Chasing Back My Ex-wife After Divorce Novels & Stories

How dare she! “You are not going anywhere until you tell me how long you have been fooling me, Chase. Didn’t our marriage mean anything to you before you could make any drastic decisions about it? Let’s go home, baby. It is our marriage anniversary today. Your ex is just a craving that will pass. I will not be mad at you, I just want us to work on us,” Her tears streamed down to her cheeks.

“Let’s begin again.” And under the quiet stars, we stood together— Not who we were. But who we’d become. The End. Thank you for reading Chasing His Ex-Wife Back. New story Alert. Synopsis; In a world where possessive and powerful men rule, they can be arrogant, ruthless, and cruel. This world, Emily Greenfield exits in.

she said again and went mute again. "Look I understand that but right now the only problem I have is that his stupid ex wife is back. You know it's because of me that Jared divorced her and I thought I was slick with my actions but seriously, I don't know how these people were able to discover that I am the one behind this. I don't know how she was able to notice that I am the one who actually did all of these things to her. I thought I was very slick about this." She kept talking.

That's not even the point Freya, the most important thing is trying to set a balance if we are going to get a divorce or not. my voice trembled, my eyes blazing with tears. "You're really going to do this, aren't you? Choose her over me." "Think of this as a sacrifice, you and I both know you can't have a child. You can still be my wife after the divorce, we will keep it a secret. Nobody's going to know, that way we can still be together after our di-" I slapped him hard across the face before he could finish his sentence. He raised his hand to hit me but stopped midway, glaring at me with burning eyes. He had never raised his hands on me before and he never would, but this was surprising.

’ one of his friend had once asked him. At the time, he had searched for Elaine everywhere and couldn’t find her. He had scoffed at his words as he had thought that the latter would never come back as she had even sent some divorce papers his ways. Now, he panicked when he recalled those words. His wife was already mad cause of the illegitimate son, won’t this only make her more mad when she finds out?

I didn't realize my phone was still in my grasp. Before I could utter a word, she snatched it from my grasp and gasped in shock and disappointment. She saw the picture of Valeria on my phone. The picture I couldn't get off my mind. "You've got to be shitting me, Reese!" She shrieked. "How could you still be obsessed with your ex-wife when you had clearly divorced her and chased her away?" I clamped my mouth shut. Honestly, I couldn't understand why I was still obsessed with Valeria. Cynthia mustn't have found out that I was investigating her whereabouts.

I asked. “He was supposed to be professional,” He replied immediately. “I have no right to feel this way but it's so disturbing that right after divorce, one that he personally handled and finalized, he could live with my wife…I mean ex wife. The same one he took the job to chase out of my life, like a damn scumbag.” He spat, his sentences stabbed with rage and hatred. And if looks could kill, Nikolai Romano would have been six feet under the ground now.

My wide eyes lower to my legs, to find blood on them. Ethan follows my line of sight and his frown deepens. With a sense of shame and melancholy washing over me, I stagger ahead to rush to the bathroom. “ Get out of the penthouse, Ethan. Don’t try to complicate things. You need a divorce to marry the love of your life. I will give it to you. In return, give back my grandma’s shares that I gifted to you. It’s only fair we return everything we took from each other. ”

It had been years since I’d felt the touch of a woman against me since when I tried after the divorce, Priscilla’s face had been what I’d seen and dang, it had felt good. We still had about ten miles to go, but I was sure we were still going to meet. It was high time I told her what I felt. I gave her ten minutes because of the gentleman in me and after the time had expired, I started after my ex-wife. Life, I could feel, was about to get a lot more interesting. Sure enough, it took me less than ten minutes to locate Priscilla and I felt a little bad for leaving her with the wagon, but remembering how embarrassed she had been, it had been the best decision at the time.

I retorted, staring directly into her eyes. She should see that I'm not joking. She should understand that I don’t associate with people who think mistreating others is acceptable, and I certainly don’t keep memories of those who made my life miserable. She gave an awkward laugh. “I think you might have forgotten who I am, but no worries, I don’t mind bringing your memory back. Three years ago, you married my son and then things went wrong, leading to your divorce,” She paused and took a step forward, causing me to instinctively step back.