Conquistando A Mi Ex-esposa Novels & Stories

“I will handle all of your duties for a shift if you introduce me to him and I can’t picture him riding on a horse while trampling on some sacred ground.” “Okay, to be fair he did take me on this super fancy dinner date last night. I think he’s rich or something.” “Aha! See, he is a conquistador. His parents are probably like secretly racist. Anyways, tell me about this pretty bitch that your ex is dating.” “So, he posted this picture of them after months of posting nothing but pictures of fancy ass places and after years of not talking to me. She’s this strawberry blonde who had her hands all up on him.”

I may be hurt, but I have experienced being loved by STUART CORDOVAL. I am Patricia Sandoval, no longer sold to my ex-husband – now officially Patricia Sandoval-Cordoval.

I backfired. People around us glanced over, but I didn’t care. “You left me after five years,” I continued, my voice rising. “Five years, Clark. You dumped me like trash and married your useless ex-girlfriend because of money and status.” His face hardened. “And now you’re here,” I said bitterly, “demanding answers like you still own me ,are you this foolish and childish?” He scoffed. “You’re overreacting.” That word hit me like fire. “Overreacting?” I laughed again. “You betrayed me. You humiliated me. You married another woman while I was planning our future.”

I was the man taking him away from the only person he had ever called home. How do I reach for his little heart without breaking it further? Would he let me cup his cheeks, smile, and say, “Little boy, I am your real daddy. You will be staying with me for a while, just until your mom and I figure things out”? That was wishful thinking. It was a fantasy I had no right to imagine. I did not just destroy what I had with his mother; I wrecked her. I let her go for years. And now I am married to the same woman who helped me betray everything Lena and our family stood for.

And that his wife wasn't me. I confess that, due to the shock of the news, for a moment I almost let myself be manipulated by Manuela. Unfortunately, I hadn't paid proper attention to Manuela, and because I was blinded by my obsession with having Marlon as mine, I let my emotions carry me away and almost lost who I am.

Then he banged my head on the wall before turning my head so i was facing him. I didn't mutter a word throughout this action. I could only stare at his hateful face and hope he would drop dead. “You- i should've known you were a bitch, even though you were a virgin when i married you.. Something was definitely different, you became like a wild horse that couldn't be tamed..” I laughed at the anxious look on his face as he spoke. He was indeed my foolish ex-husband. Looking at him made me regret not divorcing him long ago, the fact that i settled for a bastard like him made me laugh louder than i intended but i couldn't help it. Since he fell for my lies, why not push it.

[Amanda] I heart thudded when those words tumbled out of his mouth. From friend to wife to ex-wife and now...a mistress. One month ago the thought of becoming involved with someone, my ex to be exact was something which I would have never thought of but here we are. “You will start living in this condo from now on”, he informed as Alex walked in, his face looked grim, his shoulders rigid, “Dominic, may I speak to you for a moment?” Dominic’s eyes darted to me momentarily, before he nodded and excused himself.

WYATT If you are wondering what I felt, it was a mixed feeling. I had just heard my wife arrange a meeting with a man in front of me, whom I suspected had a more doctor-patient relationship. Okay. Ruby was my ex-wife, whom I had been trying to win back as my wife. My hands on the steering wheel tightened at the thought that they—Ruby, Austin, and Brian—were spending a pleasant time together, and the probability that I would lose Ruby again!

She shook her head at me and stormed out while Nina looked at me with hurt carrying the loads of bags and was about to leave but I stopped her. “Did you ever meet with Louisiana Valley?” I questioned and she instantly scrunched up her face looking at me puzzled. “Who?” She had a genuinely confused look on her face which made me realize that she didn't know who that was. “Never mind. Take care of my mum.”I returned back to my seat and she sighed loudly before leaving. I tapped on my tap thinking about everything as from the conversation to my mum leaving felt so fast. All I did know was that I was going to fight for my family, something I failed to do eight years ago. Right now, I'm on a miss