I've Longed for Divorce

I've Longed for Divorce

Aria Woods · Ongoing · 75.2k Words

603
Hot
627
Views
3
Added
Add to Shelf
Start Reading
Share:facebooktwitterpinterestwhatsappreddit

Introduction

After years of marriage, my husband has always believed that our one-night stand was a trap I set for him.
There’s another woman in his heart.
What I never expected was that even my own son would turn his back on me.

Chapter 1

On her son's birthday, Isabella Tudor saw her husband James Sinclair spending the day celebrating their son's birthday with his lover while scrolling through INS.

The woman had long, soft waves and the kind of gentle beauty people instantly trusted. Jasper stood between them, smiling so brightly he looked like he belonged right there.

The three of them looked like a perfect family.

And the comments were already exploding.

[Oh my God, this family is adorable! Happy birthday, Jasper!]

[Mr. Sinclair finally made it official! I knew Charlotte was Jasper's mom!]

[Obviously! James and Charlotte grew up together. If she's not the mom, then who is?]

Isabella kept scrolling, her fingertips turning cold.

She typed something, deleted it, typed again, deleted again.

In the end, she posted nothing.

Because no one knew that she was actually James's wife and Jasper's mother.

Six years ago, James agreed to marry her. He publicly acknowledged Jasper's identity.

But he never acknowledged hers.

He didn't let her attend company events. He didn't bring her to social gatherings. He let the world believe she didn't exist, as if she were a stain on his otherwise immaculate life.

Charlotte was different, of course.

Charlotte Johnson and the Sinclair Family went back generations. She and James grew up together and had once shared the kind of love people liked to romanticize. The media photographed them more times than Isabella could count, and James never bothered to correct a single rumor.

Isabella threw her phone on the sofa, got up and walked to the kitchen, then reheated the dinner she had prepared long before.

By eight o'clock, James came home with Jasper.

Isabella wiped her hands and hurried to the entryway.

"Jasper," she said, kneeling and opening her arms. "Come here, sweetheart. Let me hug you."

Jasper, backpack still on, glanced at her with a cool, distant expression. He didn't move toward her. He simply walked past her and started unpacking his things on his own.

"I made your favorite beef stew…" Isabella stepped forward, reaching out to help with his bag.

Jasper shifted just out of her reach. "I already ate at Ms. Johnson's."

Her hand froze in midair.

She stood slowly, her throat tightening as she watched him walk away.

"Did you have fun today?" She asked, keeping her voice soft as she followed him toward the living room.

Jasper tossed his backpack onto the couch, curled up in his usual corner, and pulled out his phone. "Yeah. Ms. Johnson went on the carousel with me and bought me strawberry ice cream. Way more fun than being with Mom."

He said it with a bright, carefree grin she had never seen directed at her.

"Hey, Dad," Jasper added, turning excitedly toward James. "Next time, can we ask Ms. Johnson to go to the water park with us? She said she's really good at swimming!"

James grabbed a cold bottle of water from the fridge. "We'll see if she has time."

"Yes!" Jasper bounced twice on the couch, thrilled. "I'll call her tomorrow!"

Isabella stood beside him for a moment, watching his joy, feeling her chest cave in around itself. She couldn't find any words.

In the kitchen, she dumped the stew—hours of work—into the trash.

While washing the pot, she heard Jasper's voice drifting from the living room. "Dad, why did Mom come home so early?"

A pause. Then James's low voice. "What, you didn't want her to?"

Jasper sighed. "No. When Mom's here, Ms. Johnson won't come over. Ms. Johnson is so pretty and knows so much stuff. Mom just cooks and cleans and… that's it."

The ache in Isabella's chest grew so sharp she had to brace herself against the counter. She turned the faucet on full blast, drowning out their voices.

Her hands—once steady and confident—looked rougher than she remembered. Her eyes stung.

Six years ago, people in her field called her a prodigy. She had won international awards. Her graduation project was displayed in a museum. Top design firms courted her nonstop.

Then she met James. The man who changed everything.

