Cohabitation With My Ex Wife Novels & Stories

“Have her sit." “Thank you," I muttered. She gazed at me over her glasses for a brief second before speaking. Reports reached me about a scene you caused yesterday.” I kept my face neutral. “And later that afternoon, your husband paid us a visit.” My eyes widened. So he had come back. I straightened up. He is my ex-husband,” I corrected calmly. “We are in the process of finalizing our divorce.” “And the claims are untrue.” She arched a brow. “My personal life will not interfere with my performance here. I give you my word.”

"You two look..." "Look what?" Amelia's voice is carefully neutral. "Married again." Oliver says it casually. Like it's obvious. Amelia tenses. I feel her pulling away without moving. "We're not…" she starts. "Just cohabitating," I finish. "After some security issues." "Right. Security." Oliver doesn't buy it. "Which is why you're cooking dinner together." "Oliver," I warn. "What? I'm just saying what I see." He grabs an apple from the fruit bowl. "You two look happy. Like actually happy. The way you used to be at the beginning."

The results loaded slowly, each one pulling me deeper into a past I wasn’t sure I wanted to know. She had been married. To a big shot lawyer from another firm. I read the name out loud, my voice quiet in the empty room. “Michael Hargrove.” The articles mentioned a high-profile divorce a year ago, whispers of incompatibility, of careers pulling them apart. There were quotes from “sources close to the couple” about long hours and different ambitions.

she also queried in a fit of anger “What are you talking about? Did you drink with him?” he asked confused “I am just congratulating you in advance” she said and made to leave but he held her back again “Am asking why you were with Avan drinking?” “Did your other wife rejects you so you are here to disturb me” she replied angrily “What other wife?” “Two women lives in this house remember? You should go to her already” hearing her words, Chris sensed that he must have upset her and he decides to calm down and find out what the issue is

I don't sleep. Can't sleep. I lie in the massive bed in my beautiful new room and stare at the ceiling, my mind spinning in circles that go nowhere. I'm married to Ocean Moretti. I'm married to my ex-father-in-law. The thought is so absurd I almost laugh. Almost. But if I start laughing, I think I might not stop. Might tip over into hysteria and never come back. So I just lie there. Staring. Thinking about how twenty-four hours ago I thought my biggest problem was hiding bruises. And now...

Does he have to do with the woman you asked me to look into the other time? "That's my business." I reply. No way in hell was I going to let him in on what had happened and what is happening in my life. "And if this involves another partner besides me, it is my business." Why is he so adamant?! All I want is that part of the contract to be amended just a little bit. We are merely cohabiting. We have no feelings for each other and never will. What the fuck is the problem?! "So let's say, I amend it and you do whatever you want... you, maybe, take another partner. What if you're caught?"

Elle sneered angrily, "Who do you think you are, fox spirit? He was originally my man, and you stole my husband. How dare you have the audacity to be arrogant in front of me now?" Abby was shocked, "Husband, you... didn't you get divorced from her? How are you still together?" Elle said, "Divorce? Yes, initially, he did divorce me, but we only signed a divorce agreement. I just moved out of the Lockhart family. In a legal sense, we are still married!" Abby was struck by lightning! She and Cesar only had a wedding ceremony, they never actually registered their marriage. But she thought, she had already given birth to a chubby son for Cesar, and with her son, the prosperity and wealth in the s

“Since we’re going to be raising this baby together, I figured we should lay down some ground rules.” Adina flipped through the pages, skimming the legal part—financial obligations, visitation schedules, decision-making rights. It was cold and calculated, but she expected nothing less. Adina continued to read through the pages of the agreement, then her eyes landed on one clause, and she froze. Her stomach tightened as she read it aloud, wanting to be certain she had read it correctly. “The mother is prohibited from engaging in sexual activity with her husband for the duration of the pregnancy.” Adina’s head snapped up. “What the hell is this?”

I leaned back in my chair in my home office and sighed. I didn’t know how to explain to him I was in love with my ex-wife and wanted her back, even though her new husband was a psychopath. “Sasha and I are like an old couple that has no spark anymore and are just living together in the house as roommates because they settled instead of being with the people they wanted.” “Oh, no. Is that how you feel?” “That’s how I’ve felt for years, and I won’t settle anymore. I don’t remember the last time we were happy and not fighting about anything. There’s always been something we are fighting about.”

This made him feel very uncomfortable. So, when he saw his wife talking to another man, Dustin seemed to be crazy... When she talked to him, she wasn't like that... She even rarely talked to him. Although she is her wife, she never inform h that she left early or returned late. She even doesn't have dinner with him... Whenever he invites her to eat, they always meet the troublemakers. Before, he didn't know why he was uncomfortable. But now he knows that he wants his wife to notice him and look at him more.