Divorce Movie Collection

Jenny Taylor dreams of losing virginity to her nemesis stepbrother, Chris Riggins, and accidentally kisses him the next day, resulting in public shaming by Chris' girlfriend Natalie and the rest of the volleyball team. However, Chris suddenly becomes caring and considerate, defending Jenny every step of the way. Could this actually be the start of a taboo relationship?

Vera and her husband Lucas once survived a life-or-death fire together. Yet years later, in their contractual marriage, Lucas—plagued by selective amnesia—failed to recognize that his wife was the "white moonlight" he’d never forgotten. Instead, he treated her with cold indifference and even pressed her for a divorce. Vera tried to reveal her true identity to Lucas, only to be sabotaged by her romantic rival. She narrowly escaped death in a car crash, but was rescued just in time by Victor, a powerful mafia boss—who soon realized Vera was his long-lost biological sister. Overnight, Vera—still suffering from memory loss—transformed into a globally dazzling mafia heiress. Meanwhile, Lucas, who’d seemed cold and heartless on the surface, began to act with "tsundere" reluctance: he couldn’t help but go to great lengths to win her back, embarking on an arduous, bittersweet journey to chase his wife. The two navigated countless predicaments—from a wealthy tycoon vying for Vera’s affection, to a two-faced rival scheming against her, and even a seemingly kind man setting traps for them—before finally clearing up their misunderstandings and committing to each other. Just as they found their way back to one another, however, the haunting doubt of "unexpectedly becoming a father" (to a child he didn’t initially recognize as his own) came crashing back…

When Olivia signs up for a life-saving surgery that will erase every memory - including the man who broke her heart - she's finally ready to walk away from her painful marriage. But with 14 days left on the clock, her cold, distant husband realizes too late what he's about to lose.

In Too Late for Love: 15 Days After Miscarriage movie, Iris and Benjamin were once the ultimate power couple—total relationship goals for everyone, and loaded to boot. They went from college sweethearts straight to tying the knot, and he even gave her a kidney to save her life, swearing he’d love her forever. But by their third year of marriage? Benjamin was hooking up with his mistress out in the open, no shame at all. Crushed and done with his nonsense, Iris set a "15-day countdown" and quietly planned her divorce and escape. But his pathetic lies and the mistress’s bold-faced disrespect pushed her over the edge—she lost the baby. Completely broken, she finally took off, all by herself. Benjamin had no clue how much he’d hurt her until she was gone. That’s when his brutal "redemption tour" started—you know, when someone messes up bad and then begs for forgiveness, but it’s already too late. He offered a reward worldwide to find her, but Iris outsmarted him at every turn. His career and reputation? Gone in a flash. Even after he dumped the mistress, got on his knees to beg for mercy, and took a knife for Iris (ending up seriously hurt), he couldn’t melt her cold heart. In the end, he just had to watch—lonely and full of regret—as she built a new, happy life. And that’s when he finally got it: "Belated love ain’t worth squat"—affection that shows up too late? It’s totally useless.

The day before our wedding, my fiancé, Alexander Carter, died in a horrific car accident. Everyone thought I would collapse, that I would lose my mind with grief. But I didn’t. I neither cried nor made a scene. Five years later, in a top-tier luxury hotel in Manhattan, that man “came back from the dead.” He was openly fucking my stepsister, Marjorie. Shirtless and brazen, he pinned her against a chaise longue in the middle of an open party, forcing her legs apart and driving into her without restraint. Her shrill moans cut through the room. A heap of used condoms on the floor made it clear they’d been at it for a long time. When he noticed me standing alone, he didn’t stop. He thrust harder, drawing even louder cries from her, then looked at me with a smug smile. “So you’re my fiancée?” he said arrogantly. “You waited five years for me?” He sneered. “How desperate can you be? That kind of obsession is creepy. Still, since you love me so much, I’ll be generous. I can keep you as my mistress. But the title of Mrs. Carter belongs to Marjorie. Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays are hers. Tuesdays, Thursdays, and Saturdays, I’ll come to you. Be grateful.” I smiled. “You’ve mistaken me for someone else.” What Alexander didn’t know was that the night of his car accident, I received a video. What he didn’t know was that while he and Marjorie spent five carefree years in Europe, I had already married—and had a four-year-old daughter. And my husband was his uncle, the true power behind the Carter family.

