Divorce Novels

On our seventh wedding anniversary, I set up a candlelit dinner at home, waiting for my wife. But she never showed up, and she wouldn't answer my calls. It wasn't until I received an abnormal vibration alert from the car tracker that I checked the garage. Down in the basement, she was hooking up with her young assistant. After that, I filed for divorce without hesitation. She sneered at me. "You're just a live-in husband working under me. How will you even survive without my money?" Not only

After I gave birth to our third child, Silas became obsessed with a VR game. He went as far as renovating a spare room into a high-tech gaming den. Unless he was at work, he kept himself locked inside. He even wore the headset while eating, completely ignoring our newborn son's cries. When I fainted in the living room from a high fever, he had no idea I was even there. I couldn't take it anymore. On the day of our son's big welcome party, I handed him the divorce papers in front of everyone.

It was the sixth year of my mission to win Jace over. Now, he wanted a divorce. He wanted to spend the final months of his first love's life by her side. I told him I wouldn't agree to it. I warned him that if we signed those papers, I would lose every single memory of him. Jace didn't believe me. He shoved the divorce settlement into my hands with a look of pure disgust. "She's dying, for God's sake. Can you stop being so selfish and lying through your teeth?" he snapped. Later, it turned o

1. The day I asked my Harvard professor husband for a divorce, he was in an intimate photo with his college sweetheart on Instagram. This wasn’t a spur-of-the-moment decision. It was the end of a three-year marriage. Three years where he remembered every anniversary, picked me up from work, and even rescheduled a class during a snowstorm just to bring me a coat. But none of that mattered after Mia, the one that got away, sent him a single text: “Julian, I’m back.” In that moment, I saw a lo

On my twenty-eighth birthday, the first gift I received was a set of divorce papers. I immediately called my wife, only to be met with her cold ridicule. "Can you stop bothering me over such a trivial thing?" "It is just a fake divorce. Why are you making such a big deal out of it?" In the background, I could faintly hear the intimate voice of another man. Not long after, Cole Mercer posted on his social media feed. "Thanks to Zoe, I finally get to move into my dream penthouse!" In the pa

I spent ten years married to the heir of the Syndicate. I followed him through life-and-death struggles, until my piano-playing hands were covered in gun calluses and stained with blood. Yet, when he turned twenty-eight, he became obsessed with a "Little Daisy" from the slums. He hid her well, until I caught him accompanying that girl to her prenatal checkup. When I demanded answers in a frenzy, he casually handed me a divorce agreement. "Elowen is a devout Catholic. She cannot have a child

1. Three days after the wild wedding party for our friends, I asked Julian for a divorce. "Was it because I drank that round for Lily at the club that night?" He stubbed out his cigarette, his lips curling into that familiar, casual smile. "Yes." "Objection overruled." He chuckled, like a lawyer dismissing a trivial motion in court. "Stop fooling around, Nora." For three of our four years in college, I followed him around like a shadow. He was used to it―used to me always being there, just

1. The day Chloe Linwood married Leo Vance for the third time, the New York winter was as cold as her fingers clutching the divorce papers. He leaned against the car door, his expression a familiar, gloomy tenderness she had seen twice before. "This time, I'll change. I swear," he said. "Fine." She slid into the driver's seat and rolled down the window. "But if I catch you one more time―" "There won't be a fourth time," he interrupted, his voice as sincere as it was after the avalanche in As

1. NASA Jet Propulsion Laboratory, Pasadena. “Dr. Wallace, I’ve filed for divorce. I want to join your Mars exploration project and move to Houston with the team. I want to lead the development of the next-generation rover’s navigation algorithm.” I looked the lab director straight in the eye, my tone leaving no room for negotiation. Dr. Wallace was clearly taken aback. He took off his glasses and studied me for a moment. “Evelyn, you’re the most brilliant navigation engineer I’ve ever met.