They'd met at a charity gala. Among all the tailored tuxedos and polished socialites, James stood in the corner wearing a crisp white shirt, no tie, no jacket. His hair fell slightly over his forehead, shadowing the depth in his eyes. He looked like a lonely prince who didn't quite belong anywhere.

She fell for him instantly.

Later, at a Sinclair family event, she accompanied her mentor. James was different then—confident, magnetic, every bit the heir to The Sinclair Group.

They both drank too much that night. She didn't remember how she ended up in his room.

Two months later, she realized she was pregnant.

James's mother had been furious. She forced James to marry her. The Sinclairs, one of the most prominent families in the country, could not afford that kind of scandal.

James eventually agreed, but right before signing, he told her, "I'll never see you as my wife."

She believed naively that having the baby would change things.

She'd been wrong.

After Jasper was born, James took the infant away from her and hired a full team of professionals to care for him. He refused to let her handle anything. Even the nursery she designed—an entire labor of love—was torn down and rebuilt from scratch.

Eventually, she gave in.

She thought, at least she was still in the house. At least she could still see her son every day.

So she quit her job. She walked away from the brilliance she once had. She learned to cook, to clean, to be quiet. She tried to be the gentle wife and mother she thought he wanted.

But Jasper only drifted further away.

After finishing the dishes, Isabella climbed the stairs and hesitated outside the study door before knocking.

James sat at his desk, looking up only briefly when she entered.

"You took Jasper to the amusement park today," she said softly.

"Yeah."

"Why didn't you tell me?"

He said nothing, flipping another page.

Isabella's hands curled into fists. "He's my son. Today is his birthday. You didn't even ask if I wanted to come—"

"Your son?" James cut in, his voice cool and superior. "Isabella, from the moment you crawled into my bed, you lost the right to call yourself his mother."

"I didn't crawl into your bed!" She clenched her jaw, heat rising in her face.

For six years, she'd tried to explain the truth, he refused to believe her.

"You know exactly what you did," James said coldly. "I'm not interested in hearing your lies."

Isabella opened her mouth, suddenly feeling that all explanations were feeble and meaningless.

Last Chapters

You Might Like 😍

The mafia princess return

The mafia princess return

921.4k Views · Completed · Tonje Unosen
Talia have been living with her mother, stepsister and Stepfather for years. One day she finally get away from them. Suddenly she learn she have more family out there and she have many people that actually love her, something she have never felt before! At least not as she can remember. She have to learn to trust others, get her new brothers to accept her for who she is!
King of the Underworld

King of the Underworld

114.1k Views · Completed · RJ Kane
In my life as a waitress, I, Sephie - an ordinary person - endured the icy glares and insults of customers while trying to earn a living. I believed that this would be my fate forever.

However, one fateful day, the King of the Underworld appeared before me and rescued me from the clutches of the most powerful Mafia boss's son. With his deep blue eyes fixed on mine, he spoke softly: "Sephie... short for Persephone... Queen of the Underworld. At last, I have found you." Confused by his words, I stammered out a question, “P..pardon? What does that mean?”

But he simply smiled at me and brushed my hair away from my face with gentle fingers: "You are safe now.”


Sephie, named for the Queen of the Underworld, Persephone, she's quickly finding out how she's destined to fulfill her namesake's role. Adrik is the King of the Underworld, the boss of all bosses in the city he runs.

She was a seemingly normal girl, with a normal job until it all changed one night when he walked through the front door and her life changed abruptly. Now, she finds herself on the wrong side of powerful men, but under the protection of the most powerful among them.
Offside With You

Offside With You

2.3k Views · Ongoing · Eanie Ruth
For eighteen years, Aveline Carter has lived in the shadows, forgotten by a mother who only seems to see her identical twin brother, Asher Carter, whose heart disease demands constant care. She resents him until the night she finds him lying unconscious on his bedroom floor.
At the hospital, Asher falls into a coma. His scans reveal bruises, internal bleeding and signs of prolonged physical abuse. Broken and furious, Aveline vows to expose the cruelty hidden behind the prestige of Crestwood Academy.
Cutting off her hair and disguising herself as her brother, Aveline infiltrates Crestwood Academy and fights her way onto the hockey team determined to unmask those responsible. Revenge should have been simple until she meets Kieran Hampton, the team’s arrogant and sharp-eyed star player. From their first clash, tension ignites. Aveline is certain he’s guilty and has no problem making his life miserable, but their undeniable chemistry only draws them closer with every confrontation.

