Divorce Novels

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

On our sixth trip to City Hall, Roxanne and I still walked away without a marriage certificate. Over the three years following our divorce, this was our sixth attempt to remarry. Every single time on the day we picked, she always had an emergency and left. I watched our names flash on the screen and tried to hold her back. "It is almost our turn. It will only take a couple of minutes." "Is your thing really that urgent? You do not even have time to sign the papers?" Roxanne looked at me wi

1 During those eight terrifying seconds when the plane went into a sudden freefall, my vision went completely black. My first and only thought was how devastated Valerie would be if I never walked out of the terminal. Yet, after surviving that brush with death and landing safely, my relief was shattered. The moment I opened my phone, I saw her new social media post featuring a hiking selfie with her childhood best friend, Chase. Her caption read: "Hope I can still be this wild with you when

The day before our wedding, I received a USB drive labeled "Sweet Memories." I thought it was a surprise from my wife-to-be. When I plugged it into my laptop, I found a compilation of a hundred different moments of her kissing a man named Casper Sterling. I watched the two of them looking completely inseparable on the screen. Then, I calmly told Selene Thorne that I wanted a divorce. A moment later, her little boyfriend called me, his voice trembling with feigned guilt. "Elias, I'm so sorry.

The day Paige Prescott tried to force me to sign the divorce papers, a Death-Seeking System bound itself to my mind. The system barked an order into my head: "Slap her across the face and tell her to get the hell out." I stood there, trembling in terror. Paige was ruthless and cold-blooded. If I dared stand in the way of her reunion with her first love, she would tear me apart until there was nothing left of me. Then the system threatened me: "If you do not start courting death right now, yo

1. The day I left the postpartum recovery center, Julian Vance came to pick me up. He brought my favorite red velvet cupcakes. And a divorce agreement drafted by his lawyer. There was no guilt on his face. "Audrey is coming back from overseas, so..." I glanced at the agreement: the company goes to the husband, and all other assets go to the wife and child. Perfect. Exactly what I wanted. But I still frowned, pretending to be upset. "Julian, we built this company from the ground up togethe

1 I met a pregnant woman at the hospital. During small talk, she mentioned her husband, David Wilson, a prominent CEO. Coincidentally, my husband is also named David Wilson, and he's a CEO too. Later, I asked David for a divorce. But then it hit me �C we were never legally married. It turned out I was the other woman all along. ...... "My husband's David Wilson, he's a big-shot CEO. He's crazy about me. When we got married, he bought me a whole private island!" The beautiful woman across from

After the divorce, the company I built with my own two hands was snatched away by my ex-husband. Everyone in our circle whispered that I got exactly what I deserved. After all, I was the one who cuckolded him with his biggest rival. The world waited with bated breath, eager to see how Gage Sterling would exact his revenge on me. But on the day of my funeral, a series of vlogs I recorded while I was alive was leaked. Gage completely lost his mind. In front of the camera, he sobbed until he co

1. "I want a divorce." I said it across the dining table of our Manhattan penthouse, to the man I'd been in a contract marriage with for the past year. He just glanced up at me before setting down his black coffee. "Alright," he said, his voice as calm as if he were discussing a corporate merger. "I'll have my legal team draft the asset division documents. We'll sign after the one-month cooling-off period." Clean. Efficient. But that night, as I was killing time scrolling through Reddit, I

The day before our wedding, I received my husband's wedding photos―with another woman. I looked at the two of them in the picture and calmly asked Silas for a divorce. His little assistant called me, sobbing, begging me not to be angry. "Rowan, it's all my fault. I sent them to the wrong address. Please don't fight with Silas because of me." Through the phone, I heard Silas comforting her in a gentle voice. "It's fine. She won't get mad. She can't live without me." I hung up the phone, left

Chapter 1 Corbin's executive assistant was having another one of her depressive episodes. He slid the divorce agreement across the mahogany desk toward me. "It's just a formality, Lauren. Once she stabilizes emotionally, we'll remarry immediately." I flipped through the pages, paused, and looked up into his eyes. "I leave with nothing? No spousal support, no assets?" An impatient crease formed between his eyebrows. "It's just a fake divorce! Do you really have to be so petty and nickel-an

On the eve of our wedding, my fiancée sent me a luxury watch. I looked at my prosthetic arm and decided to call it quits right then and there. Her star athlete called me soon after, sounding fake-apologetic. "Mr. Miller, I'm so sorry. I messed up the measurements for the watch. Please don't blame Lydia." I could hear Lydia's impatient voice in the background. "Ignore him. I'm the one who bought it. He wouldn't dare refuse it." I let out a cold laugh. I left the divorce papers on the table

Chapter 1 The day before our wedding, the million-dollar custom gown finally arrived. I stroked my slightly rounded belly, feeling the tiny heartbeat within, and handed Landon the divorce papers. His secretary, Macy, called me, her voice trembling with crocodile tears as she explained, "I'm so sorry, Avery. I didn't realize you hated this style. Please don't take it out on Landon." Landon's voice came through the line, soft and comforting toward her, but icy when he spoke to me. "Don't do so

For the company's retreat, I had a custom suit made. It was designed to perfectly complement the dress my wife, Autumn Rivers, was wearing. But on the day of the retreat, Autumn showed up in a matching couple's outfit with her old flame. A friend joked nearby. "Your wife must be in love again." I lowered my eyes and gave a faint smile. Inside, however, I felt completely cold. Autumn noticed my gaze on the two of them. Instead of feeling guilty, she snapped at me to be more open-minded. I no

1 On our third anniversary, the gift I prepared for my husband was a divorce agreement. I looked at the empty seat across the table and called my lawyer. "Mr. Davis, are the divorce papers ready?" I sat alone at the dining table. The flickering candlelight reflected on my cheeks, masking my true emotions. "They are ready, ma'am. I just sent them to you via a courier." Mr. Davis paused, his voice filled with hesitation. "Today is your third wedding anniversary. Are you sure you want to bring

For the sake of my family's honor, I married the widowed Duke Silas Thorne as his second wife. I served his elderly parents with every ounce of my soul. For seven years, I cared for my husband with unwavering devotion. I raised the son of his late wife as if he were my own flesh and blood. Only now did I learn the truth. My own child died at the hands of his biological father. That day, I stared blankly at the medicinal tonic in my hand before accidentally knocking it over. Silas's voice w

1 The day I went into labor, my husband abandoned me to celebrate his first love's birthday. My water broke in the middle of the night, and I called him over and over, desperate for help. He didn't pick up until dawn. "Aria is still sleeping. Stop being so dramatic and making a scene, okay?" I touched my empty stomach and replied calmly, "Come and sign the divorce papers. No one will ever make a scene for you again." ...... I suffered a severe hemorrhage during delivery. The hospital issu

1 The mission was over. Cade, the man who used to shower me with nothing but love, suddenly turned ice cold. He stopped coming home. He started picking fights over the tiniest things. One night, while looking for him, I overheard him talking to his friends. "I only married her because the System forced me to," he sneered. "My heart only belongs to Mila." Later, I left the divorce papers and vanished from his life. That was when he finally lost his mind. ... Every word from that room s

After a seven-year marathon of love, I thought Quinn and I would be happy forever. But in the second year of our marriage, Quinn suddenly suggested an open relationship. I was devastated and refused. She just looked at me with a cold, blank face. "I feel nothing when I touch your body anymore," she said. "We're too familiar. I need some excitement." "My heart will always be yours. If you can't accept this, then let's just get a divorce." That very night, she brought home a young, pretty boy