Sign It Now, Ex-husband! Novels & Stories

His brows furrowed before he retained his normal expression. "I am not your husband," he stated. "At least, not anymore. Do I need to remind you that you signed the divorce? Tell me exactly what you want, Hailey. Stop beating around the bush and just say it. If there's anything you're not satisfied with, if you need more compensation, just tell me and get the hell out of my sight!" She signed the papers? Hailey's pupils expanded. She stared into his eyes. She watched his expression to detect any hint that he was lying, but he looked dead serious.

he said almost in a whisper but I was able to hear everything that he said. “I don't know what you are trying to achieve with all these, Bruce. You are my ex husband and we both signed the divorce papers. Stop saying here.” I put my hands into my pockets as she blew it hot at me. I loved the way it was going, trust me. Very soon the young man here was going to abandon her and Run away when he found out that he was dealing with another person's property. “You signed the papers. What makes you think that I signed mine?” I asked with a deadly smirk on my face.

She pointed a finger accusingly. “You seem to have forgotten that I married him; he was my husband, not yours. You were the mistress, the mistake and the home wrecker. I left him and signed those divorce papers. I could not care less about him or you. I wanted nothing from him.” Delia retorted as her mind replayed the day she had caught Samantha and Thomas together. The same day that she had found out she was pregnant with his child.

“Why are you all over my wife?” “Ex-wife,” Damon corrected immediately. Sebastian scoffed loudly. “Are you crazy? We’re still married.” “Then fix it,” Damon said coldly. “She already signed the divorce papers. Sign yours too.” Sebastian stared at him in disbelief before laughing bitterly. “That’s none of your business.” Damon stepped closer again. “It became my business the second you put your hands on her.” The tension between them tightened instantly. “Sign the divorce papers,” Damon continued, voice calm but dangerous. “And send them to my office.”

he said calmly, though his voice carried an edge, “Dexie Hansley is my wife.” His tone made it clear—whether Marilyn liked it or not, he thought he had every right. Marilyn’s eyes narrowed. “Wow. Now you’re claiming her, huh?” She folded her arms. “Funny… Dexie told me she’s divorcing you. Pretty sure she signed the papers.” Luke’s jaw tensed, but his eyes stayed fixed on Marilyn, cold and sharp. “She’s not my ex-wife,” he said, voice low and firm. The room fell silent for a beat. Even Marilyn blinked in surprise.

Isabel gazed at her husband's face one more time. After she must have signed the divorce papers, she would drop the title of Mrs. Dave and Nathaniel Dave would now be regarded as her ex husband. Nathaniel Dave's face held no emotion still. Isabel gave up all hope when she saw that the man won't alter his decision for any reason. Even though her hands were still shivering, she signed the divorce papers. The signature wasn't a perfect one cause of her shivering hand but she was still able to sign it.

she asked, her voice shaky. “Thankfully your brain is working fine. Here,” he fished out a pen from his pockets, “Sign it quickly. As stated in it, you will be getting an alimony of ten million and a villa in Dove city,” he said coldly. “Why?” she questioned, putting the document on the table. “We’re just married on paper. Two good years with nothing to show for it. I don’t love you, you also don’t love me. It must be hard for you to pretend to be a good wife every day. So it's time to put an end to that,”

“There’s more good news. The divorce papers came today. Alicia has signed them already. All that’s left is your signature.” She paused, watching me closely, waiting for my reaction. “This is a good thing, Nathan,” she said softly but firmly, like she was speaking to a child who needed convincing. “It means you can finally let go of that marriage. You can move forward with Andrea. She’s carrying your baby, and now Alicia has released you. It will be a double celebration.” The room was silent after that, except for the pounding of my heart. My gaze dropped to the envelope in her hands. Divorce papers. Alicia’s name written across the front in bold letters.

“She's pregnant with a male, Jenna. She gave me something you couldn't. First trial and I already have an heir. Who knows how many heirs I'll get on the second trial.” Bile burned at the back of my throat. I wiped my tears, opening my lips to say words I never thought I'd say. “If that's what you want then, David O’Connor, be my guest. Pass me a pen?” I noticed the shock on his face. I could tell he didn't expect me to agree so easily. “I thought you'd want to fight for compensation or grovel and beg.” He laughed. She did too. They both laughed as Stuart passed me a pen and I signed, finally letting go of the marriage I'd clung to for more than five years.

I said sharply, cutting in before Norman could even open his mouth. "Dennis Russell Adams. Ex wife. You served me divorce papers, remember? Signed and dated from the very first day of our marriage, sitting in your drawer for five years, waiting for the moment you'd finally decided I was no longer useful to you. I believe the word you're looking for is ex, not wife." I straightened, my voice going cold and final now, every trace of warmth gone from it entirely.