While Aveline focuses on the wrong target, the real threat stands closer.

Cassian Thorne seems strange at first, his interest in her uncomfortably personal yet he gradually becomes her friend. Meanwhile, Kieran despite believing Aveline is male finds himself drawn to “him” in ways he can’t understand. When he uncovers her true identity, he chooses to protect her at all costs even as she refuses to trust him.
Revenge turns to grief when Asher dies, leaving Aveline drowning in guilt for falling for her brother’s supposed tormentor. Questions remain unanswered, and the truth is far darker than she imagined because Asher Carter was never just a victim. The bullying wasn’t just random.
As secrets unravel and loyalties shatter, Aveline must face one devastating question: what happens when the brother you were ready to destroy the world for isn’t who you thought he was?
Protectors Of Her Warrior's Heart

Protectors Of Her Warrior's Heart

1.8k Views · Completed · arianniahrain
Tali had spent her entire life in hell.

Rescued by men who call themselves Protectors—warriors from another realm who embody the legends of angels and vampires—she is thrust into a world she never knew existed. For the first time, she experiences freedom, safety, and the possibility of a future.

But freedom comes with a price.

Tali is forced to face the father she believed abandoned her and a powerful council determined to use her for their own ends. Stranger still are the abilities awakening within her—powers no one understands, yet everyone seems desperate to control.

As she learns to trust, she chooses the mates destined to stand beside her. In their arms she finds love, devotion, and a family worth fighting for. But not everyone wants their bond to survive.

When the council betrays the Protectors and attempts to steal her newborn son, it ignites a war that will shake every realm.

Now Tali stands at the center of a conflict far greater than herself. The answers to ancient mysteries, the fate of her child, and the future of countless worlds all rest on her shoulders.

Surrounded by mates who love her fiercely and refuse to leave her side, Tali will battle enemies old and new, forge powerful alliances, and discover just how strong she truly is.

Because this war won't be won for her.

It will be won with her.

And together, they will fight for their future, their family, and a love worth crossing realms to protect.
Mated to Her Alpha Instructor

Mated to Her Alpha Instructor

150.4k Views · Completed · Marina Ellington
I'm Eileen, an outcast at the shifter academy, all because I don't have a wolf. My only saving grace is a knack for healing that got me into the Healer's Division. Then one night in the forbidden woods, I found a stranger on the brink of death. One touch, and something primal snapped between us. That night tied me to him in a way I can't undo.
Weeks later, our new Alpha combat instructor walks in. Regis. The guy from the woods. His eyes lock on mine, and I know he recognizes me. Then the secret I've been hiding hits me like a punch: I'm pregnant.
He has an offer that binds us tighter than ever. Protection… or a cage? Whispers turn ugly, darkness closes in. Why am I the one without a wolf? Is he my salvation… or will he drag me to ruin?
Rebirth Of The HighSchool Villain

Rebirth Of The HighSchool Villain

2.1k Views · Completed · Trust AW
Aurora Whitmore was the villain of Malcolm & Whitmore High. She was obsessed with her childhood love, Adrian Malcolm.
When he chose Jane Sinclair over her, Aurora lost control and on graduation night, she died after drinking a poisoned wine, not knowing who poisoned her. With her last breath, she wished for a second chance and woke up one year before her death.
This time, Aurora refuses to be the villain. She breaks off her engagement, stops chasing Adrian, and walks away with her pride intact. But the more she ignores him, the more Adrian wants her back.
And when his cold, mysterious half-brother Marcel, the one who was supposed to die, returns and begins to fall for Aurora after she saves him. Now the brothers are at war.
One wants the girl who stopped loving him. The other wants the girl who saved him. But Aurora isn’t chasing anyone anymore. She’s rewriting her fate.
Will Aurora be able to change her fate? Will she return back to Adrian or choose Marcel? Or will fate turn her into the villain again? There is only one way to find out.
Take note, that names, characters, location are all fictional.
My Life As A Werewolf

