Please Divorce Me Novels & Stories

It hasn’t been and it’ll never be. I’ll forever be nothing to him. My throat is dry but I make sure not to stutter with my words. “Hades,” I call. “I want a divorce” I’m as good as dead to him. It’s best I end things now. -*

Shaking my head, I followed her downstairs to find out what her end game was because I couldn’t believe that woman would want a divorce. “ What’s the game, Arianna? Is it money you want?” I found myself asking her because I was fighting the urge to come to terms with what was on these pieces of paper. With her back towards me, she said, “ I don’t want your money; all I need is a divorce.”, she looked over her shoulder at me and said, “Is that so hard to believe? That I just need a divorce?” she asked me with a look of disbelief on her face.

the last words from me came out as a whimper. "Well, I don't care about the help. This marriage means nothing to me. You mean nothing to me. Just name how much you want and we can get a divorce tomorrow. I believe you're good in that aspect, and you should be grateful that I'm being generous. You don't have to go through a long process of cautious planning to execute your wish. After all, I have only money to offer. Those around me only care about money, and you're not exempted." he dropped the bomb on me, as he went for another glass of wine.

“You don’t love me anymore.” “That’s not true!” “You just proved it.” “Reed, please—” “No. Don’t touch me.” His voice was ice. “I want a divorce.”

I lock my eyes with his and I stare into his cold heartless soul as I respond, “Not anymore, Malachi Finn.” I see light confusion cloud Malachi’s face but I continue regardless, “I’ve filed for a divorce.” “You don’t care about me. You don’t have any regard for our marriage. I was foolish to ever think my love could change you, so I'll be speaking to you however I want from now on. You can leave.”

Both undeserving of any respect. The disgust boiled inside me, so hot and fierce, and I looked at Declan, as the the anger and fury spilled out before I could control it. “Since you are not attracted to me,” I said in a steady voice, despite the tears streaming down my face, “maybe I am the problem. So why do not we get a divorce so that you can marry another woman? Then Mayne she will bear you a son. You will be free of me and I will be free of you.”

“Ava, you’re making a terrible mistake. You’re throwing away your future—everything we’ve worked for—” Ava interrupted, her voice trembling but resolute. “Please, stop. I’ve filed for a divorce. This is my choice, and it’s not up for discussion. I don’t want any more calls. I don’t want you or anyone else coming to look for me. I’ll contact you when it’s over.” She heard her father’s angry protest, then Justin’s voice—tight, desperate. “Ava, don’t do this. We can fix this, I—”

Maybe Marcus had finally decided to explain. My hands trembled as I opened it. My world stopped. The glass slipped from my fingers and shattered on the floor. My body felt as though ice water had been poured through my veins. My eyes blurred as I read the words again and again, praying they would change. It wasn’t a love letter. It wasn’t an apology. It was a divorce letter. I covered my mouth to stop myself from screaming. Tears streamed freely as I stumbled into the living room, fumbling through my bag for my phone. My hands shook so badly that I emptied everything onto the floor just to find it.

Nancy filed for divorce, and his heart felt like it had been hollowed out. His Adam's apple bobbed as he said, "Nancy, can we not get divorced? I gave her medication, so she won't get pregnant, and I won't have any involvement with her in the future. Can we go back to how things were before? Is not getting divorced okay?" The man, who used to be arrogant and never gave her a second glance, is now humbly begging for her. Nancy would not continue her relationship with Craig, and she did not want to be caught between Dalton and Amiya. She only wanted to give birth to the child.

"I swear that I'll divorce you, Corbin Stallone." Corbin just scoffed mockingly and pinched my swollen red cheek. "Are you fucking done yet? Consider this a warning. Don't act all stubborn just for the sake of your dignity. You want a divorce from me? Over my fucking dead body!" I bit into his wrist, forcing him to release me. He hissed aloud in pain. "Skylar Greene! I'm going to bankrupt your family before the end of tomorrow!" I didn't back down and fought back. "Do it! But I'll still go through with the divorce!"