Caleb and I had been married for five years when his first love posted a wedding photo on social media. The caption read: "Day 9,999 with my favorite guy. Finally took our wedding photos! The candlelight dinner tonight was so sweet!" Our mutual friends flooded the comments with well-wishes for their eternal happiness. I stared at the screen, stunned by Caleb's affectionate expression in the photo. Without a word, I snapped a picture of our marriage certificate and posted it, tagging both

My husband pressured me into quitting my job to take care of his paralyzed mother. For three years, I was her shadow. I bathed her, fed her, and cleaned up her waste every single day for over a thousand days without a break. On the day she finally passed away, he claimed he had to work overtime and didn't even come home. Three months later, I caught him making out with another woman in his car. When I went home and demanded a divorce, he just leaned back on the sofa with his legs crossed. His

On the night my wife, Giselle, won the National Literary Award, she stood on stage with tears streaming down her face and thanked her first love. “Garrett is my eternal muse. Without him, the Giselle Bennett you see today would never exist.” Six years of marriage and selfless devotion turned into a cruel joke in that single second. Watching the two of them gaze tenderly at each other through the screen, I quietly switched off the television. I signed my name on the freshly printed divorce ag

1. On the day of our seventh wedding anniversary, my husband, Julian, gave me an orange kitten. I had just woken up from anesthesia. I called him and calmly asked for a divorce. The next day, his assistant, Sienna, showed up at my door. Her eyes were red and puffy. She was holding a basket of organic fruit from Whole Foods. "Nora, I am so sorry," she said, biting her lip, looking like she was about to burst into tears. "Julian said you just lost the baby... I thought a pet might help you

Chapter 1 After failing to win Bryce's heart ninety-nine times, I finally gave up. When he wanted to spend our fifth wedding anniversary on vacation with Kendra, I let him go. When he asked for a divorce to give Kendra the status of his lawful wife, I signed the papers without hesitation. Even when he wanted to take away the newborn daughter I had nearly died delivering and hand her over to Kendra, I simply nodded. Seeing how pale I was, Bryce knelt beside my hospital bed, his voice gentle

I found a dried-up used condom under the bed while cleaning. Lyra brushed it off casually, claiming it was left behind from the last time we were intimate. She even turned around and blamed me for being a terrible cleaner. When I asked for a divorce, she looked at me in utter disbelief. "You used it yourself! What kind of crazy fit are you throwing now? Stop being so paranoid all the time!" 1 I am a clean freak. Every single corner of our home is cleaned by me on a strict schedule. The last

1 When Ethan handed me the divorce papers for the nineteenth time, I finally agreed. His little darling was throwing a fit about wanting to be official, she couldn't wait any longer. And honestly? Neither could I. I was pregnant, and the kid wasn't his. ... After signing the papers, the first thing I did was snap a photo and text it to Ethan: [Signed. You want your assistant to come get them?] Twenty minutes ticked by. Ethan's text thread was as dead as a doornail. I was about to call a

1. After I was reborn, when Vince Costello’s personal assistant, Bella, once again slipped a dog collar around my neck as a joke while I was sleeping, I didn’t pull out my Glock and press it to her head like I did in my last life. And I didn’t smash half the crystal chandeliers in the Westchester estate and scream for a divorce when Vince defended her. I just sat up, unclasped the damned chain from my neck, and dropped it on the floor. "She's got some nerve," I said to Vince, my voice terrif

Chapter 1 On the night of my birthday, the college girl my husband was keeping sent me a photo. In the picture, she was lying topless in his arms. The flush on her face hadn't even faded yet. "He loves me. Why do you insist on holding on? " I looked at the photo and forwarded it to my husband without any expression. "Is this what you wanted? " "Fine. I'll make it happen for both of you. " He forgot that our engagement was something he had begged for, over and over again. Since he wants f

Chapter 1 In my past life, my parents' divorce was the ultimate crossroads. My sister, Savannah, didn't hesitate to choose our wealthy father. She thought she was securing her future as a socialite and the sole heir to a multi-million dollar empire. But Dad had been living a double life. His mistress gave birth to a boy, and Savannah was stripped of her status overnight. Under the stepmother's cruelty, she was eventually kicked out of the house to wander the streets like a stray dog. I chos

1 I was eighteen when I caught my sister, Sarah, lifting up Chase's shirt and touching his abs. His shirt was loose, allowing her to do whatever she wanted. I was twenty-two when Chase, pressured by his family, married me. But everyone knew that even after the wedding, he still couldn't let go of his intense love for my sister. Later, I filed for divorce. He was silent for a long time before signing the papers. "If you ever need anything, don't hesitate to ask," he said. At twenty-eight,