Please Divorce Me Novels & Stories

Lily received a call from Howard. “Lily White, you b*tch! How dare you blame everything on me?!” Lily rolled her eyes and looked at her freshly manicured nails as she said, “Your reputation is completely ruined now. It won’t affect you much if I blame it all on you, right? Besides, aren’t we husband and wife? Can’t you share some of my burden?” “Let’s get a divorce. I want to get a divorce right now. You’re a toxic b*tch!”

I glanced at the screen and sighed. Even after rebirth, peace still avoided me. “He—” “You goddamn mistake of a child. Get here now!” a furious voice screamed.

Grace asked again, her voice firm and unyielding, ignoring Victor’s shocked expression. “No problem, if you can't tell me,” she continued, her tone cold. “I need a divorce because I can't suffer for a sin you're not willing to confess.” Victor let out a deep breath, his eyes pleading. “I promise to protect you. Just come back home, please,” he begged, his voice low and dripping with emotions. “I won't. Sign the divorce paper and let me out of your life for good,” Grace replied, her attention already drifting back to her PC.

I just stared at him, blinking slowly. “I want a divorce,” I said. “I'm serious, let's end this. Give Hailey the Luna title, she's your fated mate anyway, it makes more sense for her to have it. We can sort out the paperwork, I'll go back to Blackthron, everyone moves on with their lives.” He looked at me the way you look at someone who's just said something so absurd you're not sure whether to laugh or be offended. “You want a divorce,” he said flatly.

“Let go, Zav. This hurts!” “I couldn't have committed such an atrocity!” Nayla tried to wriggle out of her husband's grasp. “Uhuk! Uhuk! DIVORCE ME, ZAV!” Zavier shook his head in despair and then threw up his hands, removing them from Nayla's neck. Nayla coughed and tried to catch her breath. “I can't possibly divorce you, Nayla. That's my decision for now! I'm going to find a Doctor right now!”

“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 mansion looms behind me, huge and cold and suddenly not mine at all. I don’t look back insted I pull my phone out with shaking hands and open my messages. Maya. My best friend. Or at least I thought she was. My fingers hover over the screen for a second before I type. He asked me for a divorce. Tonight. I don’t know what happened. I’m leaving. The message sends. Three little dots appear almost immediately. My chest tightens with a tiny spark of hope. Her reply comes fast. You deserve it you are a whore.

Then, she sighed, saying, “What Matthew did was unspeakable! However, it’ll be over for him if you continue with the divorce. Please bear with him for my sake. Whatever it is, you still have Ava to consider. I beg you…” Suddenly, Grace grew agitated and threw herself at me. I yelped as she grasped my arms.

ANGEL “Tell me what he likes, and we’ll go from there. You know… like his favorites? Is there anything specific he’s been looking forward to?” “Divorce,” I blurted out. “What?” His brows pulled together. “Nothing,” I said quickly, shaking my head. “I mean… I don’t really know.” Whoo! Good thing he did not hear me clearly. His expression shifted to confusion. “What do you mean you don’t know?”

"Sophia, are you blind or illiterate? I said divorce. All you need to do is sign!" "What? Say that again?" I shouted, "I want a divorce!"