After Divorce My Ex Pines For Me

Chuck's beloved ex, Ella, got divorced and showed up with her two-year-old daughter. Without asking me, he let Ella and her kid move into our home. Then Ella posted a photo of Chuck holding the child, captioned: [My husband cheated, so I filed for divorce, gave my baby a new dad, and found myself a new husband.] The comments were full of praise: [Real-life boss woman drama!] I had to laugh—so being a homewrecker is what counts as a strong woman now? Chuck didn't see a problem. He even told the child to call me "Momma." "Ella's husband cheated on her. She's raising a kid alone. As a woman, can't you have a little empathy? I'm just helping her out." Well, I had no empathy to give—not for the mistress, and definitely not for the scumbag.

I didn't think much of her during the interview but my boyfriend decided to hire her. Not only was her work substandard, but her attitude toward me was hostile. I found out later that she was his ex.

She gave up her life, abandoned her family, and chose him over everybody else, all for love. But what did she get in return other than betrayal and heartbreak as the man she did all of these things for didn’t bat a lash before choosing another woman over her? While she was begging for his love, he was married to another woman whom she was showering with love and affection. She felt broken, but no way she was going to be pathetic in front of this scum. She was going to get her revenge and reduce him to nothing for hurting her this much. She was going to regain her lost respect even though her family no longer wanted her. It was going to be difficult now that she had no one by her side, but then he came along. Her childhood sweetheart whom she never dreamt of meeting again in her entire life. Will their old flame rekindle or will she give her scum husband a chance later?

Katherine Nolan, my husband's first love, was drugged while studying abroad. When she returns to the country, she is pregnant, just like me. On the day I suffer a massive hemorrhage during labor, my husband, Gabriel Donovan, shows up with Katherine to force me into a divorce. "Kate comes from a highly educated family, and her reputation means everything. If anyone finds out that she's carrying another man's child, it will destroy her. I have to be the father of her baby. Let's get a divorce," he said. In my previous life, I refused to divorce him and even exposed the truth. Katherine's image as an educated and independent woman collapsed. She became the target of public scorn and accusations of fraud. Heavily pregnant, she went to a bar to drink herself numb, but someone took advantage of her afterward. It led to a miscarriage and massive blood loss. She died despite emergency treatment. Gabriel held a funeral for her and offered me a sincere apology. Three months later, I was hit by a car sent by him and left disabled. He even threw our six-month-old son, Adrian Donovan, into a dog cage and left him to be mauled by wild dogs. Only then did I realize that he had long wanted to kill both me and our son. When I open my eyes again, I'm back on the very day he brought Katherine to pressure me into a divorce.

When I was discharged from the psychiatric hospital, my brother and sister-in-law dropped everything to personally pick me up. Even my nephew, who had just finished his college entrance exams, arrived with a box of carrot cake he had waited in line all day to buy. His warm smile was the picture of innocence. “Auntie, congratulations on your discharge. With me here, you’ll never feel lonely again.” To outsiders, we were the perfect family—envied by all and even awarded the title of a local model family. But behind the facade of family bliss lay a very different story. On the very day my brother transferred the last of the family properties to me, I went live on social media. In front of an audience that idolized my so-called perfect family, I boasted about my "accomplishments." I conned my nephew into paying for a spot at an elite school, duped my sister-in-law into stepping into a scandalous club, and tricked my brother into losing everything he had worked for. “My brother has treated me with nothing but kindness. And I can only repay his kindness with betrayal.”

