Before The Divorce: My Ceo Husband Novels & Stories

The other parts were not very interesting, and ironically, come to think of it, after the divorce I realized that my ex-wife also had a lot of sparkle that I didn't know about. It seems I didn't know her at all, I just knew she was pretty and did a good job at dinner, like, didn't really know what she was doing? I was so absorbed in my thoughts that I suddenly noticed her head up in the afterglow. Her face had a pallor that wasn't normal, and her brow was furrowed as if she wasn't feeling well. The next thing you know, she bent down and slipped out the back door. I watched her disappear and listened patiently to the person on stage for a minute before I finally couldn't help myself and inter

I clenched my hands into fists, anger flaring through me. Elias, that bastard! How dare he try to destroy my company? “I’m planning to regain control-” “It’s about time!” Carla exclaimed, excitement flitting through her eyes. She leaned over the table, saying, “Your father built that empire for you and your future kids. Don’t let it fall into the wrong hands, especially your husband–” “He’s not my husband anymore,” I corrected. “We got divorced a few weeks ago.”

(Author's POV) "Ms. Moretti!" Lorenzo quickly stepped sideways, positioning himself between Celeste and the elevator. "What are you doing here?" Celeste looked at him calmly. "I'm here to discuss the divorce settlement with my ex husband," she said. "The CEO of this company. The property division ruling came through today." The words landed in the lobby like a dropped tray. The employees waiting nearby suddenly fell silent. Then the whispers began. "He's married?" "Was married?"

He went to the living room and sit on the sofa, I followed him and sit next to him… “ When the company is at the chaos and in starting point I was so busy, I was a newly appointed CEO at that time. I didn’t want to take over the company but it leaves me no choice because my father who is the real CEO was at the hospital and dying because of a rare deceased. From then on I was always at the office and I neglect my duty to my wife as his husband. We’ve been married for three years and of course, I was head over heels in love with her. I gave her everything, back then… I’m that devoted to our marriage…” He paused and realized that I already open his wound from the past… I hold his hand to comfo

“I clearly told you several times to give up on the divorce, but you clearly refused to listen to me, and now you want to blame me for the move that I made? Liam, as much as you want to divorce, that's how much I don’t want it to ever happen, so I had to do what I have to do to make sure that you never bring it up again. Maybe if you were smart enough, you would have also thought of doing something stupid to make sure that the divorce happens, but right now it’s never going to happen. More than 30,000 people watched both of us in there, and the moment we start filming and do the interview, if you finally insist on getting a divorce, do you know how much heat you’re going to get, right? Even

I couldn't just help with repeating everything she threw at me, it felt like my brain was short circuiting. Where was my docile, obedient wife? The one who could sprout out of bed in the dead of night to quickly fix me up a snack if I asked. Only a week ago, she'd kissed me and told me that she didn't mind Cassie moving in with us despite our former romantic history and the undeniable tension but still existed between us, sparking the air and electrifying my nerves. Now she was raving about a divorce, and an absurd settlement. As a CEO I could take that, but we were about to establish a new branch in another state, that money would go to better use.

“That makes sense. Raising a child on your own here can’t have been easy. Honestly, most of us assumed you were a single dad.” I smiled faintly. I wasn’t. But I was about to be. The moment I stepped out of his office, I almost collided with Vivian Grant and Noah Quinn. Vivian was my boss. She was also the mother of my child. Seven years ago, I was still her personal assistant. One drunken night changed everything, and not long after, we had a son. This year marked the sixth year of our secret marriage. It was also the sixth year she refused to let our boy call her Mom.

If he had discovered about her inability to read properly, he had hidden it very well. He was such a gentleman and she wondered why his wife had divorced him. Mr Bright had been married for three years until he and his wife got divorced two years ago. He didn't seem like the type who would be a terrible husband, so she wondered why exactly they got divorced. "What good news, Sir?" She smiled. "I'm going to tell you this because I know you won't tell anyone else. We are getting a new CEO, I'm sure you know that Mr Howard has been struggling with meeting up with all the requirements for running this company since the past year."

I told them about the divorce, sticking to the clean, publicly palatable reason, that Cary had had an affair. I omitted the minor detail that our entire marriage had been a contractual transaction from day one. I hastened to add the good news, hoping to soften the blow. ‘But I’ve got a new job with a big company, Velos Capital. And I’ve just been promoted. I’m the Chief Administrative Officer now, a proper C-level executive.’ I said it with a pride I hoped was convincing. ‘Very few people, let alone women, make it to that rank at my age.’

He seized her arm in an iron hold and whirled her around. "I was busy with recurring meetings, Zara. My work is hectic. I have told you that before. Who do you think you are dating? A clerk? Come on, I am the CEO of my company. I have several long meetings to attend in a day, do a lot of things and look over a hundred thousand employees working for me all over the country and overseas. I have a shedload of burden on my shoulders." He said frustratedly. "Just because I don't answer your calls does not mean I don't want you. I divorced my dutiful wife to be with you god dammit! Never ever repeat those words again."