Amazing Ex Wife: Come Back Please Novels & Stories

She asked after answering the call. My sister was doing pretty well and running her own club in New York City. She was the one person who knew how to get things done and did her job very well. "Can we talk? I really need a favor. You know that I wouldn't have called you if it wasn't between life and death." She groaned before she came back to the line with a much quieter background. I sighed when she said nothing. "It's Elijah. His ex-wife is back, and I'm afraid that she might try to get back with him and ruin everything that I've achieved with Elijah all these years."

The cruel memes, rumors, and endless think pieces were being replaced by something else. Interest. Curiosity. A buzz was building around her name. One headline on a small business blog read: Ella Owens—The Phoenix Rising From the Ashes Another, on a financial gossip site, declared: Richard Brown's Ex-Wife Makes a Shocking Comeback The articles circulated quietly at first. Then one caught the attention of someone Ella hadn't thought about in weeks. Richard. He sat in his glass-walled office downtown, a skyline stretching behind him, a tablet resting in his hand. He had been scrolling absently through the news when her name caught his attention.

"In the footage, we saw that your mother slapped your ex-wife first. What do you have to say about that?" "How do you feel about your ex-wife's return?" "Are you two getting back together?" "Mr. Alden Richards, do you have any comments?" Kris responded to none of the questions, nor did Alden as they pushed their way past the reporters and their camera crews. Seeing Kris, Thalassa remembered what he said yesterday. Her face hardened before she turned and walked back into the office building, with Luisa following. By the time Kris and Alden entered, there was no sign of Thalassa or Luisa in the foyer, indicating they had already taken the elevator to the top floor where their offices were.

*Amelia* I couldn't hold back my laughter as Adrian told me that he still considers me as his wife. If it was three years ago when I was still obsessed with him, I would have easily believed him, but unfortunately for him, I'm no longer the Amelia of three years ago. Also, before coming back to New York City, I had already imagined that something like this would happen. After all, I'm now rich, so it would be very easy for all those who have hurt me in the past to come back and pretend to be sorry in order to take advantage of me, and I'm very sure that is what Adrian is trying to do. If not, I still don't see the reason why the same Adrian who was ready to turn the world upside down for Mel

It was Seraphina…sleeping peacefully on her white couch. Her silk robe hung loosely around her legs while soft golden lighting illuminated her face gently and the angle and the angle was inside the house. Adrian’s breathing stopped for half a second, then another message came through. “You should protect your ex-wife better.” and beneath it— “She doesn’t lock the balcony door anymore.”

The only way I could describe how I felt seeing that picture is anger and then suddenly I have nothing in my mind than the thought of also moving on from her life because she had clearly showed me that whatever we had before is now nothing and I wouldn’t want to be a clingy Ex like her ex husband before me was, I made what I think was the best decision right there and then. “Addie?” I called turning back and expecting to see her still seated but she must have unknowingly walked up to where I was and was now standing over my shoulder. “Yes James” she replied and I could see the longing in her eyes, the type of longing that was all so familiar. “I have taken you back” was a decision I made at

My eyes widened, almost popping out as I read the words. Good evening. From Valeria, your ex-wife. I know you miss me, and I’m coming back for you.

But there was something about Emma’s openness that made me feel like I could trust her. “No, I was serious. My husband’s ex-wife,” I began, the words feeling foreign as I said them aloud, “she… came back. From the dead.” Emma blinked, her expression unreadable. “From the dead? Like, zombie style or…?” “No,” I said quickly, shaking my head. “Not literally. Everyone thought she was dead for years, but it turns out she wasn’t. And now she’s back, she says that she cannot tell us why because that would cause more trouble. And… and I just walked out. I couldn’t deal with it.”

Countless people flooded in to watch this spectacle, and the comments were filled with exclamation marks and question marks. "This woman is my ex-girlfriend. I once broke my leg trying to save her and she decisively abandoned me to run off with another man. Now that she’s seen me achieve success, she came back to seduce me and used schemes to drive away my wife!” "After learning of her true nature, I continued with this wedding only for today's livestream. I want to say something to my real wife.” "Lily Jensen, I know that I screwed up. You'll be my only wife in this lifetime. No matter where you are, no matter what you're doing, I will definitely find you. You promised me you'd stay by my s

What happens when she's one month long? "Jonathan!" Ciara calls out, snapping me out from my thoughts. "Yes?" "I asked what brings you by?" Could I really ask Ciara to accompany Alena to meet Julia when she already had so much to deal with?. No. I couldn't bring myself to do it. "It's nothing" I assure her with a smile. "I just missed you" "I'm not buying that Jonathan" She says. "Tell me why you're really here" I sighed. Here goes nothing then. "You see the thing is that..My ex-wife is back"