My husband said I was too conservative. He said he felt no physical desire for me. The very next day, he sent me to a Perfect Wife Training Program. He said I needed to “free my nature” and learn how to serve a man. I was stripped naked and put on display. “A wife who doesn’t know how to please her husband?” “Your husband paid a fortune to send you here. We’ll make sure he gets his money’s worth.” On the day they announced my “final inspection,” my husband watched as I performed for different men. He completely lost control. I licked the scars on my own body and smiled sweetly. “Honey, thanks to your careful guidance, I’ve finally become a qualified wife.” “The men I served were in heaven.” “Do you like me now?” He pulled me into his arms and broke down, sobbing.

Lyra married the most feared commander on Alpharis. Her only plan? Escape. She never wanted this arranged marriage. But the ruthless war hero everyone fears turns soft the moment she's near, whispering, "Babe, are you leaving me again?" In public, he's ruthless. In private, he's all puppy eyes and desperate pleas. Every word, every touch is designed to keep her close. This man would burn the galaxy down before he ever signs those papers.

On her 18th birthday, Emily Hunter wakes up in a luxury suite beside Victor Young, Philadelphia’s most sought-after bachelor. After their reckless night together, she discovers she is pregnant. Victor and her wealthy father shower her with luxury, making her the most pampered expectant mother in Beverly Hills. But the perfect life is a cruel lie. An anonymous video reveals the truth: Victor is in a fake marriage with Emily, and his real lover is Isabella — the illegitimate daughter of Morgana Ashford, the mistress who caused Emily’s mother’s death. Her father colludes with them to seize control of the Hunter Group. Abandoned, slandered, and physically harmed, Emily is left bleeding and helpless in a hospital. Just as she hits rock bottom, powerful tycoon Kai Thorne saves her and promises her unborn child will be his sole heir. No longer a trapped “princess,” Emily fights back. Using her late mother’s will and Kai’s support, she exposes the conspiracy at the shareholder auction, reclaims her family fortune, and cuts ties with her traitorous father. Victor is consumed by regret after losing everything, while Isabella and Emily’s father face ruin for their greed. Emily later gives birth to a daughter, and Kai transfers massive assets to secure their future. She lets go of her painful past, stepping out of the shadow of manipulation to become the true master of her own fate, embracing a brand-new life.

Harper endures relentless emotional and physical abuse from her husband Samuel, who deems her an unsatisfying wife and is influenced by his scheming assistant Ruby. He forces Harper into the "Perfect Wife Training Academy", a hellish suburban facility that subjects her to dehumanizing body examinations, graphic video training, violent coercion, and sexual violation under instructors Camilla and Daniel—all sanctioned by a contract Samuel signed. Broken by trauma, Harper complies with all demands, transforming into the obedient, sensual wife Samuel desired. During the academy’s inspection, Samuel watches edited footage of her torment and is consumed by rage and guilt, rescuing her and lashing out before descending into regret. Harper becomes a hollow, robotic version of the wife he wanted, losing her passion for the cello and her sense of self. Samuel uncovers Ruby’s role as a academy shareholder who orchestrated Harper’s suffering, avenges Harper by taking down the academy and imprisoning Ruby, then devotes himself to caring for her after she’s diagnosed with a rare illness. Refusing to forgive his unforgivable betrayal, Harper dies in the ICU, her final question—“am I finally a perfect wife?”—haunting Samuel forever.

Lily, a ten-year-old girl, has been labeled a liar since birth by her mother, who relies on a so-called lie-detection bracelet. Whenever Lily speaks the truth—whether she’s hungry, hurt, or innocent—the bracelet flashes red and shocks her brutally. Meanwhile, her twin sister Ruby wears a fake bracelet that glows green nonstop, even as she frames Lily for theft and destruction. Blinded by pseudoscience and favoritism, Mom locks Lily away, ignores her agony, and showers love on Ruby. On New Year’s Eve, Lily suffers a ruptured appendix, begging for help as the bracelet blares red; Mom calls it a tantrum, locks her alone, and goes to watch fireworks. Lily dies in agony, writing her last truth in a diary before her body goes cold. Three days later, Mom discovers the corpse, the diary, and the bracelet’s cruel secret: it only detects fear and pain, not lies. Ruby’s “honest” green bracelet is just a worthless toy. Wearing the bloodstained bracelet herself, Mom is shocked repeatedly as red lights expose her own lies. Consumed by guilt, she goes mad, tortures herself, and later attacks the scheming Ruby, who is hit by a truck and crippled. Dad loses everything and dies in despair. In the end, Mom passes away clutching Lily’s diary, while Lily’s spirit breaks free from the bracelet’s nightmare, floating to eternal peace—no more pain, no more lies, only freedom.