The Regrettable Divorce Novel Novels & Stories

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.

“You’re scaring me.” Rosemary suddenly stopped, her shoulders trembling. A broken whisper escaped her lips. “He… divorced me. In front of everyone.” Lila froze. “What?!” Rosemary slowly turned, tears streaming down her face. “Adrian… my husband… he gave a diamond necklace to another woman. And then… he said, ‘from tonight, I divorce you.’ Everyone laughed at me, Lila. They laughed at me like I was some kind of clown!” Her sobs erupted. She collapsed onto the floor, covering her face with both hands.

“Zeke is a prick! For three days now, he's been parading around the Skyline City with Ophelia, going on trips, shopping, and outdoor games with their group of friends. That husband of yours and his family haven’t even bothered to check on you or A more by calling your phone since the accident. They’re all just a bunch of selfish assholes! Her words stung, but it was the truth. Not one of them cared about me or my daughter. I sighed, my chest heavy with frustration. "Yeah, I know they don't care. That's why I can't stay in this anymore." Mary walked over and squeezed my shoulder. “This calls for celebration!” Huh? Who celebrates divorce? Mary continued humming excitedly, “I’m so happy you’re

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Gregory's voice grew husky as he continued, "I've lived nearly 30 years without ever regretting a single decision. I always believed that every choice I made was the right one, but…" Anathea could sense what he was about to say next. Maybe it was the alcohol on his breath or the heat from his body, but a dull ache started pulsing in her temples. Gregory lowered his head, resting his chin against her neck. Anathea felt his warm breath slip beneath her collar as he murmured, "I regret it." Her heart skipped a beat, then stumbled into an unsteady rhythm, faltering in her chest. Gregory continued, "I regret letting you go. I never wanted to trap you, but I do regret signing those divorce papers.

chaos on the bed. “Sharon has left! She doesn’t love you anymore. Don’t waste your tears crying for a woman like her!” But Bruce continued to roar, seemingly not listening to Aileen’s words. “Why did you leave when I’m paralyzed now? But you don’t have to worry. My legs will get better in the future. I don’t want a divorce with you.” Aileen sighed in annoyance. “Bruce! Listen to Mom! You are a strong person! She’s not worth it.” Aileen cupped Bruce’s face, making him look into her eyes.

She frantically typed back: THEO! Guessed right, wife, came the instant reply. Want to meet up? WE ARE DIVORCED! I LEFT YOU YEARS AGO! she texted back, her vision blurring with tears. I never signed those papers. Legally, you're still mine. Meet me tonight. Rach tried calling the number, but it went straight to voicemail. Overwhelmed by rage and terror, she hurled her phone against the wall, watching it shatter into pieces. She collapsed to her knees, sinking into despair.

Delvin stared at me, unsure of where I was going with this. “I want to be with someone who truly loves me. I want to have children with him. And this…” I said, gesturing around us, “this isn’t it. This is my biggest regret.” Delvin’s eyes darkened at once, as if my words had struck a place they shouldn’t have. His jaw tightened so hard it looked like he was holding himself back from hitting someone… from hitting me. "Your biggest regret?" he repeated through clenched teeth. “I see it clearly now,” he added sharply. “You want a divorce so you can be with him, right?”

Never straight, always bitter when talking to people. "You're so going to regret being this arrogant, Hunter." Cole spat and I chuckled. Someone needs to tell him that I've been regretting for a while now. Not just a while, for over a year actually. My regret started the day I put my signature on the divorce papers. "Just tell me what it is. Is it Tyler stirring up my house to find out my location? Tell him I'm on Columbia island. He can come to get Claire. I won't stop him." I said in a hoarse voice. Cole went silent for a few minutes.