The Divorce Story Book Novels & Stories

Pages and pages of the formal, cold document that was what a marriage looked like when it was being taken apart. Then Franklin reached across and turned to a page near the back. There was a marked clause there. He put his finger on it. "Read that section," he said. I read it. It took me reading it two different times to understand what I was looking at, and even then my brain kept wanting to reject it. The clause sealed all records related to Sarah Hale's medical condition and location. It wasn’t just medical privacy rules. This was something else, something built specifically into the divorce agreement as a condition of the financial settlement.

“I don’t need you stressing her out. It’s bad for the baby.” I stared at him, my heart breaking all over again. “She’s pregnant?” He nodded, finally looking up at me with a cold gaze. “Yeah. So don’t make this harder than it needs to be.” Something inside me snapped. “I want a divorce.” For the first time in months, I saw a flicker of emotion on his face—surprise, maybe even anger—but I didn’t care anymore. I couldn’t keep doing this. I couldn’t keep pretending like everything was okay.

Instead, I reach into my purse, pull out the divorce envelope, and hand it to her. Isabelle snatches them up, her eyes skimming the words. Silence. Then followed by a slow inhale. “ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME?!” She bolts upright, her voice booming, and I swear my ears ring. I blink. “Jesus, Isa—” “No, Jesus Isa nothing! Damian wants a divorce?! On your fucking birthday?! That scum sucking, sewer rat of a man?!” She paces abruptly like she’s trying to keep herself from committing murder.

I want to remind you all, that I have a new ongoing story that is surely going to keep you glued and wanting more. Check out: Divorce? Never letting go! A story filled with romance, pain, rich emotions, regret and characters you will fall deeply in love with. Thank you for reading, for your support. Thank you for literally everything. With all my heart, Daisy.

Dear Readers, Thank you for your unwavering support and for being part of this incredible journey. I won't say it's the end because we will still hear from Riley and Adrain. However, Chapter 262 concludes Book 1 of Divorced My Cheating Husband, Married A Billionaire. Book 2 will cover Riley and Adrian's lives years later and focus on their children. Yes, this includes their daughter, Freya. In the coming days, I will write a preview and some bonus chapters using the author's notes. Please watch out for it.

Hello dearies, As you all know, My Ex-Husband Wants Me Back After Two Years Of Divorce, has officially come to an end🎉 As the book comes to an end, I want to take this opportunity to express my heartfelt gratitude. Thank you to everyone who supported the story by offering gems, leaving sweet reviews, and comments. The book wouldn't be where it is without your support. 🫶🫶❤️ I understand that some of you may not be happy with the ending or with the way the story turned out, and for that, I sincerely apologize.

"She's not setting foot in my house again. Not with my family." "Understood," he said, his voice as steady as always. I hung up the phone and turned to Faith, my chest tight. We hadn't said much, but I could feel the space between us, like the air had stretched too wide for me to close. She shifted in her seat, her hands twisting together in her lap, before she spoke, her voice barely above a whisper. "I want a divorce." The words hit harder than I expected. It was a punch to the gut, one that left me gasping for breath. My grip tightened on the steering wheel, but I didn't say anything, not right away. I had to process it, understand it.

No way… I wouldn’t allow you to have your fun. That being said, I grabbed the divorce papers and meticulously ripped them to shreds, one by one. Leaving no letter behind. Divorce? You think I would let you marry another man? No way in hell, Summer. You would carry my lastname until we both die! [Note: Thank you again, guys! Don’t forget to comment on the MAIN COMMENT SECTION OF THE BOOK to boost its popularity! It would mean a lot to me!]

" she forced, her palm where cold and wet. "So, it has nothing to do with you or Gabriel..." she started the story. Emily frowned, "Are you sure? then why?!" she asked, impatiently. Dorothy sipped her coffee slowly, "Darius specter applied for divorce...." Emily was totally dumbfounded she covered her mouth, too shock to react to Dorothy's words. "What? How is that even possible?" She shook her head in disbelief. Dorothy put her coffee the bench, she breathed out heavily, "I think the divorce will give you some benefits," Benefit she turned her face Emily.

"I appreciate the directness. Most people spend the first ten minutes pretending their personal life isn't relevant to how they work. It always is." "Does that concern you? The divorce?" "Only in the sense that I want to understand where you are. Not because it's a liability." He folded his hands on the table. "Your portfolio is extraordinary, by the way. The Aldous bookshop rebrand alone — I've shown that to every new hire for six months as an example of how to give a small client a large story." Something warm moved through my chest. I had done that project for almost nothing, in the margins of a marriage, in a studio that was meant to be a consolation prize. I had not known it would end u