed to stay away from people that would mock me, everytime I speak with my father on the phone, I'm always telling him I'm fine and everything is okay, even though I'm not fine, I was broke, shattered, and felt like I lost everything, but I have my baby, I have my father, I have Ginny who has been my biggest source of support and everyday I show up at work smiling and masking all my pain.

The mansion looms behind me, huge and cold and suddenly not mine at all. I don’t look back insted I pull my phone out with shaking hands and open my messages. Maya. My best friend. Or at least I thought she was. My fingers hover over the screen for a second before I type. He asked me for a divorce. Tonight. I don’t know what happened. I’m leaving. The message sends. Three little dots appear almost immediately. My chest tightens with a tiny spark of hope. Her reply comes fast. You deserve it you are a whore.

"Wouldn't keeping the shares be better? There would be annual dividends. It's long-term income." "No," she insisted. "I don't like loose ends, and I don't want any further connection with you. Let's finish this quickly so we never have to see each other again. Besides, what if your company goes bankrupt?" His smile was forced, and his voice shook. "Why do you have to be so absolute? At the very least, we're still high school classmates living in the same city. Maybe we'll run into each other someday." That was basically impossible. "Stop talking so much nonsense," she concluded, preparing to leave with Gabriel. "Oh, right. About the money you gave Catherine later... I'll let that go. And sin

"Please… Please just forgive me this once. Give me one more chance, alright? The three of us can be a happy family together. "From now on, I'll only listen to you. I'll never trust another woman again..." He dropped to his knees in the pouring rain, stripped of every ounce of dignity. "My child has nothing to do with you, Oliver. I won't hate you either. From the day you made me sign the divorce agreement, we were history." Oliver stayed on his knees outside my gates all night long. Maeve, on the other hand, packed up her belongings and slipped away in the dead of night, vanishing just as abruptly as she had appeared, leaving Oliver with nothing but a mountain of debt.

she replied with enthusiasm as if what she said is just picking up trash “Will this even work?” I said as I lay down to the queen-size bed “Trust me, when money is in the conversation—no men will sit idly. After you drain his wealth—he'll definitely divorce you.” Misha said in a matter of fact tone “Men are only good from the start—when they get bored, they will neglect their wife—so why not take advantage of the situation? He earns from you, you also earn from him.” I glance towards the piles of gifts he sent me. Is it really the best choice to marry that guy?

I was in the middle of an office meeting when I got a call from the ER at City General Hospital. “Are you Casey Caldwell’s family? She’s been admitted. You need to get here right away. Once at the hospital, Casey squeezed an awkward smile at me. “It’s nothing, really. The doctor says it’s acute gastritis. I’ll be fine once the IV is done.” The nurse tending to her couldn’t bite her tongue. With a disapproving look, she shoved the bill into my hands. “What kind of son are you, making your old mother work as a dishwasher in a diner? “The owner said she’s been skipping lunch just so she can hurry home and make dinner for your family. “No stomach can handle that kind of abuse day aft

she replied evenly. "Your money?" Daniel scoffed. "Don't pretend you don't know what I'm talking about. We were married for years. If you had that kind of money, then you were hiding marital assets from me." Charity almost laughed. The divorce had already been signed, and he had never cared about what she earned while they were together unless he wanted to spend it. Now that she had walked away, he had suddenly remembered that her money existed. She picked up her second phone from the table and quietly opened the voice recorder, leaving it beside her with the screen facing down.

On the night of my tenth wedding anniversary with my billionaire husband, his female secretary called him. Ignoring the fact that I was completely naked, he pulled away and started to leave. I couldn't stop myself from confronting him. He sighed, yet his tone was inexplicably relaxed. "So you finally figured it out. Elowen is young and insecure. She's afraid I'll fall in love with your body again. "She's adorable. Now that I've tasted something young and vibrant, why would I ever settle for what’s withered and spent?" A chill spread through my body, and I stood there frozen. "Silas, that's not a funny joke." He didn't answer. He merely shot me a look of disgust. "She's underestimating hersel

√√√ My head aches hard the next day at work as I rack my brain about how to disrupt my wife's divorce plans. Knowing her, she wasn't mincing words when she asked for a divorce. And it’s only a matter of time now before I'm served papers. This bitch. How could she? It's because of me she became Luna. Because of me she managed to win her father’s favor and trust. And now she dares kick me out? The bitch does not care that stocks can plummet and more havoc can be wreaked if the media ever catches wind of the possible divorce of the power couple.