Novel & Cerita You Had This Divorce Coming

“What if it is a misunderstanding? You know how that sister of yours is,” the man said. “Brother, I want to go home,” Elaine said as she cried. “Home? Which home? You know that if you go back to Mr Sawyer’s mansion, he will just blame you for not being able to keep your husband and will support Rosa. Don’t forget that they might even force you to divorce your man. Are you ready to divorce him?” he asked, and Elaine kept quiet, making him sigh.

“You think you can scare me with words?” “No,” she said calmly. “I think you’re a man who understands leverage.” My jaw flexed. “This divorce will happen, Mr. Julian,” she added. “With or without your cooperation. The only difference is how public it becomes.” I leaned back in my seat, staring out at the open field. Images flashed through my mind—Megan’s face, the twins laughing, Kai’s smug expression in those photos. “And Megan?” I asked. “What does she want?”

"I'll have my lawyers contact you about the divorce. Sign everything. Don't fight it. You'll get a settlement. Enough to start over somewhere far away from here." "This is my home," I said weakly. "This is my home. You were just staying here temporarily. That arrangement is ending." Temporary. Our entire marriage had been temporary to him. I'd been a placeholder. A failed experiment. And now Vivian was pregnant with the heir I couldn't provide, and I was being discarded like trash. "Does she know?" I asked. "Vivian. Does she know you're divorcing me?" "Of course she knows. We've been planning this for months."

I turned my back to her and said coldly, “Come find me when you have made up your mind. I hope it won’t take too long.” The overseas program had already started. If we did not settle the divorce quickly, it would be delayed for another two years. “Jared!” Snow shouted. She pointed angrily at Yvonne. “Are you divorcing me because of her? Just now, you were heading into that apartment with her. You can’t resist living together with her? You accuse me of being fickle, but you’re no different!”

"Mason, why are you always so petty? I'm home today to spend Thanksgiving with you and also celebrate our third wedding anniversary." It was amazing that she even remembered that today was our third wedding anniversary. Mason smiled. "Great! I even prepared a gift for you. It's in our room—no, I guess it’s your and Harvey's room now." Mason's voice was cheerful, but Mindy's heart still sank. She desperately rushed back to the room and saw a divorce agreement on the table. It had Mason's name on it. Mason's voice rang coldly. "Mindy, let's get divorced and never see each other again."

For the first time in his life, he felt a depth of disgust toward her he had never known before. "If you ask me, our family ending up like this has everything to do with a woman like you! First thing tomorrow morning, you're coming with me to the courthouse! I can't stand this anymore. Elaine, this time, I am divorcing you!"

“I thought you didn’t care about—” “I thought about it, and it’s better she doesn’t find out about this argument at all.” She gave me a tight smile that made my heart sink. “After all, you’re the perfect stepfather figure for her. I’m sure you don’t want to ruin your image by telling her about our bad times. Our marriage’s still okay, we’re just going through a phase.” “A phase?” “All married couples go through that.” “Diane!” “Don’t fucking yell at me.” She snapped. “Like I said, keep all details of the argument to yourself. I’ll be leaving early for work tomorrow, so we might not see until—”

"Daniel, I'm sorry, man. It was out of line for me to let things get physical. Can you forgive me?" As he stepped toward me, I instinctively backed away. "No way, keep your distance. I don't want any more 'accidents' where you can claim I pushed you." Marvin's face tensed up, his eyes shooting daggers at me. I brushed him off and turned to Rebecca and her folks. "Let's cut the chatter. This divorce is happening today. I'm not in the business of picking up someone else's mess. Rebecca already had a kid with another guy. You think I'm sticking around for that? No chance."

"I'll make the calls. There's a clinic in Connecticut. Very private and very reputable. I can have you there tomorrow." "Thank you." "And the second thing?" "Divorce papers. I want them ready to file as soon as possible. I want to be free of him before he even knows what's happening." "Done." She closed her eyes. Relief and grief mixing together in her chest until she couldn't tell them apart. "I'm coming home," she said. "For real this time around." Harold was quiet for a moment. Then his voice warmed, just a little. "Your father will be very happy to hear you're coming home, Miss Celestine. He's never stopped hoping. None of us have."

CHARLOTTE ~•~ This couldn’t be real. I knew we were on the verge of divorce but I never believed it would come out of nowhere. Did I push him too far? I should have talked things out with him before I confirmed the role, right? That must be the reason. If I had told him, maybe things would be very different.