Stories Of Couples Who Divorced And Remarried Novels & Stories

Aria’s POV It had been three years since I walked down the aisle and became Aria Thompson. Three years since Richard and I exchanged vows in front of hundreds of well-dressed guests. Three years since I chose to become his wife and suffered the consequences of my mistake! Yes, it’s a mistake I made because he warned me about it! He said he wouldn’t love me, and after three years, I realized he wasn’t kidding at all! For three years, he never opened his heart to me and he kept waiting for his greatest love.

he added. “Thank you Sam, that means a lot coming from you,” I replied. Then I paused for a moment, my smile leaving my face as I said to him, “I also wanted to tell you that Clara and I are divorced.” “What?” He asked, his cheerful smile leaving his face, “Is this another one of Clara’s tantrums? Look,” he said, taking my hand in his, “whatever awful things she might have said to you, she didn't mean it. Just ignore whatever papers she may have asked you to sign.”

"But you, Em... you’ve always been there. Even when you hate me. Even when I give you every reason to walk away, you don’t. And I don’t know what that says about me, or about you, but it’s the truth. And maybe it’s selfish, but I didn’t want to call Lina because I knew she wouldn’t come. And you did." I feel my heart clench in my chest. I hate how he can do this to me—how he can make me feel things I don’t want to feel. I have spent so long trying to move on, trying to put distance between us, and yet here we are, tangled up in each other’s mess again. I sigh, rubbing my temples. "Carlos, we need to get divorced." His whole body stiffens. "You really want that? After everything?" "Yes," I wh

“I’m strong. Nothing can scare me anymore.” At that moment, my phone vibrated. A message from a major client: “Devia, your team is amazing. We want to expand our contract with your company. Great work.” I smiled widely, feeling a satisfaction I had never known. This wasn’t just a professional victory—it was personal. I had proven to myself, Argantara, and Revania that I was no longer a submissive wife or a puppet in anyone’s hands. A few weeks later, the divorce was finally finalized at the civil office. I sat alone in the archives room, signing the last document. Each stroke of the pen on the paper felt like freeing myself from old chains.

“But then again, there's always been fire on the mountain, you've just managed it well. But now, isn't it getting a little too much?" Arching his brows, Cillian asked, "Getting a little too much?" Rourke leaned forward, placing the glass on the table, and propping his chin on his folded hands. "Yeah. I saw the news, everyone did. Regina's back, so, there's no need to remain in the marriage if you don't like it. Or, you can just bring yourself to accept it. I mean," Placing his hand on his chin, he pretended to think. "Your wife's not that bad looking, she's very pretty and young. I'm sure if you divorce her now, she'll quickly find another man who would–”

On their wedding day, a handsome groom and his beautiful bride said, "I Do." Their hearts were fluttering with pure joy! They had married the love of their life! Is this what I experience? No, this is not that story. Here is the other version, Tameka Morton's version. You see, love didn't become apparent until after my divorce. I can't wait to tell you from beginning to end how it all transpired.

I said. "First we get you a job. Something good, something that starts rebuilding your financial independence quietly. Then when you have enough to stand on your own two feet — you divorce him. You build from there. And when you are ready, when you are strong enough, you come back for your share of that business. It was willed to both of you by your grandparents. He cannot erase that. But you need to be in a position of strength before you go after it." I sat with that for a long moment.

"I didn't want to separate, Umay is the one who wanted to" “After she caught you with another one. What did you want?” “I know I was an ass, but I will try to reverse this situation”. “Now that you've agreed to sign the divorce? I find it kind of hard for Umay to come back to you.” “Allah, Allah. And? How many couples get divorced and then remarried Murat”? “Don't get me wrong Mustafa. That's my opinion. You two I find difficult, even more so because she told Merve, that she doesn't want to know about you, not even painted gold ”.

She said with a sad smile. “So, you are married. But you never told us that you have a husband.” “Because I got divorced three years ago. A loveless marriage is nothing but torture. We were hardly married for eight months. In fact, after two months of my marriage, my in-laws found that my parents were behind their money and nothing else. I feared for my future then but lucky for me they never held any kind of grudge against me because they knew that I was nothing like them. They never ill-treated me. Even when my parents even came to take me back, asking me to choose they stood by me and helped me to make the right decision.”

“Mallory, do you really think everyone here is stupid? I’ve used that same excuse nine times. Do you expect me to say it a tenth time too?” Mallory’s expression darkened immediately. She said with displeasure, “As you said, nine times. So, what is one more? You won’t even say something to defend Ruth. Is your love for her even real?” She spoke as if the request were perfectly justified. Over the past two years, ever since Ruth’s adopted brother, Peter Conroy, returned home, we had gotten married and divorced nine times. Every single time, she gambled our marriage against Peter in some bet.