Chasing My Irresistible Ex Wife Novels & Stories

She must be exhausted from crying. Exhausted from witnessing something no child should ever have to witness. I carefully adjusted the chair and laid her well. Then i looked down at my phone again. The tear from my eye dropped on it and the screen lit up instantly. I saw more notifications. I clicked on it and saw headlines, videos, articles, commentary. Everyone suddenly had an opinion. WEDDING OF THE YEAR ENDS IN DISASTER. KIARA WALKS AWAY AFTER EVERYTHING? HOW CAN SHE DO SUCH THING TO A BIG NAME LIKE LEO WILLIAMS?

"They think I raced because Antonio broke my heart, like I needed to prove something to my ex-husband instead of proving something to myself." "Does it matter what they think?" Lucas asked gently. "No," she said, but it stung anyway, the way they'd taken her moment and made it about Antonio, made her achievement about a man who'd thrown her away. She kept scrolling, found more articles that all said variations of the same thing—heartbroken ex-wife seeks validation through dangerous comeback, woman scorned returns to racing after billionaire husband moves on, Jayda Marlowe's cry for help on the racetrack.

Laura's Point of View I'm stuck at the end of the banquet hall, poking at the ice in my drink. It's better than listening to the laughter and easy conversation between my husband and his ex-girlfriend. But their voices are stuck in my head no matter how hard I try. Faith Miller, my husband's childhood sweetheart, happily remarks. "I've heard much about the Jackson Group in the past few months. How's it going?" Kairo Jackson, my husband, smiles and gulps the glass of wine in his hand. "There have been some minor issues, but overall, we're thriving."

"Helping me? You're delusional, Chase. Are you forgetting that I have a husband? You did crash my wedding reception, so I am sure that you know that; maybe you are just forgetting that important fact. I love my husband, Chase, I love the family that Adrian and I are building together, and you have no right to interfere with neither my marriage nor my family." Chase's expression turned cold and calculating, the mask of charm that he had on slipping away for a moment. "Oh, I know," he said with a sneer. "That's why I sent a little message to your beloved husband, using your phone. It implies that you've eloped with me. By the time they figure out the truth, we'll be long gone."

To distract myself, I listened to an audiobook on my phone and nibbled on some saltine crackers, ignoring the look of disapproval on Aiden's face at eating in the car. Mercifully, we were soon turning into the long driveway of the Manor, and I sat up to watch the passing scenery, nostalgic at the familiar and comforting sight of the tall cypress trees that lined each side of the gravel drive, the glimpses of well tended flower gardens and just over the small hill to the west, was Lake Maria, named after Julian's first wife and Aiden's mother. A whimsical smile played on my face as I recalled many a happy memory in my teens spent running and messing around the banks of that lake, I would spen

I could smell mint and champagne or red wine. "Stalking you?" He said through gritted teeth. "I was worried about my wife so I decided to look around. Right in time for me to save her from an embarrassing and catastrophic fall. You should be grateful that I keep saving you every time." "Let go of me." I grinned through gritted teeth. "I feel uncomfortable with your arm around me."

I could not help but lean my body against the solid wood on the stairs. She smirked at me. "You're right.But what I want to tell you is that my ex-husband is like a dish.No matter how you kiss him now and show off how delicious this dish is.For me,it's okay.Because I've had a taste of this dish and it is absolutely disgusting."I exerted all my strength. Without looking back,I went back to the bedroom and closed the door. I know that must have infuriated her beyond words. ***************** *TRISTAN*

“But your bond with Chase has?” “Well yea. For a lot of reasons. I am married and in love with Liam. Having sex with another man just feels wrong. Then there’s the fact of Wendy. I loved her so much, how am I supposed to get over that enough to have sex with her ex?” He sat silent for a moment. “How does Chase feel about it?”

She doesn’t stir. I get on the other side of the bed, slipping my trousers off and keeping my boxers on. I would love to wrap my arms around her, but I don’t touch her. I set my alarm for six. Chase Warren has been losing this marriage in slow motion for a year. Somebody is going to be there to catch her when it finally lands. It might as well be me. I close my eyes and go to sleep.

Let them have their moment of drama. Then came the inevitable: “What do you think you’re doing?!” That one was definitely aimed at me. Still, I didn’t turn. I kept looking outside. At the sky. The trees. The places I’d rather be. Anywhere but here.....Anywhere but inside this house, in this moment. Because here I was, the wife, sitting quietly, while my husband’s mistress stood behind me, screaming in my bedroom, acting like she belonged here. The ridiculousness of it all hit me. And I smiled.