Relentless Pursuit After Divorce Novels & Stories

Harry admonished. “Papa, I have given Charles few months to come home, if I don’t see him I will remarry whom I like. I will not consider the way you see it. The dejected impressions which I had received from him and from the discoveries of his character had betrayed my trust. I had known his extreme ill dispositions; I had more to hope from his violence and dubiousness. I am losing patience with all this shit, and all I really wanted to do was to sue him to court for an injunction, and separate from him the rest of my life. Since court trial on divorce is come today, come tomorrow, I will elope from him and leave him alone as he did to me.” Vivian retorted.

then smiled. "Alright, I'll forgive you." After that, I walked on eggshells. She said she wanted her own business, so I quietly pumped money into it. Now she thinks she's made it—boss girl vibes or whatever—and suddenly I'm just some "low-class rich guy" to her. Since January, she's been tossing around the D-word like confetti. Ninety-nine times in six months. Staring at that latest divorce text, all I could think about was the $500K she sent him every year, those two months she ghosted, my missing stuff, and that divorce paper she signed eight years ago...

“If you really want her to return to your side, there’s only one universal way to do it.” “And that is?” I ask, sounding way too impatient even to my own ears. “It’s called pursuing the woman you love.” “You want me to pursue her?” I raise a brow, regretting his so-called advice already. “But she’s already my wife. What’s there to pursue now?” “Wrong. You two are divorced, aren’t you?” Dammit. How did I forget about that? Maybe that’s one of the other reasons she’s mad at me, too. Maybe she got the misunderstanding that I was the one who initiated the divorce. Maybe she thinks I’m still involved with Hannah.

The air in the car was almost suffocating when I finally spoke, slowly— “In the past, Sharon abandoned you, and then you came after me. You pursued me for three years, and I finally said yes. All these years, through every storm, through your poverty and your lowest points, I was the one who stood by you. “Then, when you found success, you divorced me for her… and now, because of her, you've fallen back to rock bottom again.”

This Hunter after the divorce seemed to have come to life to only love her. The Hunter from the past, on the contrary, was more focused on deeming her non-existent in his life. This Hunter after the divorce, nevertheless, was more focused on giving up his life for her. Focused on cherishing every little thing that involved her. Focused on repenting and winning her back again. Focused on giving her the world— only if she accepted him back again— that she had dreamed of living in with him as his wife when she married him two and half years ago.

Ruthie retorted, As Larissa delved into her thoughts, she couldn't help but reflect on the events that had led her to this moment. Her ex husband, fueled by hatred and bitterness, had done everything in his power to frustrated her, and he finally divorced her, Barbara, his new girlfriend, had eagerly joined forces with him, further complicating Larissa's already challenging journey, But Larissa was not one to be deterred easily. She had fought tooth and nail to gain her independence, refusing to let their toxic influence hold her back. This trip to Florida was a testament to her strength and resilience, a chance to break free from their control and build a better life for herself and her chi

"I don't even want you anymore. Why would I care about how your parents feel? They can think whatever they want about me. In fact, I bet they'll be thrilled when they find out we're divorced. Now, you're free to marry some rich heiress they actually approve of. You've always wanted to be their perfect son, haven't you? Well, our divorce papers will be the best welcome-home gift you can give them." I turned and walked upstairs without looking back. Ryan stood downstairs until very late before he finally left. I thought I had made myself perfectly clear. Ryan had always been too proud to chase after anyone. Surely he wouldn't come back. But this time, he was relentless. He showed up outside my

She wanted the divorce finalized which meant I’d spent the last several days actively working toward the exact opposite of what my father wanted from me. Adrian would enjoy this immensely. He’d been circling this exact scenario for a year, waiting for the moment he could stand in front of the board and the family and point out, with that particular satisfied cruelty he reserved just for me, that I’d let the marriage lapse into something unofficial and messy and finally, undeniably, over. He wouldn’t stop at pointing it out either. He’d use it. He’d use it to push the succession conversation into rooms I’d spent a year keeping it out of, and he wouldn’t care what it cost anyone else to get th

I suddenly looked up, "Perry." Jaclyn Dills's lips curled into a cold smile. "You've already made it crystal clear. This useless display of maternal love is unnecessary." His gaze swept over my belly, paused for a moment, then he turned and walked to the door. Bending down, he picked up the suitcase in the corner, opened the door, went out, slammed the door shut with force, creating a loud sound. I couldn't help but smile bitterly. Being friends after a divorce seemed forever elusive for Jaclyn Dills and me. We were bitter rivals when we got married, and even after the divorce, we couldn't let go. I stared blankly at the divorce papers for a long time.

I snapped up from the couch, meeting her piercing eyes for a fraction of a second before flinching away, fixing my gaze on the blank wall beside us. ​"That's not true, Scarlet!" My voice trembled, raw and desperate. "I want the truth about what happened to my father more than anything! And I am not taking Carson's side! I will do whatever it takes to track down that report and uncover every secret it holds!" ​"Good," Scarlet replied softly, though her tone remained forged in iron. "Because I need to remind you why you came back. You came back for vengeance, Miss Lora. You came for justice, for the absolute ruin your ex-husband and his mistress brought upon your life."