Novel & Cerita Bought By My Ex-husband

"Victor buys you countless dresses, yet you choose to wear that outdated rag from years ago. It's embarrassing. Do you want the guests to start gossiping that my son doesn't take care of his wife?" "Mother, this is my own dress. I bought it with my own money. I won't take anything from Victor," Gloria said firmly. Her mother-in-law's brow lifted. "What do you mean you won't take anything from your husband?" Gloria knew it was now or never. "He's not my husband," she replied, her voice trembling with restrained rage. "Not anymore." The words felt heavy coming out of her mouth. "I still don't understand what you are saying, Gloria."

The tinted glass of the window shielded me from the mourners outside, but it couldn’t shield me from the truth pressing down inside me. I had come, but I hadn’t touched her casket. I hadn’t said her name aloud. I hadn’t given her parents a single word. All I had left was money. And somehow, that felt both like everything I could give—and not nearly enough. *** A week crawled by after that. Life went on. At least, on the outside. The office doors still opened every morning, the phones still rang, and meetings still filled my schedule. But inside our home, inside our marriage, everything was breaking quietly.

Her heart pounded as she opened it, her eyes scanning the words. “I just want to say hi. And please be prepared, because very soon I’ll claim you and my children again. I admit, I chose Gold over a diamond like you, Lia. But just tell your husband, tell him your ex is back. Tell him in a way he’ll understand, like this—DEAR HUSBAND, MY EX IS BACK.”

The house was a gift from my late husband. “My dear Darcy,” Cullen greeted me in the salutation. “Today you're exclusively breastfeeding our miracle son. You sacrificed so much of what you loved for him. You lacked rest, put your work aside, neglected your friends, and even lost your beautiful body. “I want you to know: I'm proud of you. No matter how much I say thank you, the words won't be enough. Then, I remembered you saying you wanted a place close to the beach. “I happened to see an advertisement for a house for sale. The details matched the description of your dream beach house. I bought it without a second thought. I hope you don't mind that I spent quite a lot of money on that house

"Tessa, I'll be real. My new dad's the richest man in Seavora. Why else would I send you money every day for years? You never blocked me because you wanted to marry me." I just stared at him. The ego on this guy was unreal. Truth is, I never blocked him because I hadn't touched that account in years. I logged in on a whim yesterday and found out he'd been spamming me the whole time. My son started crying, everything got chaotic, and I accidentally tapped accept. And somehow that turned into me wanting to marry him? I stepped back, grossed out. "Send me your details. I'll pay you back." Jason's face dropped. "Tessa Thomson, you were quick to take it, and now you're ditching me? A materialisti

Before someone could have that Influence of sending Everyone out of the mall do that he could shop that only meant that he had a whole lot of money because I just can’t stop thinking about the amount of money that he had used to convince the manager to send everyone out so that he could make me chop alone in peace . My hands touched the ring by the side and I smiled at it , I haven't worn a ring since the day my ex husband divorced me and even though the both of us had gotten married in the right way ,it was still too hard for me and he also made it easier for me by not giving me a ring and I was literallygrateful for that considering the fact that the marriage was something that I just didn

No boyfriend, no property to work on, no job. Barb leaned over and put her wrinkled hand on mine. “But then you came along and I’ve watched you these last couple of months. I want you to buy it from me, Hannah, and make it your own.” My mouth opened to say something, but no words came. I snapped it shut and cleared my throat. My brain was like a vast wasteland of broken thoughts. I’d finally lost the ability to string a coherent sentence together. All it took was my ex-husband showing up, my boyfriend breaking up with me in the oddest way possible, and being offered everything I’d always wanted with zero chance of actually being able to grab hold of it.

Laura "Sorry, but I'd like to just talk about the project," I said, looking serene on the outside, but on the inside, I was seething. I knew my ex-husband was crazy, but not to this extent. I mean, why the hell had he bought that place? Didn't he have anything else to do with his damn money? And why was he saying he had named me the owner? "I'm sorry, but what do you mean you bought the restaurant for her, Mr. Davies?" Richard asked, completely confused.

I replied to her with even a louder tone that made the people around us interested in what we had going on. She sat down back, unable to talk or reply to me as I had created the scene she wanted. “Firstly, you don't get to talk to me about what or who I want to be with, Travis was my ex-husband you stole from me and now he wants me back, you're on the edge…I don't even have his time yet, you're all worked up just imagine if i do, what will be the outcome of you?” I asked and she clutched her fist tightly but didn't say anything.