The Regrettable Divorce Novel Novels & Stories

I longed for divorce and I would get it. “I don't care that you tore up those papers, I'll get new ones, but you put the idea of divorce in my head, and now, I want a divorce Bill. Your actions have consequences, and your coldness has frozen my heart enough that I don't want to be with you anymore.” “Don't say words you'll regret, woman!”. “I would never regret speaking the truth, but you know what I regret?” I started up the stairs quickly. “That I didn't think about divorce sooner! I regret not messing with Brandon for real!”

He breathed out, already regretting what he's just done. What was he thinking? He was frustrated that they failed their last two matches but why did it have to come in between him and his wife. He immediately vacate out of the kitchen, not wanting to see her falling apart for he can't take it. They both need this space but why divorce?! He grip his head and kept walking down the curb with regret pouring from every pore of his being. This was not in his plans...

*Author's Pov* Kayla has finally been discharged from the hospital, she held the divorce papers tightly, she doesn't really think she has anything in this country anymore and all she could think of was leaving this place and all her pain behind, she just wants to leave here since it hurts too much to even stay. At this last moment she was filled with nothing but pain and regret, she regrets everything, she regrets ever meeting Nicole since she's the one responsible for all her misery! She regrets every single thing.

The calm certainty in his voice should have reassured me. Instead, it unsettled me. Because this wasn’t about pride. Or ego. This was war. And I was standing in the middle of it. When I finally left the penthouse later that night escorted, monitored, protected I felt something shift inside me. The divorce hadn’t been romantic cruelty. It had been strategic cruelty. Calculated. Cold. But perhaps not heartless. That complicated everything. As I lay in bed, staring at the ceiling again, a question surfaced that I hadn’t dared consider before:

"You brat! I'm telling you something important, can't you pay attention? If you really end up divorced, you'll be the one regretting it. Where will you find another husband like Calvin?" Here it came again! Bella knew that no matter what they talked about, it would always lead to this statement in the end. Calvin, with his youth, success, good looks, and wealth, was a rare find. Marrying him was a stroke of luck for her, and if she didn't treasure it, she'd live the rest of her life in bitterness and regret! The problem was, Calvin was the one wanting a divorce. How was she not treasuring him? She was more frustrated than anyone else. His artistic reasons for wanting a divorce were infuriati

He giggled, "I thought you said you could live without me? Are you regretting all you said at the hospital and want to beg me not to leave you?" In my head, I kept repeating "YES" to his question while digging nails into my skin so that I could keep my sanity intact and remind myself not to fall for the stupid ideas running in my mind. I wanted to tell him that I regretted every statement I made at the hospital and beg for his mercy. I wished he could tear the divorce papers and tell me he could not leave me. I wished he could look into my eyes and profess his undying love to me. "Well, there is nothing we can do about this anymore. I have endured your shit and dirt for three years. I don't

“If they take you tonight, you disappear forever.” I stared at him, trying to understand how my life had spiraled into this nightmare so quickly, but nothing made sense anymore. Less than twenty-four hours ago, I thought the worst thing that could happen to me was signing divorce papers and walking away from a broken marriage. Now, strange men were hunting me through buildings, my pregnancy had become public gossip, and the man who divorced me was standing in front of me talking like my life was suddenly worth killing for. The footsteps below grew louder.

" Naomi paused, keeping her hands on my shoulders as though she needed to make sure I was paying close attention to everything she was saying. "Then Mr.Nathan, your regretful ex-husband, who's now doing everything he can to win you back. He finally realized how much his ex-wife was worth after letting her go. I have no doubt both men will try their hardest to win your heart, and honestly, ma'am, you're going to have a difficult decision to make." After saying that, Naomi fell quiet, her eyes wandering as though she were already picturing how everything would unfold. But I was still trying to make sense of what she'd just told me. Nathan regretted our divorce? Was that really why he was sudde

She stuck out her tongue and said guiltily, "Sorry, Tina. I was too busy to notice." "I just knew you had to be busy with work." "How did you know that?" "C'mon, I know you better than that. Have you taken care of everything?" "Yep. Did you call to tell me about something, Tina?" "It's nothing, really. I just wanted to let you know that I got divorced." "Divorced? What? Why'd you suddenly get divorced?" Cecilia asked in surprise. "Don't even ask. I can't believe I was blind enough to marry someone like him. I treated him so well, yet he cheated on me mentally!" Tina said.

I was frozen and speechless for a moment, dumbfounded by the emotion that I saw in her eyes. She echoed her request, softer this time: "Once we have Raina back, I'd like to mend our marriage." I couldn't suppress the rage that had been building—"You asked for a divorce, Faith!" I blurted out, even as I knew how much pain I was causing. She shook her head lovingly. "Being away from you made me realize I don't want to leave you," she whispered, her voice trembling with regret and yearning.