Divorce Novels

At the company retreat, my husband downed three glasses of whiskey in a row to shield his intern from drinking. Finally, he even swapped her cocktail for a glass of lemonade. As soon as the retreat ended, I asked him for a divorce. "Elara Sterling, what is wrong with you now?" he snapped. "Is this really just because I helped her with a few drinks?" I nodded slowly. "Yes. Exactly because you helped her with those drinks." 1 Gideon Caldwell sat in the driver's seat and lit a cigarette. H

1 The day I confirmed my daughter's biological mother was actually my husband's first love, I left the divorce papers and walked out. Before I left, I commented on the family photo he posted on Instagram. "Let's get a divorce. I'm making room for the three of you." A minute later, my husband called. "Lauren, even if Cindy isn't your daughter, can't you just keep raising her? How can you be so heartless!" I hung up with a cold laugh. Your family's drama has absolutely nothing to do with me.

Everyone knew that on the surface, I was Dominic Sterling's wife. In reality, I was more like his toy. He had no shame, leaving my mother's funeral to embrace his "sister" who showed up in a fiery red dress. I became the ultimate joke, the pity of the town. Eventually, I filed for divorce. Dominic didn't refuse. He told me that within three days, I'd be back on my knees begging for mercy. He said he might be generous enough to let me stay in the doghouse out back. But three days became three w

I married Merrick, the man I loved with all my heart. After three years of devotion, I thought even a heart of stone would melt. Yet when I lost our baby and was wheeled into surgery, he rushed off to save his abused first love. He told me we could always try for another child. Later, he insisted on taking her messy divorce case. When I begged him not to, he claimed she was too fragile for anyone else to handle. He told me it was just work and asked me to understand. He held me close and s

Everyone knew I was a doormat for my wife, Elara Sinclair. But tonight, right in front of her face, I kissed another woman. It happened at the annual corporate gala. During the game segment, my wife chose to forfeit and accept a dare. The penalty was to mouth-to-mouth feed an alcoholic drink to a member of the opposite sex. Without a second of hesitation, she chose her boy-toy assistant, Brooks Miller. A full minute passed before they finally pulled apart. A thin string of saliva even stret

Chapter 1 When Grant Sterling asked for a divorce for the hundredth time because of his little protégé, I didn't refuse. His hand trembled as he reached for his wedding ring. A cold sneer twisted his face. "What kind of game are you playing now?" "I'm warning you, Sienna. If you try to hurt her again, I won't be so forgiving." I calmly signed the divorce papers and looked him in the eye. "Relax. I've simply stopped caring about you." When I said those words and pushed the paper back, the

Chapter 1 From matching school uniforms to a white wedding dress, Alistair Reed and I had spent ten years together. On our seventh wedding anniversary, he gifted me a set of trendy couple hoodies. When I walked out of the clinic with a medical report confirming my pregnancy loss, I calmly sent him the divorce papers. My phone rang almost immediately. It was his company secretary on the line. "Sob, Avery, please don't be mad at Alistair. It was all my fault. I took the liberty of sending th

1 I handed in the divorce papers the day Jenny came back to base. Last time around, she'd died and left a will asking to be buried with the man she loved but could never be with �C her commanding officer. The newspapers had romanticized their tragic love story as a testament to free love. Even my son, the one I'd raised, told me to step aside. All so they could be together in death, since they couldn't be in life. So this time, when Jenny asked to adopt a child, I said no without a second

Lauren Bennett and I were bitter enemies, yet we were legally husband and wife. She resented me for ruining any chance she had with her first love. I hated her for tossing a separation agreement into my face on our wedding night. For seven years, we both wished the other would just drop dead. On the day we finally decided to sign the divorce papers, the private jet we were on malfunctioned and began to crash. Yet, she buckled the only parachute onto my waist. “Lucas Crawford, if you die, h

After losing my baby, I fulfilled our contract and asked Emmett for a divorce. I had failed to give him a child, breaking my end of the deal. But he fell to his knees in front of me, begging in a hoarse voice. "I stopped caring about that contract a long time ago. Why are you taking it so seriously?" It wasn't until Emmett got drunk and spilled the truth that I realized he just wanted to get rid of me. He was the one who slipped those pills into my drink to end my pregnancy. Later, I erase

