When She Ended It With Divorce Novels & Stories

Sasha froze, caught off guard by Jim’s sudden appearance, and stepped forward as if realizing something. “Jim, after all these years together, you can doubt anyone else, but why me?” Jim snorted coldly and shot her a hard look. “Sasha, we’re done. Divorce papers have already been sent to your place. When you see them, if everything checks out, just sign.” Sasha’s eyes went wide. Disbelief was written all over her face. “You want a divorce? Are you insane, Jim?! If we split, who’s going to take care of you?”

She asked in shock, raising an eyebrow. "Um yes." I answered unsurely. "Sophia, the answer is crystal clear." She sighed, shaking her head at me. have no idea what you're getting at." I gave her a look as she sighed at my inability to understand her. "One word. Divorce." She shrugged absentmindedly as she searched through the images she had previously taken. "It's official, you've gone absolutely bonkers!" I exclaimed, still getting over my shock at her horrible suggestion. "Why not?" She glared at me.

- IVY The divorce had finalized quietly, three months earlier, with neither of us contesting much of anything — a tired, mutual unraveling rather than a battle, the kind of ending that comes when two people have simply run out of reasons to keep fighting for something neither of them wants intact anymore.

She stared back at me, her eyes unflinching, her arms folded tightly across her chest as she waited for my response to that sharp remark. "I… I…" I stuttered, not knowing what to say. She was right. I was the one who filed for the divorce. But I never meant for things to end that way. I had only issued the papers out of pride, just to prove I was in control. But she went ahead and signed them anyway. "I don’t know what you think this is," she said calmly. "But you and I are done." My breath caught, and something twisted painfully in my chest. Hearing that word 'done' from her lips broke something inside me.

She wasn't finished; she was a live grenade that could go off at any moment. That night, I checked in with my contact. He told me Brad and Hazel had finalized their divorce. All the debts had been dumped on her, while he and his family had quietly relocated to another city.

“So stop doing this. Stop showing up like you’re trying to be someone else. Stop knocking on my door like there’s a part of you that deserves to be here. Because honestly? You don’t.” He opened his mouth to speak, but she held up a hand. “No, listen,” she said, tone sharper now. “We made an agreement. When the stipulated number of years is up, we both sign the divorce papers and we go our separate ways. Simple. Clean. No feelings involved, right?” Her eyes bore into his. “So stop acting like there’s something left to salvage. You burned the bridge, Ben. You lit the match and watched me choke on the smoke.”

The woman nodded and looked at me with a little smile before she turned her attention to my husband, who was lovingly staring at her. “So Cassie, you got divorced, tell us, was the process easy?” Lily asked and Ava pinched her. "No Ava, it’s fine, the divorce doesn’t hurt me anymore. I cried, but not anymore. I’m glad I’m over it,” she said, looking at them just for a second before turning her attention back to my husband. She looked back at Ava and everyone at the table, then took my husband’s glass. “It was very easy, we both agreed,” she said.

With a broken heart, a weakened eyeballs that were tired of crying, and my weak soul I look up to him "Congratulations Nickolas Michealson you have succeeded in breaking down my walls, from today I'm giving you the freedom you have always wanted, you can have the traitor you love so much, I strip myself off every legal right you and I have over each other" I pulled off my wedding ring "Here…." I showed him the ring and threw it away in the rain "I Ava Della Sanchez, Divorce you Nickolas Michealson as my lawfully wedded husband, I give you the freedom you've wanted so much. Sorry for bothering your life, and sorry for ever loving you, I will sign the divorce papers and send it back to you"

She never finished her sentence, but the underlying meaning was clear. No man liked being two-timed. Who could tolerate a partner who fooled around? There would still inevitably be misgivings even after a breakup or a divorce. Men were simply that possessive. Moreover, there were still formalities to be settled. Just as she expected, his expression grew colder. The divorce not yet being finalized left a bad taste in her mouth, but she was more than happy to witness Rebecca's downfall. Besides, they'd already signed the agreement and the news had been publicized. The divorce was bound to happen.

Why did he appear a little disheveled? Puzzled, she picked up the pen and handed it to him. Finally, the two forms were signed. The staff wrapped up the procedure, and the divorce was finalized. "All the best to both of you." Staring at the divorce certificate as she left the city hall, she struggled to describe her feelings. They dragged out the divorce to the point that she had gotten over the initial heartache. More than anything, she felt a wave of relief. She had once lived solely for love and learned her lesson. After reuniting with the Taylor family, her only wish was to focus on work and bring in the dough. There would be no place for men in her life.