Review and Rating of The Divorce by Frieda McFadden
The Divorce
Frieda McFadden
Copyright 2026
368 Pages
And the “Crazy” Award goes to… me, after finishing this book. I am unwell in a way that can only be cured by lying face‑down on the floor. Frieda does this to me every single time, and she’s done it again. This book was a fast‑paced, page‑turning sprint and I tore through it like TSA rifling through a suspicious suitcase.
Alright, let’s unpack our emotional luggage.
First of all: “Oh yea, Teddy’s not my biological child.” HELLO? That revelation hit me like a freight train driven by someone who thought speed limits were a suggestion. But honestly, I should’ve known. A McFadden book without a “wait, WHAT?” moment is like a margarita without tequila — pointless. That’s also the moment we all collectively agreed that Naomi is… not okay. And sis, I get it. Maybe you crossed a few moral lines to snag the most eligible bachelor, and then tap‑danced on those same lines to stay married. We’ve all been there. Or not. But let’s pretend we relate because we’re supportive, empathetic readers who enjoy chaos from a safe distance.
I was fully prepared for the classic “I’m getting my husband back and he’s making me look unhinged” storyline. And we got a sprinkle of that. A light dusting. Then Frieda said, “Actually… remember when you KIDNAPPED A BABY and claimed it was yours?”
Naomi, babe… I cannot relate to this one. I’ve never stolen a child and raised it like a Pinterest craft.
Now, the girlfriend — she’s been THROUGH IT. Teddy is hers. Naomi snatched him like a clearance item at Target. Are we rooting for the girlfriend to get her child back? Absolutely. Did we take the scenic psychopath route to get there? Also yes. Could she have gone through legal channels? Probably. Did she instead steal the husband of the kidnapper? That's correct.
Is it morally sound? No.
Is it entertaining? Extremely.
Overall, I had a blast with this one. 3.5 stars. It’s not my favorite Frieda read, but it’s definitely in my top five. I recommend a copy of this book, a spicy margarita, and a front porch with a gentle breeze. You won’t regret it — though you might question your sanity afterward, and that’s part of the charm.
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