Mine After Divorce Novels & Stories

“I thought you didn’t care about—” “I thought about it, and it’s better she doesn’t find out about this argument at all.” She gave me a tight smile that made my heart sink. “After all, you’re the perfect stepfather figure for her. I’m sure you don’t want to ruin your image by telling her about our bad times. Our marriage’s still okay, we’re just going through a phase.” “A phase?” “All married couples go through that.” “Diane!” “Don’t fucking yell at me.” She snapped. “Like I said, keep all details of the argument to yourself. I’ll be leaving early for work tomorrow, so we might not see until—”

After five years of marriage, Melody finally realized—she had never truly married anyone. The marriage certificate was forged. Her husband, Adam, was legally wed to her best friend, Lily. And Melody? She had been the most innocent pawn in a meticulously crafted deception. The betrayals didn’t stop there. Her supposed infertility was a lie, and the child she had poured her love into raising was, in fact, Adam and Lily’s biological son. Five years of devotion—through their eyes, she had served only three purposes: a free housekeeper, a cheap business partner, and a disposable pawn. She had believed in love. That, above all, was her greatest folly. Yet Melody didn’t break. She didn’

Lysander's arm tightens around me, just a little. "And on the thousandth time, I walked away. I walked away and I did not look back. I signed the divorce papers and I terminated the pregnancy and I got on a plane and I came home." I feel tears prick my eyes but I do not let them fall. I have cried enough over Kier Thornwell. I have shed enough tears to fill an ocean. I am done crying.

"Daphne... this house is our marital home. Have you forgotten? Back then, you said once we had this home, we'd truly settle down in this city. You said you loved me..." "Marital home?" She suddenly laughed. The sound was full of ridicule and disdain. "Landon, did you forget? We never even registered our marriage." My mind went blank with a sharp buzzing sound. "Back then, I asked you to schedule the appointment. Every time you said you were busy, that it didn't matter if it was a day or two later. So... so you were lying to me from the beginning?" She looked at me coldly, as if I were nothing more than a stranger. "Lying to you? I just hadn't figured out how I was supposed to spend my life w

"You're not going to say anything remotely close to 'my husband set me up.' You're going to go back into that room and tell them you're sorry. And then you're going to face reporters and say you're sorry again. You're going to say your judgement was clouded. You're going to accept the divorce. And you're going to wish me well and say you hope I can move past what you've done to me." "And if I don't?" I scowled. "Then I go to a judge with a wife who's defaming me," Mark said. "And you'll be doing all of that with no money and no lawyer. Don’t even try to bluff and say that you do. We’ve been married for years, so I know everything that you have, and that is nothing." I turned every page in my

So what option did they give you? "I have less than 6 hours to leave this Country and divorce my husband." Mr. Miner stands up and does that ridiculous chuckle or laugh of his. "Look! Let's make a deal. Call their bluff! Leave the Country for a few months! I get paid, and I'll pay you a quarter of a million dollars. I know you could use the money. I'll destroy the photos, and you and Mr. Morton can stay married and get back together later, richer and happier for it."

I cleared out for her to not take all the blame which frankly happened. “I hope my sister already said to you that the main point of having a divorce is total hardship and ruination. You’ll be going to need to pass into a thread to a needle that has the smallest size of the hole. I hope that your patience is strong enough to hold out until you succeed with the divorce.” Yes indeed, Mia has already warned us about it but then now that her sister is the one pointing it out, it just makes me swallow severely and I can feel that sweat will be released by my body at any moment.

Let me make it up to you tonight, Wife. Sincerely and literally yours -Your handsome husband. ' A glass of clean water was placed next to it. Together with some medicines that are neatly arranged. At the bottom of each meds, was a few pieces of note that has a complete written instruction of how and when to use them. Never in my wildest dream, that we will one day end up with a divorce. That the marriage we planned so hard will one day be nothing but a joke. I never thought that his love would change.

She turned back, her dark eyes serene and gentle, like the night sky. Caught off guard, Trevon looked away and managed to ask, "What's your plan after the divorce? Going to marry Caleb?" Madeline's frown was immediate, and he quickly backpedaled, "I didn't mean... Never mind. Forget what I asked." Madeline could not help but chuckle at the sight of him. "Post-divorce, I've been keeping busy with work. You hit the nail on the head—ordinary life isn't a walk in the park, and you can't just drown in romance."

Three years jumping from one difficult work environment to another took a heavy toll on her. Edward was still surprised when he thought about yesterday's meeting. It seemed that she had aged tremendously since the divorce. He could hardly recognize her anymore. If it weren't for yesterday's chance encounter, he wouldn't know how much pain and cruelty she had endured... However, there was one thing that puzzled him. Why didn't she use her alimony?