Cohabitation With My Ex Wife นิยาย & เรื่องราว

It couldn't be the father and daughter bond shit, right? "Cut that crap, Aliyah. They haven't been together since she was born, she couldn't have developed a bond with him just a few times of seeing each other," My subconscious mind reminded me, but what about now that they were going to spend so much time together even more than me? What the hell was going to happen now that I would be living under the same roof with my ex-husband that abandoned me some years ago? What would I do in this case when I still had a tinge of feelings for him?

A woman walks up to our table. "Drinks?" she asks. "Coke," he says and looks at me. "Water please." The woman walks away without another word. "I met my wife at a truck stop. She was waitressing. It's a rough life." His wife. Another sense of calm comes over me. "Your wife doesn't travel with you?" "She did for years. We have grandkids now and she takes care of two of them during the week while our daughter works. Her good-for-nothing ex-husband left her right after the second baby was born. I should have kicked his ass when I had a chance."

"You were the one who cheated on me first, then wanted a divorce! Who do you think you are to question me?" Emil retorted with what he thought was a bulletproof rebuttal, "I said it was a temporary divorce!" I sneered, "I never agreed to something like that. It was just your wishful thinking. Like I said, we were through three years ago!" His face darkened in an instant. "If you abort the pregnancy, I’ll pretend none of this has ever happened." "You're insane!" I tried to pull myself away, but all that resulted from it was him clenching harder onto me.

It was closer that way. As for why, it was because Liam had suggested we live together. However, I had turned him down every time. I felt like it was something that should only be done after marriage. When I told him this, Liam agreed completely. So, he came up with a compromise. He asked me to stay with him, his brother, and his sister-in-law. It wouldn't count as cohabitation if the four of us were living together, right? I just smiled at his little schemes. I could never refuse him.

“You really think I sent myself a message from his number just so I could show up and frame myself?” What a joke! “Do you often have emotional outbursts like this?” she asked suddenly and casually, as if we were talking over brunch. “What?” “Your record. There are multiple reports of erratic behavior. You were denied visitation and custody rights. You have also been involved in a domestic dispute with several people, including Mr. Roberts himself.” “That he caused!” I snapped. “Because he cheated on our marriage with my sister! And he still would not leave me be.”

Then maybe, just maybe I would be able to return Alexander's love and be happy, and build a life I deserve with him. “What I want….is to be happy” ******************************** After the session, I walked without direction. The summer air is thick, humming with sirens and faint jazz from the street corner. I ended up where I wasn't supposed to be: My old neighborhood. The townhouse isn't even theirs. Richard and I had rented it during the first year of our marriage, before we bought the loft. But Monica's black SUV is parked right outside it now. Of course. A new life, layered neatly over the bones of my old one.

I rubbed my stomach as I kept laughing. There was no way I was going back to that house. I tapped the search bar on my phone in a bid to look for cheap accommodation. I stared at the top stories column with blurred vision. The one at the top position read “Billionaire Eliott Wisconsin's Marriage Invitation.” I wiped the tears from my eyes and tapped on it. The photos popped up and I almost lost my balance. Right there was my dear husband who I divorced a few hours ago wrapping his arms around my sister's waist. Her left hand was raised and on the fourth finger laid a beautiful ring. I tapped on a video and I cried as I watched the video. They announced their wedding in a video which was uplo

He nodded his head and turned his attention back to his food, something was not right. “I was thinking, maybe we should get separate houses." “What?." I asked him “I already have houses here but I was worried about your safety, so I opted we share a house. The houses are pretty secure, I can live in the house next to you... It would be more convenient than having to live together. You get your privacy and I get mine." “Oh, no problem." He nodded again and continued eating. I was so confused, I didn't even know if he was just being the usual Hunter or something was really up.

I quickly declined, “Sorry, but you know me. I’m the type to exaggerate. Not only do I exaggerate, but I also twist the truth. Cecilia won’t be cleared of this.” He got up and entered the bathroom to wash up. Since we were living in the Gordon family’s mansion, he had to share a room with me. He was unhappy with it, and I felt uncomfortable too! Eloise could check the room anytime, so Zach had to sleep in the same bed as me. Although we shared a bed, our hearts were miles apart. After Zach finished showering, he lay on the other side of the bed. “Do you think this counts as illegal cohabitation?” I asked.

She said sharply, "In case you forgot, you're actually my ex-husband. We're divorced. Quit talking about some genealogy book and ancestors and lineage. Do you think you're of some royal family to be even speaking of such things? This isn't medieval times. The divorce certificate is the only law and the law is higher than anyone else. If you dare to violate me again, I'll call the police. Do whatever you want if you aren't afraid of being humiliated. One more thing, I have hired two masters in martial arts to guard the second floor and they're starting work this evening. I want to prevent certain thieves and perverts from breaking in. Sorry that you have to do this, ex-husband. But, hurry the