Bought By My Ex-husband Novels & Stories

shutting the door behind her and fleeing. How on earth did Nathan find her here? Her heart pounded as she raced down the dimly lit corridor. *** Nathan thought he had lost it when he saw his ex-wife standing in front of him. He was further bewildered by the terror in her eyes. He couldn’t figure out why she’d run, but he couldn't let her get away. Not anymore. And so he began to gather his things, he had come to the Havana Clubhouse, tired from the stress of his parents and the press included. It didn’t help that Anna constantly asked about Rachel so one night at the hospital, he told her about their separation and the circumstances behind it but Anna was unwilling to

He paused for a moment and then explained, "Back then, the medical staff who assisted in my mother's delivery, only Alissa stayed in the local area. So, I plan to find her in person and ask her for clarification." Elianna, "Alissa, where was she?" Tristian, "I just arrived too. I found out that Alissa had been married before and had a daughter. After the divorce, she lived with her mother and daughter. This house is her ancestral property left by her grandfather. Her ex-husband was a chronic alcoholic and gambler, and he had accumulated a lot of debt. At first, her mother mistook me for a creditor and blocked me from entering the door. It took me some effort to finally get inside."

“But I was wrong.” Elena shook her head. “No…” “You once asked me to promise that I’d never choose money over you.” He forced a painful smile. “I kept that promise.” Confusion replaced her grief. “What?” “I never sold you.” The sentence echoed through the room. Elena stared at the screen, unable to move. “I know that’s what everyone will make you believe.” He leaned closer to the camera. “But listen to me carefully.” His voice became firmer. “I signed away my marriage.”

She sighed. "Mom and Dad were in a horrible car crash three years after I got married. They weren't killed, but they were badly injured... they were in comas. I had power-of-attorney, obviously, but their wills stipulated that extraordinary measures had to be taken in such cases, so I ended up spending all their money on their care. When it ran out, I thought about selling the jewelry that I'd inherited from my grandmother and mother, but it wasn't anything like enough, so my ex said that he'd pay for it. Then he told me – he said that if I ever left him, he'd – he'd pull the plugs."

I might not have played mine perfectly, but at least I didn't screw it up. I switched her to "Do Not Disturb" after that. … Six months later, my lawyer suddenly reached out, saying things were finally progressing with the divorce and I needed to return to the country. As soon as I landed in Everspring and met Nella, she hit me with shocking news. "Syl, big news—the two of them are both paralyzed! Talk about karma!" She pulled up the news from two days ago so I could see it. It turned out that in the six months I'd been away, Rowena had spiraled back into gambling. She lost 30 million of Cameron's money in a flash.

she mouthed. Elaine removed her gaze from her friend and shifted it to the woman who just arrived. “How much do you need this time to leave Tan and let him be happy with my daughter, huh?” Her lips thinned. “That’s my husband you’re trying to buy.” “Why not? Didn’t you give him up in exchange for some money before?” Elaine sighed. Like mother like daughter. It’s just like talking to Janine, the older more wrinkled version. “Since you returned, everything turned chaotic. You keep dragging Tan's family name in embarrassment.”

I said before groaning in pain. “What? What the fuck do you mean gone! That is my retirement money you are talking about Mateo, where the hell is it!” she roared. I shook anxiously. How do I tell my ex, I used up her money to buy my wife from my enemy? Out of spite…

Whatever it was, it wasn't as fucked up as mine Who is still holding onto a very much married woman who doesn’t even remember me Yvonne had looked straight through me like I was a stranger, and it fucking hurt. “Forget this” I muttered. “Just give me the latest updates.” Thane didn't push further. He filled me in on everything I had missed. Market changes, rivalries, mergers, and new faces in the industry. When we finished, I stood up and shook Thane’s hand. “Hey, Thane,” I called just as I reached the door. “Yes?” “If, let's say, by the time you realized your wife was the one for you, she had already married someone else, what would you have done?”

I closed my eyes and let sleep take me. When I woke up the next morning, I went through my morning routine. I had lost weight. Of course I had. Stress had a way of doing that, and between the betrayal, the separation, and everything burden over me these past few weeks. I sighed. I didn't have many clothes here either. Most of my wardrobe.. my clothes, my jewelry, everything I'd accumulated over years of marriage — was still at James's house. When I'd sent someone over to collect my belongings, he'd refused to let them take anything.

- I exclaimed, understanding the real reason that led him to make the unexpected decision. Turning his back, he leaves the bar with a bottle of tequila, which he didn't even have the money to pay for. It was lucid to imagine that my husband had sold me because he couldn't stand the success of his friends, it's the fact that he wanted to be better than others. With the bottle in hand, I passed by the living room door, he was still sitting in the same chair, with dinner already cold on the table, I looked at him, and I started to listen to my own intuition, I was the only one who sought companionship.