Second Chance Romance Novels Of Divorced Couple นิยาย & เรื่องราว

"I got the divorce because I wanted nothing to do with you. But you kept pushing it and pulled that stunt last night. How dare you try to make a scene here?" "Don't talk back to me, you fucking whore!" Matthew seemed ready to lunge at me any moment. "You brought this on yourself." Matthew shouted through clenched teeth. "You're a jinx, Chloe! I was so unlucky to have married you!" "How come you never thought of me as a jinx when I helped turn your life around?" I held my ground. "One day, you'll regret this, Matthew. I'll make sure of it!" Unable to reach me physically, Matthew trashed the things around him.

She stood shock at the scene she saw, she almost felt like vomiting but heck, she wouldn't show him how hurt she was, quickly composing herself, she gave a half smile and said, "Heck I'm sorry for barging in, I never knew you were already enjoying your honeymoon. Enjoy your time." She didn't give him a chance to reply and she walked off out from his office, the last time she felt pain was when Robert rejected her right in school and took her sister to be his mate, now she didn't just feel pain, she feel betrayal, anger, hurt, malice for this man, she couldn't understand why she was feeling this much pain even though she had accepted with happiness to be married to him as far as they weren't

I couldn't stop the ugly thoughts racing through my mind. Did they plan to spend the night together because they thought I wouldn't be home? Had this happened before while I was away? Was this a one-time mistake or an ongoing affair? "What is going on here?" I couldn't help but ask. Brody's eyes widened in shock. He's cheating! I can't take this anymore! "Brody, I want a divorce!" I declared, my voice steady despite the storm inside me. Fortunately, the elevator was still there, waiting for me like a gleaming escape pod.

I would have still been in the States minding my business, but I got a text from Vinnie about the divorce. She told me how miserable Laura had been and how she kept sneaking around her husband to go clubbing and partying with her friends. I almost laughed out excitedly as I realized that my Laura did not end up as a boring housewife after all. It simply rekindled my love and desire for her, I just couldn’t stop thinking about her. She sent the text with a few pictures to show me how Laura was celebrating her divorce in the club. I knew this was an opportunity I couldn’t miss, so I took a flight back home immediately. I have been given a second chance and I can’t misuse it this time, I have t

Some more of Sebastian's friends and the priest. Something small; we hadn't wanted to have the big church wedding we both experienced before. Just words from our hearts and a peck on the lips. Then we undressed and did what we always do. Played with the kids in the garden as they imagined up a story that we played along with. A story of happiness and contentment. Of second chances. Of man and wife and their children living happily ever after in their huge house with their wonderful children. Bonus Chapter Three Seb This letter will only reach you if you've found someone for Melody and yourself.

"Just let me have this night. It's been four years!" Clara shook her head, "Doesn't matter. Four years or four decades, cheating is cheating." "Clara-" I started, but she cut me off. "I'm sure he's probably still humping some other lady and you're here sulking pathetically." Her blunt words hit me like a slap, forcing me to confront the reality I was trying to avoid. She was probably right. The girl was in his house after all. He probably went back into her arms after I left. The image of them together made my stomach churn again.

“It’s simple, really. Your brother needs a multimillion dollar investment in his company to escape bankruptcy. I need a wife. “It’s only for a year anyway, Vanya. You’re not the same woman I knew. I know you'd rather work nine jobs than be with me again. But I’m offering you a way out. You need me.” His words hit me like a slap across the face. He’s right in a way—my life isn’t perfect. After all these years of struggling to rebuild myself, I’m still barely afloat. But I’m not about to let him think I need him. Not after everything. “Five years ago,” I begin, my voice a little colder than I intended, “I didn’t need you then either. And I sure as hell don’t need you now.” Rex tilts his head s

“Good. Now, stay the night at my place so we can figure out some damage control together.” Arielle sighed but nodded. “Fine, but we are ordering pizza. I’m starving.” As the two of them drove off to Maya’s apartment, Arielle couldn’t help but feel a little relief. Her mind started deviating to how her husband must be doing at the moment. Her husband? It left a weird bitter sweet taste at her tongue. But Zachary Hawthrone was her husband now. The man whose name she used to doodle on her school notebooks was her husband.

She literally scarfs down her food. With a mouthful, she looks up at me. “So how come you’re now with Mr. Grayson? This is a safe space, but if you don’t talk about it, it’s fine.” “ Stefan and I… just got divorced.” “Good riddance,” she says. “That man treated you like shit. I’m sorry to say, but he did not respect you.” For the first time, I muster a genuine smile. “We had our good days.”