Chasing Back My Ex-wife After Divorce Mga Nobela at Kwento

Even the back up plans that were created in case of contingencies proved to be useless. I was so close to executing my first plan to get her back. I sent my men to monitor her to ensure she didn't get far away, all a master mind of how I was going to get her back. But now, she was deep into him. Into his world. But this isn't over. I gripped the whiskey glass roughly and tossed it into the fire. The fire roared, my rage burning just as bright as it burned. It hadn't even taken up to six months since we divorced. Now she's bouncing round in his bed, playing the wife duties. The duties she never exercised during our marriage.

“I dug deeper, like you asked. There’s a lot you need to know.” I leaned back against the leather seat, my knuckles white as I gripped my phone. The city buzzed around me, but everything outside the car felt distant, muted, like I was trapped in my own suffocating bubble. “After her divorce from Celestine, Vanessa got back together with him. Quietly. They didn’t make it public, no flashy announcements. They got married at a courthouse. Simple. Private.” I narrowed my eyes, trying to connect the dots. “And then?”

were high school sweethearts that got separated when she moved to England. She returned two years ago with twin daughters and a dead husband… and my marriage has not been the same ever since. Raw, venomous rage shoots through my bloodstream. “Stop. Just stop!” I screech, my fingers already balling into fists. “Did you tell your boss that his son who has terminal cancer has been waiting for him since this morning because he wants to hear his daddy sing ‘happy birthday’ to him?” I ask angrily. “Does he even remember that he has a wife and child?”

I asked, and he sighed again. “To drive her away… I don’t want to believe we’re still married, so I’ll talk to my lawyer tomorrow. I saw her sign the papers before we separated. I gave her everything she wanted, even our marital home. I don’t know why she came back. I moved far away, yet here she is, ready to ruin my life again! I’m just glad Kairo’s already boarded the ship.” I hugged him and stroked his back. “Hey… Everything’s going to be fine. Your ex-wife won’t succeed with whatever she’s planning. Wait, there aren’t any valuables lying around here, are there?”

"You've gone too far. Post online that you cheated and that Sarah is innocent. Otherwise, you're not getting your bracelet." Rage burned inside me, but I held back at the thought of Sarah's disease. Soon enough, they would both pay the price. I nodded. "Okay. But give me my bracelet first." Once I had it, I logged in and typed, [Hey everyone, I'm Johanna Burton, Jake Carter's rotten ex-wife. I cheated, got caught, and got divorced. I'm here to clear Sarah Miller's name. She isn't a homewrecker. I lied about her ruining my marriage out of jealousy. It's all my fault.]

“While I was here in Sea City, you searched my study and my office at Lynch Group Tower, but you couldn’t find the divorce papers at all, so you assumed that I brought them along with me on my trip. “You came all the way to Sea City because you knew that as soon as I returned to Banyan City, I’d put the divorce papers back into my study or office, and you wouldn’t be able to look for them without me noticing. Now that I’m in Sea City, it’s much easier for you to search for them because if they’re not in the hotel, they’d be with me. “That’s why you came all the way here and spiked my food twice, just so you can find the divorce papers without me knowing, right?”

I was divorced! I handed the divorce paper back to Ethan. "I never want to have anything to do with you again! Not in this life or the next life."

Not after losing almost everything , my marriage, my home… and nearly myself. Everyone thought getting yourself back after a divorce was quick and sudden, but that shit only happened in TV shows and not in reality. It was hard taking yourself back up when your whole life had been controlled by your husband's money. Everything was taken away from me and even if he hadn't asked, I wouldn't keep any of his things in my life.

“If you really want her to return to your side, there’s only one universal way to do it.” “And that is?” I ask, sounding way too impatient even to my own ears. “It’s called pursuing the woman you love.” “You want me to pursue her?” I raise a brow, regretting his so-called advice already. “But she’s already my wife. What’s there to pursue now?” “Wrong. You two are divorced, aren’t you?” Dammit. How did I forget about that? Maybe that’s one of the other reasons she’s mad at me, too. Maybe she got the misunderstanding that I was the one who initiated the divorce. Maybe she thinks I’m still involved with Hannah.

This Hunter after the divorce seemed to have come to life to only love her. The Hunter from the past, on the contrary, was more focused on deeming her non-existent in his life. This Hunter after the divorce, nevertheless, was more focused on giving up his life for her. Focused on cherishing every little thing that involved her. Focused on repenting and winning her back again. Focused on giving her the world— only if she accepted him back again— that she had dreamed of living in with him as his wife when she married him two and half years ago.