When She Ended It With Divorce Novels & Stories

She pulled the door open just enough to leave, but she paused, turning her profile to me. “Do me a favor, Henry. Finalize the divorce. Fast.” With that, she slammed the door behind her.

I open my mouth, intending to deflect, to lie, to delay. But instead, it slips out. “I ended it.” Her brows crease. “You ended what?” She notices my hesitation, leans forward slightly and begins. “What—” “I ended it all with Felix,” I cut in, my voice unsteady but firm. “We’re divorced now.” The room seems to pause. “Wha… what?!” Maya blurts out. Shock rips through her voice, raw and unfiltered. She stares at me like I’ve just spoken in another language. “What do you mean you’re divorced? How? When? Weren’t you just celebrating your anniversary?”

“Wait, what? How do you exactly conclude things about divorcing me? Aren’t you thinking too much?” “Divorce is the only ending for us, so don’t make things hard for both of us,” she replied, reiterating what should be done today. “Who are you to decide what's the best ending for us?” “Cuz’ I fucking died and traveled back in time!” Instead of getting mad, Vincaster covered his mouth and suppressed the laughter that might escape from his mouth. “That’s it? You are divorcing me not because you don’t love me? You are divorcing me because you envisioned that I'd cheat on you, and you caught me sleeping next to Hillary Fuentez?”

she ordered as if it were the most natural thing in the world. "We're divorced," I cut her off, my voice calmer than expected. Before I left, Penelope had taken me to finalize the divorce. She said that Theodore wouldn't back off until he saw it. We were finally done. There was a pause on the other end. "Still sulking?" She suddenly laughed. "I've told you, right? It was just a moment of—" I ended the call with trembling fingers. Wendy handed me a warm glass of milk. "It's okay. It's all in the past now."

I did not know how to answer without sounding too cruel. In the end, I could only sigh. “Yes. We’re over.” The divorce papers had already been placed in front of her. Whether she believed it or not, there was no going back between us. The End

Her name rolled out of his tongue so sweet. This was not good. Code red. Abort immediately. She shifted, she regretted it instantly, because now his knee was brushing against her leg. He was leaning closer, his face now visible to hers. Nope, she wasn't going to fall for the same trick again, not now, not ever. "Stop." Her voice was low, failing her, it ended up hard. "We are getting divorced." Yeah, that explains it. They were getting divorced, people who wanted to get divorced didn't kiss or smooch.

Yeah, I was foolish enough that I couldn't even take care of myself. That's why I lost our child and my husband. Now, it seemed there was nothing left for me to lose. My lips parted, and the words finally came out. "Ryland, let's get divorced." His hand paused for a moment. Still, he didn't look at me. "Why are you bringing that up? Aren’t we already divorced? If you're in a hurry to remarry, we can move the date up a few days," he spoke quickly. Whenever he'd talked about things like this in the past, he'd always been calm and completely certain of himself.

"It's not that. It isn't that at all. I'm just thinking about the fact— the fact that I'm not going to be here anymore. Don't you think you shouldn't get used to me anymore?" "Excuse me?" I strained my eyebrows at her, confused. "Why would you want to leave? Ok, maybe you need to know that I'm now divorced. I'm not with Trisha anymore." "Really?" She widened her eyes at me. "How is that possible? I mean, a divorce takes a couple of months. So how can you be divorced in only a few hours?" I shrugged. "Money. I was so determined to get rid of her that I had to be a little manipulative."

“Don’t make a thing.” She crossed her arms. Looked at me. “What happened before you left yesterday?” I looked at her. Then Kai. Then I just said it because dragging it out was worse. “The divorce is finalized. I sent the papers back this morning.” Sienna went still. “Finalized like—” “Like done. Signed, filed, finished.” “You—” she stopped. Started again. “Both of you signed?” “Both of us.” “Oh,” Just oh. I could have kissed her.

“How did you know anything about Unleashed? I was going to tell…” She let out a scoff that stopped him in his tracks, “Yeah, right. You were going to tell me. Of course, you were. You know what? I am done talking. I don’t care what happens this time. I want a divorce!” “What?!” Ayo asked in shock. “You heard me. I want a divorce and I want you out of this house. If you are going to make a fool of me, do it elsewhere! I am tired,” she ended with a change of tone.