My Life As A Werewolf

2.3k Views · Ongoing · Lilian StClaire
Jolene "Jo" is a cynical, ambitious small-town paralegal whose paranormal vlogging career is going nowhere. Desperate for a viral hit, her life explodes when she wakes up naked, sticky, and newly turned in a concrete room full of terrified strangers. The news? She’s a werewolf, a new responsibility for the impossibly handsome, enigmatic, and utterly ill-tempered Alpha Lexington.

Lexington makes it crystal clear: most new turnlings die before the second full moon, and if she survives, she belongs to his pack. But to Jo, this isn't a terrifying curse—it's the content gold she's been waiting for. She starts documenting her bizarre, terrifying, and surprisingly entertaining supernatural life, determined to make her 'My First Shift' vlog the biggest sensation on VidHub.

Her antics quickly draw the ire of the most powerful being on the continent: Merrick, the lethal and uncompromising Lycan King. He sees her rogue vlogging as a threat to his world’s secrecy, and tasks Lexington with the impossible: bring the feisty new wolf to heel or face the King’s wrath.

Unbeknownst to Jo (and the King himself), Merrick recognizes her as his fated mate—a destiny he has vowed never to accept. As Jo's bright, defiant personality starts to chip away at the sullen, dangerous existence of his pack, the King finds himself helplessly watching her channel, falling a little more in love with the chaotic wolf he's supposed to silence forever.

Jolene's journey is a battle for survival, not just against her shifting body and dangerous Alpha, but against a destiny written by a Lycan King who loves her too much to ever claim her.
After One Night with the Alpha

After One Night with the Alpha

431.4k Views · Completed · Sansa
One Night. One Mistake. One Lifetime of Consequences.

I thought I was waiting for love. Instead, I got fucked by a beast.

My world was supposed to bloom at the Moonshade Bay Full Moon Festival—champagne buzzing in my veins, a hotel room booked for Jason and me to finally cross that line after two years. I’d slipped into lacy lingerie, left the door unlocked, and lay on the bed, heart pounding with nervous excitement.

But the man who climbed into my bed wasn’t Jason.

In the pitch-black room, drowned in a heady, spicy scent that made my head spin, I felt hands—urgent, scorching—searing my skin. His thick, pulsing cock pressed against my dripping cunt, and before I could gasp, he thrust hard, tearing through my innocence with ruthless force. Pain burned, my walls clenching as I clawed at his iron shoulders, stifling sobs. Wet, slick sounds echoed with every brutal stroke, his body unrelenting until he shuddered, spilling hot and deep inside me.

"That was amazing, Jason," I managed to say.

"Who the fuck is Jason?"

My blood turned to ice. Light slashed across his face—Brad Rayne, Alpha of Moonshade Pack, a werewolf, not my boyfriend. Horror choked me as I realized what I’d done.

I ran away for my life!

But weeks later, I woke up pregnant with his heir!

They say my heterochromatic eyes mark me as a rare true mate. But I’m no wolf. I’m just Elle, a nobody from the human district, now trapped in Brad's world.

Brad’s cold gaze pins me: “You carry my blood. You’re mine.”

There is no other choice for me but to chose this cage. My body also betrays me, craving the beast who ruined me.

WARNING: Mature Readers Only
Pawn of the Starless God

Pawn of the Starless God

1.5k Views · Ongoing · Dee Fietz
I was supposed to die alone in an alley.

Instead, a god found me.

One moment, I was bleeding beneath the neon glow of the city, my life slipping through my fingers. The next, a glowing blue screen appeared before my eyes, offering me a choice that was never really a choice at all.

