Mine Even 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—”

The pressure of daily life and their mutual resentment accumulated and erupted day after day. Finally, about six months after I received the final payment from selling the house, I heard Sloane and Donovan got divorced. Sloane took her daughter Maya and slunk back to her distant hometown in another state. Reportedly, she left with barely any decent luggage. As for Donovan, he fell apart completely after the divorce. Without his wife's nagging or the structure of a family, he started drinking heavily.

She never finished her sentence, but the underlying meaning was clear. No man liked being two-timed. Who could tolerate a partner who fooled around? There would still inevitably be misgivings even after a breakup or a divorce. Men were simply that possessive. Moreover, there were still formalities to be settled. Just as she expected, his expression grew colder. The divorce not yet being finalized left a bad taste in her mouth, but she was more than happy to witness Rebecca's downfall. Besides, they'd already signed the agreement and the news had been publicized. The divorce was bound to happen.

No wonder Adrian warned me not to drag my feet over the divorce. Matthew's unexpected move disrupted all my plans. I thought I could finalize the divorce and head to Solaris to discuss the project with Fred. However, that was no longer an option. I feared something would happen if I went away.

Mia said, watching Mark with so much admiration has he walked away. "What don't you know?" "He likes you a lot and you do too. What is the issue?" "His divorce, what if he still likes her, he has a kid with her. What if they want to get back together because of the kid? Will I be the one preventing a child from having a complete family?" "Mia, where are you getting all these from. The divorce has been more than a year now. He told us how they grew apart and are on good terms. Why are you overthinking all of it."

What was there to celebrate? I took another drink as my eyes burned and checked the clock again. Barely a minute had passed. I finished the last of the drink, wanting to keep the rest of the cash. It was all the money I had to my name after the divorce had wiped out what little savings I’d still had from before we were married, and I wouldn’t have access to the pack accounts until early next week. Though I was almost certain that Devin, my ex-husband, had used all her could to cover his portion of the divorce. He had left our marriage with nothing that hadn’t belonged to him before, and left me with our two children and a broken heart.

“You throw the word forever around a lot. What if you find out we are incompatible, and you end up wanting a divorce?” “Only one couple in either my mother or father’s families have ever gotten a divorce and it was my mom’s sister. Her husband smacked her around one time. She divorced him and then under a year later, married the cop who had arrested him the night he beat her up. We don’t do divorce in this family. We work shit out.” “What if we can’t. I don’t want to be in a situation like Prince and Mindy. What if you find yourself as trapped as he was?”

For a year, he used to think this kind of scene was just ordinary, whereas the wife’s duty was to prepare the meals. But in the passing weeks, he returned to an empty house and realized that his life would never be the same. All the seemingly ordinary habits, such as seeing Kristel busied herself in the kitchen when he was home, would never happen again after their divorce. He recently realized he had the illusion that everything would stay the same, but he was wrong. Many things slipped from his grasp, and he could not easily have his way anymore. A sample of that happened today. When the launching of his new product line ended, he could not talk to Kristel; thus, he returned to his company

“I choose Maria; let’s end our engagement.” She managed to not just get everyone on her side but actively made them see her as the victim and me as the big bad bully who was jealous of her. She kept up this act, even now. “You must be a complete mess, going through all that you're going through.” She pulled away to take a better look at me. I smiled, knowing she expected me to affirm her secret prayers that I wasn't doing well. “I'm actually feeling the best I've ever felt in the longest time. The divorce was a blessing; now I'm focused on work, and even Dad wants me back.”

Ah there it was the whole reason why they kept in contact with me during my marriage with Jacob it was only for the money, after our mother left they used me in anyway they could if its going to bring them cash, looking down on the table choosing my words carefully “ I have no money, Jacob and I are divorced “ I could see the minute that my words register in his brain, one minute he was standing behind the isles the next he was in front of me with his hand wrap around my next, squeezing the life out of me. I don't know if it was the alcohol that made me numb but for whatever reason I didn't fight him, I let him get it out of his system “ You B*tch, why? Would you be divorced, uh” I couldn't