That year, during the Sicilian arms trafficking conflict, my lover of three years, Silvio, deliberately betrayed my transport routes at a critical moment in a deal with the rival "DiMarco" family, causing me to lose all my territory. He immediately defected to the DiMarco family's leader Marina, becoming her lover. As he left, he didn't even bother to disguise his betrayal, coldly tossing out, "What we had was just business, nothing personal." While I was burdened with my family's blood debts and pushed to the edge of a cliff, Lorenzo, who had secretly harbored feelings for me since childhood, found me and offered his family's entire fortune. "Isabella, don't be afraid. In my eyes, you'll always be Sicily's most formidable Queen of the Arms Trade," he said. He took the Colt pistol from my hand, and his voice was gentle yet resolute. Five years later, my power resurged. I was about to completely crush Marina's smuggling network and reclaim everything I had lost. My caporegimes, the captains of my organization, were ready and waiting for my command. But on the night before the operation, my weapons warehouse suddenly exploded, turning priceless arms into worthless scrap metal. I barely escaped through the thick smoke, my body covered in burns. In a secluded monastery, I overheard Lorenzo and Silvio whispering outside my door. "You really had the guts to blow up the arsenal. Weren't you afraid of blasting her to pieces too?" Silvio's voice carried a mocking tone. "If she died, just died. I've always loved Marina. If it weren't for that unlucky family marriage lottery five years ago, I wouldn't have had to endure this ugly bitch for all this time." Lorenzo's voice was ice-cold and unfamiliar. I closed my eyes, feeling like a dagger had pierced my chest. Explosion. Arranged marriage. Ugly bitch. So those five years of shared hardship were just his unwilling choice after losing a high-stakes gamble. "I married her to keep watch. If it weren't for me paving

"Your sister is back, Let's Get A Divorce." A familiar hatred surfaced on her husband's face as he threw the papers at her. ☆☆☆☆☆☆☆ Clarissa Brown's mystery began when her elder sister, Mia Brown returned to the country. Not only was she bullied and neglected, but her husband plans to get back with Mia. His ex-girlfriend. Forced to donate her blood to her sister, Clarissa lost her unborn baby in a miscarriage as she bled uncontrollably, worst still-her husband, Easton Maddox divorced her, throwing her out on the streets where she was run over by a car. Waking up at the hospital, she met the man who ran her over, when he asked her how she wanted to be compensated-She said "You." Getting into a contract marriage with Lucas Reed, Easton's Boss, Clarissa vowed to get back at her ex-husband and her family who treated her like trash. Clarissa will take back her love and know nothing but revenge, her hunger for revenge led her into the arms of Lucas Reed...An enigmatic figure who needs to be tamed! Diving into his world filled with secrecy, lies, and family drama, Clarissa found herself in a sea of discovery...discoveries that eventually led to something bigger than she had anticipated.

Shawn's eyes widened in shock as he stared at the divorce papers in his hand. "What is this, Alisa?" he asked, his voice trembling. "It would be Miss Reynolds to you soon," she replied, her voice devoid of emotion. "I'm done with you, and I'm done with this farce of a marriage." Shawn was taken aback by the coldness in her tone. This was the same woman who had once spoken to him with such love and affection. What had happened to her? "I thought you loved me," he said, his voice cracking with emotion. Alisa scoffed, her expression disdainful. "Cindy is back, and you think I'd stay with you? You want to have your cake and eat it too? Never." ### Alisa Randall's fairy-tale marriage to her childhood sweetheart, Shane Dallas, had ended in heartbreak when he left her for his first love, Cindy. But what Shane didn't know was that Alissa was the heiress to the country's largest fortune, with connections to Hollywood's elite and multiple identities at her disposal. Now, Shane was realizing his mistake, and he came crawling back to Alisa, tears streaming down his face. But would she take him back, or would she forge a new path, one that didn't include him?

Cinta pertama membuat Bintang trauma untuk kembali menjalin kisah cinta. Sampai akhirnya suatu hari kembali dipertemukan dengan mantan kekasihnya itu. Siapa sangka, Galaxy-pria itu telah memiliki seorang anak dan meminta Bintang untuk menjaga anak tersebut. Bisakah Bintang menuruti permintaan Galaxy?

I gave birth to our son, the heir of the pack. And this is what I received? False accusations, betrayal, and exile. The cruelest part was being told I could never touch my own son. All because my sister came back and spun a web, accusing me of orchestrating her disappearance three years ago just to claim the Luna title. Alpha Ulysses, you humiliated me, cursed me, told me I was unfit to be a mother, and forced me out of our pack while you, my sister, and my son became a new family. And now six years later, you call for a hypnotist, not knowing that it is me standing before you. You regret what you did. You want me back. But tell me, Ulysses, where were you when I gave birth to our son? Where were you when I was cast out, heartbroken and alone? And these six years I spent surviving, growing, rebuilding, where were you through all of it?