3 Exes Novels & Stories

Three lives. Three.

I picked up my laptop to work when a notification came in, and it read “Dear Ali Ltd, we hope this letter finds you well. We at REINE have been following your remarkable work in the industry and greatly admire your achievements. We believe that a partnership between two companies would be highly beneficial and create new opportunities for growth and success for both parties. We would love to cooperate with you. We look forward to building a lasting and successful partnership with you. From REINE. CEO: Zack Andrews. ” I want you to look into REINE company for me. I want to know every single thing about them” I ordered on a phone call with my assistant Sam. “Yes ma” he replied, and I immediate

Gone. Back in my old apartment, I let out a breath I didn't know I'd been holding. Halfway through unpacking, Kenny called. "Dude, the news is blowing up..."

A child's cries then sounded. Zack had walked into the room with Liam. He said to Frank, who was smiling again, disdainfully, "I already told you that she wouldn't listen. If it were up to me, just start the operation on her." It seemed that my three ex-husbands were already very familiar with each other. In the past, they would always be infuriated when I mentioned their predecessors. But now, they were actually getting along because of Wendy. Wendy really had something in her.

I added, displaying the new policies on the projector. "Yes, Sir Rocky. We will follow the new policies. It’s really important to protect our documents," Mark, the head of the IT department, said. "Thank you, Mark. And we also want to let you know that our door is open for any questions or concerns you may have. Don’t hesitate to reach out to us," Angie said, looking at each person. After the meeting, we returned to our offices for other tasks. While busy with work, I felt my phone vibrate. It was a text message from Gabriel: "Daddy, I need help with my project. Can you help me later?"

I immediately answered. "Rachel, dear, I hope I'm not interrupting your classes." Her warm voice brought instant comfort. "Not at all, Mom. What's up?" "Today is Ethan's thirty-sixth birthday. Come have dinner with us. I'm making your favorite pot roast." When I heard "thirty-sixth," my heart instinctively tightened like someone had squeezed it with a fist. In the previous timeline, he'd died at thirty-five. He'd never seen this birthday. Then I quickly realized—this time Ethan hadn't died at thirty-five. He'd successfully avoided that fate. The three regrets had been fulfilled. The curse was broken.

she asked, her tone softening. “Fab, it’s been three freaking years since we broke up. What about that saying ‘Never take back your ex’?” “That’s just some crap a bitter sadist posted online for broken people to cling to, Carmen. Blake isn’t a mistake. He’s perfect for you. You two are perfect together,” she said with conviction. “Fab, you’re not even on my side right now.” I could hear her sigh through the line.

It feels like ages since I’ve heard those voices … those traitorous, evil voices. After two or three minutes have passed, I slowly walk out of the bathroom back into the room, the towel I was using to dry off forgotten in my hands as I face the television like someone in a trance. No, I’m not hallucinating. It is indeed them … my ex-husband, Austin, and my ex-best friend, Amy, and they're in a media house granting an interview. I still think about these two once in a while. It would be difficult not to, considering the fact that for a long time, they were one of the closest people to me.

“Here’s the file, sir. These are the reports and highlights of the last meeting Natasha filled up on your behalf; our top investors and shareholders are threatening to withdraw from the company if the exponential growth of their investments doesn't come in handy.” Rex stretched a blue cover file to Damian who was buried in his office chair, rocking it from side to side, running his palm to and fro around his jaw lines, drawing an invisible pattern. “Drop it on the table.” He directed with a calm soothing voice. One could tell he wasn’t fine. But his body language and facial expression had told a different story.

LILY POV I ran into my apartment, and my shaking hands caused me to fumble with the keys. I felt an increased heartbeat, and a jolt that was similar to seeing a ghost. No, worse than a ghost. Isaac. He was back, and he owned the entire Equinex Company and Equinex Lab was just a part of it. I had walked right into his territory without even realizing it. How could I have been so blind?