Novel & Cerita Mine Even After Divorce

Seated by the window of Sunset Bistro, Ivory stared down at her divorce certificate with a blank face. Her mind was unusually calm with only one thing going through it. She has done it, divorced at last, freed from Gadreel. It felt like a dream, one that was bad, as well as good. The bad part caused her heart to ache ever so slightly as she thought back to the years she had wasted and the hope that had chained her down to a reality that was never going to happen. It ached for that innocent and youthful part of her that has desperately craved love and affection and it ached for said love and affection that has never been reciprocated.

“She said his ex-wife didn’t vanish like people say. She’s in Puerto Rico. Getting treated for something... mental. After the divorce, things got bad for her. Like, real bad. Breakdown level.” I was silent. “And Rowen?” I asked. “He changed after that. Became... colder. Distant with women. Never kept ‘em around. Some say he broke them down emotionally. Others say they just couldn’t keep up. Truth is—we don’t know what led to the divorce. That’s what makes it messy.” I sat back slowly, absorbing everything. The rumors. The warning text. The parts of Rowen he never shared. “Thanks, Joe,” I said quietly.

Miles watched her leave and didn't turn away until her figure disappeared from view. Then he looked at Trevor and said, "I've noticed... now that you two are getting divorced, your relationship actually seems better than before." Trevor, typing away on his laptop, didn't even look up. He gave an ambiguous reply, "Is that so?" Most couples tear each other apart during a divorce. What was happening between these two was rather rare. But Miles didn't say that out loud. He suddenly seemed to think of something and said, "Whatever the case, you two have Jo between you. Though she did make mistakes back then, it's all in the past.

she continued. "Screw you!" I exploded, the frustration boiling over. "I don’t care about the money, or the legacy, or any of it! What matters is that we’re both about to be trapped in a marriage neither of us wants, and for what? A mistake I made because I was too drunk to know what I was doing?" Aria flinched at my words, and I saw a flicker of pain in her eyes. It made me hesitate, just for a moment. But I couldn’t stop now. I had to convince her.

“I recently got out of a divorce. Actually, I’m still getting out of it. Not the papers, but the presence of my husband, if you know what I mean.” Henrique nodded. He didn’t say anything, just waited. “I thought when we signed the papers, that would be the end. But...” I sighed. “Ace isn’t exactly willing to let me be free as I imagined. In fact, he’s been more present than when we were married. A bouquet of flowers arrived at my door today. Can you believe it?” Henrique slowly set the spoon down on the saucer. “That’s harassment, Luna.”

My chest hammered with a wave of pain. He called her mine…. He just called her mine. "Please, Ryan.." I begged as he dragged me out of the mansion but he turned dead ears to my pleas. "This is what a gold digger like you deserves. I regret ever agreeing to marry you in the first place! This is all my grandma's fault!" He wouldn't stop cursing under his breath. Gina leaped behind, a sneer on her lips. She was satisfied to see how Ryan was treating me. It made her happy.

Madison asked as she looked at Irene, who was still lying unconscious on the bed. "She's fine. She'll be discharged in a few days. She just needs to get some rest after." "That's good to hear." After a pause, Madison said, "I heard you're divorcing Roxy?" "That's right." "I've always said that a marriage where the woman is more successful than the man will never last. Back then, you insisted on marrying her and devoting yourself to her. Well, look at what happened now. You've lost both her and your fortune. She and her entire family are all rotten to the core!"

However, she was happy knowing that there was someone there for her daughter. When she thought of Travis, she frowned feeling stressed. They had all thought that there was nothing between Elaine and the guy after the divorce other than the kids but who knew the man never signed the papers? Her son had been blaming himself for not following up on the divorce. However, when they thought of the future of the three kids and all the bullies they had experienced cause they lacked a father, they remained silent and opted to watch what will happen before making a decision on how to deal with him.

I snapped photos of our signed divorce agreement and my doctor's report, then posted them with a caption: “I finally moved on.” Those words vibrated through my nerves, releasing a tension I didn’t realize I’d been carrying. Marrying Richard had been the biggest mistake of my life. I should have invested my time in those who genuinely loved me, not in someone who never did. “How do I even start over with Harley? What do I tell my child?” I wasn’t motivated to return home. I needed to rest and figure out how to stand on my feet again. I wasn’t financially stable.

“You can’t seriously call this living. Look at this place—it’s practically a dump. I gave you two houses after the divorce. You could live comfortably in either of them. Isn’t that enough for you? And you could help me take care of Cam, too.” I turned fully to face him, “So even after we’re divorced, you expect me to keep working for the Kane? To keep playing maid?” “That’s not what I meant!” He rushed closer, reaching for my hand. “Why do you always twist things like this? Maeve, you know I love you. Yes, we signed the papers, but that doesn’t mean we’re strangers. We’ll get back together as soon as—” “Your deals close,” I finished flatly.