The Divorce Story Summary Novels & Stories

' She dabbed her eyes and started again. She told me how her husband had met her and charmed her and made her feel like the ugly duckling had turned into a swan. But after a few years of marriage he had grown cold to her and had started seeing other women, sometimes flaunting it in front of her to highlight her inadequacies. 'It turned out it was about money,' she said, quietly. 'My parents are wealthy and he thought he could get his hands on their money, but dad never liked or trusted him so he didn't get a penny when we divorced; this house belongs to my parents. But by the time I'd summoned the courage to go through with a divorce it was too late to have children and that's all I ever wan

" Did you forget that you asked her for divorce before? When Sia told you that she didn't like her and you said you would divorce her then?" " Did I say such a thing?" His eyes are on Mark, " Seems like you have no idea since when you have become a bitter person to Emma. You asked for divorce three years ago right after the marriage because Sia said she didn't like Emma! She begged you remember? For an explanation?" Mark's words stab his heart. Each of those memories return like a sharp remorse. That's right. He wanted to divorce her for Sia. Since that day, Emma changed. He is used to her present personality that he has forgotten that -

"Did you really drive down here in your pajamas or is that a new item of the clothing brand your modeling for?" "Don't be silly, Diane, it's my pajamas," Abigail said with a sigh and collapsed on her couch. "You look stressed out, babe, what's the problem?" Diane asked and joined her on the couch. "It's my husband," Abigail sighed. "I knew marriage was total bullshit after my third divorce. Listen, girl, if your husband messes up, you serve him the papers. Problem solved," Diane snapped her fingers. "But I'm in love with him, Diane, divorce is out of the option," Abigail whined.

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.

"Please… Please just forgive me this once. Give me one more chance, alright? The three of us can be a happy family together. "From now on, I'll only listen to you. I'll never trust another woman again..." He dropped to his knees in the pouring rain, stripped of every ounce of dignity. "My child has nothing to do with you, Oliver. I won't hate you either. From the day you made me sign the divorce agreement, we were history." Oliver stayed on his knees outside my gates all night long. Maeve, on the other hand, packed up her belongings and slipped away in the dead of night, vanishing just as abruptly as she had appeared, leaving Oliver with nothing but a mountain of debt.

I said, "Ian, you should've known there would be consequences the moment you told your first lie. They may come late, but they are always going to come. Whether you can or are willing to handle them is none of my concern." From afar, my colleagues called me over for lunch. I ended the call and blocked his number. Nova sent me a text saying that Ian slept with Francesca after getting drunk. Her husband found out about it and filed for a divorce. With nowhere left to go, she was now staying in the Ludwig residence. She asked, "Do you think they'd really get married now?" I smirked and replied, "It'd be great if they could. That way, they won't have the chance to mess up someone else's life."

"Who could forget? Their story took the entire city by storm. Everyone could see how dedicated and loving Mr. Lewis was! We remember it like it was just yesterday." "You might believe it, but I don't. It's nothing but a show they put on. True love doesn't exist in wealthy families." "Mr. Lewis looked so broken-hearted when they got divorced back then. I thought he was truly sad that his wife was gone. "Yet he ended up with Samantha Judd not long later!" "He's already with Samantha. Why is she trying to break them apart? That's too much." "She probably failed to find a better man elsewhere. I refuse to believe that she remained single over the past five years. I'm sure she couldn't find anyon

“What?” I followed him inside, my heels echoing against marble floors I had once believed were my home. “I want a divorce.” The words hung in the air. Julian stared at me—actually stared this time—before letting out a short laugh. “What kind of game is this?” “I’m not playing,” I said. His expression hardened. “You’re tired. Emotional. We’ll talk about this another day.” “No.” I reached into my bag and placed a folder on the table between us. “I’ve already filed.”

His fingers lace together as he reclines, still watching me like I'm a prey he’s already devoured. “Billions, Liana. Enough to rewrite the story of your life. Forever.” My gaze drops to the contract again. It’s neat. Crisp. Deceptively clean. Like a snake coiled under silk sheets. “And after two years?” My voice is a whisper now. A prayer to something I’m not sure is even listening “You’ll divorce Dante.” He says it like he's talking about taking out the trash. “But by then, the narrative will be set. You’ll be the unfaithful wife. The woman who broke vows. The villain of the story.”

“I…I want to grab you by your ears and scream all the lies you've ever told me until you come to realise how much… you've played me for a fool! for five years Travis… five solid… years.” “Then go ahead and do it. Do it Vanessa. Do it!” Travis lurched forward, his breathing shooting through his chest. “Let me go, Franklin.” Vanessa pulled his hands off and looked Travis in the eye. Piercing. “I love my dignity as a woman so I won't be fighting you.” She paused, walking one step closer to him. “ I will be divorcing you instead.” She slammed the divorce papers on his chest making his muscles snap, her jaw tightening.