Accept the Summoner’s Mark. Or die.

Now I belong to the Death Game — a brutal cosmic system where ordinary people are turned into Players, thrown into impossible missions, and forced to survive horrors designed for the amusement of gods.

Every trial has rules.
Every monster has a weakness.
Every victory comes with a reward.

And every reward makes me less human.

My name is Nerissa Valehart, and I refuse to be anyone’s pawn.

But surviving the Game means trusting the one man everyone warns me to fear.

Veyren Ashford is ruthless, powerful, and dangerously beautiful — a veteran Player with blood on his hands and secrets in his soul. He says attachment will get me killed. He says love is a weakness the Game always punishes.

Yet when death comes for me, Veyren is the one standing between us.

In a world where gods gamble with mortal lives, monsters hunt from the shadows, and desire may be the deadliest weakness of all, I have only one goal:

Survive long enough to cross the board.

And make the Starless God regret choosing me..............
Game of Destiny

Game of Destiny

1.2m Views · Completed · Dripping Creativity
Amie's wolf hasn't shown herself. But who cares? She has a good pack, best friends and a family who loves her. Everyone, including the Alpha, is telling her she is perfect just the way she is. That is until she finds her mate and he rejects her. Heartbroken Amie flees from everything and start over. No more werewolves, no more packs.

When Finlay finds her, she is living among humans. He is smitten by the stubborn wolf that refuse to acknowledge his existence. She may not be his mate, but he wants her to be a part of his pack, latent wolf or not.

Amie cant resist the Alpha that comes into her life and drags her back into pack life. Not only does she find herself happier than she has been in a long time, her wolf finally comes to her. Finlay isn't her mate, but he becomes her best friend. Together with the other top wolves in the pack, they work to create the best and strongest pack.

When it's time for the pack games, the event that decides the packs rank for the coming ten year, Amie needs to face her old pack. When she sees the man that rejected her for the first time in ten years, everything she thought she knew is turned around. Amie and Finlay need to adapt to the new reality and find a way forward for their pack. But will the curve ball split them apart?
Falling for my boyfriend's Navy brother

Falling for my boyfriend's Navy brother

2.8m Views · Ongoing · Harper Rivers
Falling for my boyfriend's Navy brother.

"What is wrong with me?

Why does being near him make my skin feel too tight, like I’m wearing a sweater two sizes too small?

It’s just newness, I tell myself firmly.

He’s my boyfirend’s brother.

This is Tyler’s family.

I’m not going to let one cold stare undo that.

**

As a ballet dancer, My life looks perfect—scholarship, starring role, sweet boyfriend Tyler. Until Tyler shows his true colors and his older brother, Asher, comes home.

Asher is a Navy veteran with battle scars and zero patience. He calls me "princess" like it's an insult. I can't stand him.

When My ankle injury forces her to recover at the family lake house, I‘m stuck with both brothers. What starts as mutual hatred slowly turns into something forbidden.

I'm falling for my boyfriend's brother.

**

I hate girls like her.

Entitled.

Delicate.

And still—

Still.

The image of her standing in the doorway, clutching her cardigan tighter around her narrow shoulders, trying to smile through the awkwardness, won’t leave me.

Neither does the memory of Tyler. Leaving her here without a second thought.

I shouldn’t care.

I don’t care.

It’s not my problem if Tyler’s an idiot.

It’s not my business if some spoiled little princess has to walk home in the dark.

I’m not here to rescue anyone.

Especially not her.

Especially not someone like her.

She’s not my problem.

And I’ll make damn sure she never becomes one.

But when my eyes fell on her lips, I wanted her to be mine.
A pack of their own

A pack of their own

2.1m Views · Completed · dragonsbain22
Being the middle Child ignored and neglected, rejected by family and injured, She receives her wolf early and realizes she is a new type of hybrid but doesn't know how to control her power, she leaves her pack with her best friend and grandmother to go to her grandfather's clan to learn what she is and how to handle her power and then with her fated mate, her best friend and her fated mate little brother and grandmother start their own pack.