The Divorce Story Summary Novels & Stories

Eight years of marriage, and never once had I imagined I'd be at a charity gala, listening to my husband's family discuss my divorce. That night, Louis's mother was hosting a dinner party at their Florida coastal estate. I went to the study to find Louis, but stopped just outside the door when I heard his father Richard's voice: "She still doesn't know?" The lawyer, David, answered, "As long as Louis files the divorce petition by the end of the month, the family trust kicks in. By then, Joyce can move into the house by the lake." Divorce? My blood ran cold. And Joyce—that was Louis's ex-girlfriend. I turned and walked back to the banquet hall. Louis appeared moments later, sliding his arm ar

Sly countered, as he covered her lips with his. THE END. I have released a new story titled "After Divorce, I Accidentally Married a Ruthless Billionaire." Please let me know your thoughts on it.

People moved around us, completely unaware that my entire future had just been turned into a business proposition. Outside, Manhattan was bright and busy, cars honked, people hurried along the sidewalks, everything continued as normal, but nothing felt normal to me anymore. I climbed into Dad’s car and stared through the window as the Ashford building disappeared behind us. For two years, that was what Richard had asked, two years married to a complete stranger, then divorce, it sounded simple. Except there was one problem, I had already spent a night with a stranger, and somehow, the thought of marrying another one felt completely different. My phone vibrated, it was Molly.

His voice was calm, but his jaw tightened. His mind drifted back to the conversation he had had with Sarah the night before, when she finally regained consciousness and agreed to tell him what had happened over the past few months. Through tears, Sarah had told him how Declan had initiated the divorce, claiming that he simply didn’t love her. She had also confessed that she had deliberately hidden their separation from Declan’s parents. She didn’t want the family who had always treated her so well to be hurt by the problems in their marriage. Then came what had happened the previous afternoon. Sarah told him how she had run away in a panic until the accident happened,the accident that had ta

He asked me making himself comfortable on the chair. "The girl I married to like I told you. I divorced her the same night. I never saw her face I just have the name. She was in Australia for like 10 years she came here to see his dad who died the same day we got married. I just took sign on the divorce papers from her and never took her back. Later I got to know, that the only relative she had here did not allow her in the house. My driver took her back to my mansion but I asked the guards not to take her in. She is been missing since then I did everything possible from past one year but I have no information on her. The only thing I know is she does not know anyone or anything about this p

“This is your last chance, Kendra. Take your words back. If you don’t, I’ll take Nate overseas tomorrow. Don’t even think about seeing him again.” I put the phone on speaker and navigated to my gallery. There were 213 videos and more than 1,000 pictures. I had looked at them countless times before. I took a deep breath and deleted everything. Suddenly, I could not wait for tomorrow to come. “We were never married. Is that correct, Terrence?” On the other end of the line, Terrence went quiet. I looked down and continued indifferently, “Since we were never married, there’s no need to get a divorce. Let’s break up.”

My father sits at the table, staring at his hands. My looks at me like she doesn’t recognize me. “Where is Lena.” The question lands hard. I swallow. “She’s not here.” “That’s not an answer,” my father says quietly. I exhale slowly. “We got divorced.” Silence. My mother blinks. “You what.” “We ended it,” I say, avoiding her eyes. She steps closer. “When.” “A few days ago.” Her face drains of color. “Why.” I clench my jaw. “Because she betrayed me.”

I insisted on staying here… with Gideon… my soon-to-be ex-husband. It’s been a week since I left the mansion. He probably thinks I’m doing just fine, but the truth couldn’t be more different. Every single day has been a struggle. He has no idea that I’ve come so close to wanting to tie myself to the bed just to stop myself from running back to him. From begging him to take me back. I still haven’t told his parents about the divorce because I honestly don’t know how to break the news to them. Especially his mother. I couldn’t fulfill the one thing she’d asked of me. I gave up. I got tired.

“My daughter is going to be a mother.” Tears stung my eyes again. “Yes.” Victor gave a small approving nod. “That makes things even more complicated.” My father frowned. “What do you mean?” I told him everything. The divorce. The manipulation. The Carter family’s plan. The hidden tests. The inheritance. And the video. By the time I finished, my father’s expression had turned dangerously cold. “So my brother hasn’t changed,” he said quietly. “No,” I replied. “He’s worse.” Sam Speaks

‎ ‎Now, Chairman Ashford had passed away not long ago, and I had already divorced Vivienne, confirming the rumors. ‎ ‎Isabella hadn’t appeared in the media for a while, either. ‎There were whispers that my divorce from Vivienne was to marry Isabella, and that I didn’t want her to be in the public eye anymore. ‎ ‎Victor knew part of the story and understood that Vivienne had initiated the divorce after nearly facing a miscarriage. ‎ ‎Although he had never been fond of Vivienne, she was still my wife and is carrying my child. ‎ ‎He was about to offer some comfort when someone, oblivious to the situation, spoke up: