Mine Even After Divorce Novels & Stories

As DIVORCED: BACK TO CLAIM WHAT’S MINE comes to its final chapter, my heart is overflowing with an immense amount of gratitude. Sitting down to write the ending of a story that has consumed so much of my passion, time, imagination, and emotion is incredibly bittersweet. Part of me is excited to finally close this chapter, while another part of me wishes I could stay in this world with these characters just a little longer. But when I look back at this incredible journey and everything we have shared together, I know that every single moment was worth it.

“Am I?” Grace’s breathing became uneven. “And after that,” Elara went on mercilessly, “I see you alone.” The word hung in the air like a death sentence. “Alone?” Grace croaked. "How?" “Yes. You lose everything in the divorce. The house. The properties. The social circle. People grow tired of your temper. They stop inviting you. They stop calling.” Grace’s hands began to shake visibly. “I see you trying to remarry,” Elara added thoughtfully. “And you do.”

I said angrily. “With what?” “Shit I did during that time. I didn’t even remember everything until Jericho unlocked it,” I said. “How bad is it?” “It’s bad, Kai, really bad. I don’t have much leverage but I don’t expect you guys to come to this one,” I said. “Shit, Sin. You’re officially the first person in this family to get a divorce,” he said. “Thanks, make me a trophy,” I said as he laughed.

“I want you to disappear from my world completely. Just leave. Goodbye.” Maureen pushed Damien away, but he grabbed her wrist again. “How could I disappear? You and I have been married for three years. Our divorce will be on your record forever. You can’t erase the past!” “It’s possible if I want it to be. You might think that we’re divorced, but I think that I’m widowed.” Maureen’s eyes were extremely contemptuous. It was as if he was an insignificant speck of dirt. Damien’s eyes flickered. He felt like he had received a heavy blow. There was a buzzing sound in his ear, and his head hurt.

Chuck fell limply to the ground in despair. My mother-in-law was stunned when she saw everyone leaving the party. She had never expected things to turn out this way. Even Candice was flustered. She tugged on my mother-in-law's sleeve. "Mrs. Jameson, I…" It only annoyed my mother-in-law as she pushed Candice aside. "Stop calling me that! This is all your fault, you jinx!" The show was about to begin as they started turning against each other. I approached Chuck and flung the divorce papers into his face. "Sign them, or you'll be in tomorrow's headline."

Esme quickly continued. "Which is why this plan is a masterpiece." "Eventually, if you still decide to go through with the divorce," "When they divorce," Dad interjected. She rolled her eyes and continued. "They have a solid reason to," I stared at her. She continued before I could ask. “That the pressure became too much. That the constant scrutiny damaged the relationship. That you both tried, but the public never gave you the chance to have a normal marriage.” She shrugged. My father leaned back.

He answered on the fourth ring. "I'm at the hospital." I kept my voice flat, calm. "Josie's condition is escalating. The Doctor found a treatment that could actually help her but we need to move on it quickly and I need, " "Stop." His voice bored in a way that had always made me feel like I was standing on ice. "Stop doing this." "Cole, " "You call me every time you want to delay the divorce. I'm not stupid, Gwen." The word divorce landed between us with its full weight.

I would be the true definition of broken! Maybe it wasn't the end of the world. Maybe I could marry Brian and maybe I could put up with his behavior for a while and if possible, we could get divorced. Once his trust money came in there would be no need for our marriage and we could end it a few months later so no one would get suspicious. My father might stop investing in the business but maybe I could take over from him. My life was certainly more important than money.

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?

She looked beat up. “I got you, girl,” Mimi hugged her. Bryce was the only man Fabe loved, and setting him free was heartbreaking. “You know, the divorce won’t stop his family from hurting you. They cannot accept the fact that you are richer than them, and you embarrass them. People just lived out their hate and spread negativity.” “Their toxic nature. Divorcing Bryce doesn’t mean I have to lower my head and let them be. This is my way of showing them that the game is on.”