The Divorcées Dessert Cafe Novels & Stories

I pursed my lips and continued tidying things up without showing any emotion. "I heard you mention before that your fellow female driver is trying to get a divorce." Axel Kramer and I were sorting through our miscellaneous possessions after our move. Not noticing that something was off in my expression, he replied, "Yeah, because of what happened half a year ago. Her husband got drunk and kept mumbling about his first crush and saying that he regretted not confessing back then. "Around that time, he'd been secretly chatting with that woman, and Lindsay found out. Ever since then, they'd been sleeping in separate rooms. Recently, things flared up again. They even filed for divorce and are now

From the soft music playing over the speakers to the end of the cafe was a shelf full of books, Café Sugar was a colourful place with the booths matching the red flooring and the designs of red and white blotches on the walls. A waitress came up to take our orders and her jaw dropped. “No freaking way! Caden Booker?!” She squealed. “Oh my God, it's my first time meeting you…” I interrupted her with a sigh. “I'd prefer it if you take our orders and not fondle over my fiance.” Her cheeks heated and she nodded softly. “I'm sorry about that, Mr. Asher.” While taking a sip of water, I shot a glare at Mark to order after I ordered a cup of cappuccino and strawberry-flavoured chocolate for Caden.

Silence. Our flats scrub against the pavement. “Anna,” she nudged. “Talk to me.” We walked a few blocks and entered a small café. The bell chimed above the door as we stepped inside. The scent of coffee and fresh pastries wrapped around us. We ordered quickly—two pastries and cold drinks. When our order arrived, we carried the tray to a quiet corner and sat down on small, round white tables, simple black chairs. Along the window ran a wooden bench with green upholstered cushions. Floor-to-ceiling glass let in the afternoon light, faint reflections of city buildings shimmering across it.

Alice had just sat down in her chair when her cell phone rang. “Hello?” Maggie shouted, “I’m divorcing Trevor right now. I can’t take him any longer.” “What’s wrong?” Alice asked, sitting up straight. “Meet me at the cafe now!” Alice then went to the cafe. The place was crowded because it was right after work hours. Maggie drank an entire cup of cappuccino with ice in one gulp. “This time, I’m serious. I must divorce that jerk. I will never mind his business again if he lets me raise my kids!”

Grabbing her coat, Iris slipped on some sneakers and grabbed her keys. The small café down the road wasn't bustling, but it had just enough life to make her feel like she wasn't invisible. She ordered hot chocolate and a slice of cake, her heart lifting a little as the rich aroma filled the air. She found a cosy corner and settled in, savouring the sweetness of the cake. But her brief peace was shattered when a woman strutted over, her heels clicking against the tiled floor. The woman was immaculately dressed, her designer handbag swinging at her side.

"You think you're not the same? Are you an angel with no faults? Come on, don't play innocent in front of me. You slept intentionally with me so that you can take your sister's place." "You really..." "Enough. I'm sick of this shitty drama. You just sign the divorce papers and give them to me. As soon as possible!" After saying that, he walked away from me. "Ash!" I tried to catch up with him, but my hand was forcefully pulled away by Ash's mistress. "Stop it! Are you deaf? Or do you have no self-respect? Ash has dumped you. Dumped you. So stop bothering him and just sign the divorce papers!" she snapped with anger exploding.

He bought this book. At the other corner of that street, he saw a café. Different desserts showcased outside at the counter, he can see them through the glass walls. He went inside the café, pushing through the glass door. The entire café smelled like caramels were melting everywhere. He went straight to the counter, looking at the long menu. Scanning every dish, from peanut butter cookie lush, cheesecake trifle, Oreo-chocolate mousse pie, black forest skillet brownie, S’mores Lasagna to cinnamon apple pancakes with vanilla maple syrup and more, also a variety of coffee like latte, espresso, mocha, Americano and also vanilla bean latte, caramel apple macchiato etc. made the list even long. H

' 'Socialite Aurora Vale Dragged for Causing Husband to Cheat' ‘The fall from grace’ ‘Vale heiress goes into hiding after divorce. ‘The fall of the great.’ I held my breath as I clicked on the first article. > ‘Damien Sinclair's Divorce: The Truth Finally Surfaces’ > After months of silence, new details have emerged about the shocking divorce between billionaire heir Damien Sinclair and his ex-wife, Aurora Vale.

"It's 3.50 per cup. If you're here to enjoy coffee, then by all means, be my guest. But if you're here to talk about the past, then I'm going to have to show you the door." Corbin was very surprised at my attitude. He looked around and gave me a disdainful look that he couldn't even hide. "If you divorced me to come here and work in this run-down coffee shop, I can just buy all the land within a five-mile radius for you." I didn't doubt that Corbin was perfectly capable of doing that. However, I hated his attitude when he spoke about it. "That would be your business. But since we're already divorced, what you do has nothing to do with me. Also, shouldn't you be accompanying your new wife wit

"You're right." "See, I knew it!" Cassie laughed. "My daughter has been divorced once, but her ex-husband was rich, handsome, and a big lawyer. While you may not be as rich as him, you certainly look good. My daughter is highly educated and is now working at the Golden Path Law Firm, where she will become a partner one day and make lots of money. We don't care that you're not rich; we only ask one thing from you: you must treat her well – no cheating, no affairs..."