I went from a miracle healer to a discarded wife... and it only took three years. My husband, Luke, still looked at me with the same eyes as before. But in that gentle gaze, there was now someone else. Lydia. She was the scholarship student he had been sponsoring. He said she had a gritty spirit, just like I used to. My son, Leo, said Lydia was the prettiest and wished she was his mom. I just smiled and said nothing. At a gala, a business partner sighed with envy. "Mr. and Mrs. Miller, yo

1 The nineteenth time my husband abandoned me for his childhood sweetheart, the system issued my final punishment. It erased every ounce of love I had for him. Silas thought I was just acting. To force me to apologize, he brought Ria in front of me and kissed her deeply. He posted sweet photos on his feed that only I could see. When I stayed silent, he threw the divorce papers at my feet. He was certain I would cave. But he didn't know that I simply didn't love him anymore. When I finally

1. The divorce papers lay flat on the cold granite countertop, flanked by two one-way plane tickets. One ticket was for Youngstown, Ohio. It meant staying in that rusting trailer park with Mick. The other was for Greenwich, Connecticut. It meant flying to my mother Diane’s new mansion. In my past life, Emma cried until her lungs burned. She wore Mom down and got taken to the East Coast. I stayed behind. Someone had to be the sacrifice, and I was always the one who drew the short straw. Bac

My husband of six years treated me like a piece of meaningless furniture. He treated our daughter even worse, like a mistake he wished he could erase. It wasn't until she was almost old enough for school that he finally bothered to give her a name. But on the day his first love got a divorce, the man who was always so cold and stoic began to cry. He smiled through his tears as he stroked our daughter's cheek, whispering her name over and over. "Summer... Summer..." "You finally know how much

Chapter 1 The day I was diagnosed with terminal stomach cancer was the same day my husband's first love returned to the country. He rushed home in a frenzy, only to throw a divorce agreement on the table. "It's been three years, June. It's time for you to give up your seat as Mrs. Harrison." I tried to show him my medical records. He only sneered at me with pure disdain. "Such a pathetic trick. Do you really think I'm that gullible?" …… It was our third wedding anniversary. I sat alone at

It was my son's sixth birthday, and I ordered his favorite takeout as a special treat. The delivery was sent to my husband's secretary's apartment by mistake, and that's how I found his secret. Nine years of a sweet marriage turned out to be nothing but a one-woman show. I handed him the divorce papers without a second thought. He sneered at me. "All this over a takeout order?" Yes. If one delivery is enough to see a man for who he really is, it's more than enough. 1. After hanging up wit

My mother-in-law demanded a million dollars from me to officially sever her relationship with her son. My heart ached for my husband, Silas, as I watched him scrape every penny together to pay her off. But the moment the money was transferred, he handed me a stack of divorce papers. He claimed he felt too much guilt for everything I had done for him and couldn't bear to look at me anymore. With a hollow heart, I signed. Before the ink was even dry, he was back in his mother's arms, rushing

On my father-in-law's birthday, Janelle's father and her brother stormed onto my film set. They were screaming because I hadn't sent an expensive enough gift. They didn't care that cameras were rolling. They insulted me and shoved me in front of the entire crew. I called Janelle dozens of times. I begged her to talk some sense into them and get them to leave. Every single call went straight to voicemail. Later that night, I saw a post from her junior at work, Hudson Hayes. It was a screensho

1. Declan Vance has worked in Chicago for eight years. Every time he drives back to our home in Naperville from downtown, I have dinner ready and waiting. Even though I know he always stops to see his "first love"―Sienna Miller―before coming home to me. Every time he visits her, he promises me some kind of compensation. It became a routine. A transaction. Until last month, when he gave the company’s only transfer slot for the Chicago headquarters to Sienna. I didn’t scream. I didn’t cry.

1. The year Caleb turned seven, I asked Ryan for a divorce. The trigger was just a few brownish-yellow crumbs I found in the crevices of his passenger seat. Before I could even ask what they were, Caleb―my own son―was already looking at me frantically in the rearview mirror, rushing to explain for his father. "Mom, I'm sorry... I made a mess. It was my protein bar..." Ryan glanced in the mirror, his tone casual. "You hear that, Emily? Relax. It's not a big deal." But I couldn't relax. My