Conquistando A Mi Ex-esposa Novelas e Histórias

I tried to correct her, but it looked like she was just lying to me the either day. "That is why I told you not to trust anyone." My subconscious reminded me. "You have no right to tell me what to do. What right do you think think you have?" I tried waking out of her before she made me halt by threatening me, "I like him so much. Is it so hard to do? Do you want people to know about what happened between you two few years back? I wondered what would be there reaction once they get to find out that you were dumped on your wedding day? Your child has no father also? I wonder what their reaction would be." She told me while she scoffed. I hated the fact that I was seeing her alone.

Ashley I don't know what's more shocking is the fact that my husband, the man who rejected me ten years ago, has his hand on my thighs or the red booklet on the dashboard. It was just a blink! Just a blink! Is that how easy it is to get married? No wonder the cause of most pain starts from marriage. They should be banned for future human sake. “Where are we going?” I decided to push aside all my thoughts and tried to question. Keep a calm and collected front. I reminded myself. Failing to remove his hand from my thighs was already getting under my skin.

His ex-wife was the daughter of one of the richest men in LA, and now, that same ex-wife already took over the company and is now richer than him. "Wait! Let me get this straight... How did this happen?" He asked himself as he tried to gather the puzzle together and solve them, but nothing seemed to be making sense to him as his thoughts kept falling apart. "This is unbelievable," Again, he muttered as he stared at the news again. He was devastated, knowing that his chance of getting her back now was going to be very slim or not even possible. He has been trying to get through to her these past few days but she stopped coming to the office and hasn't been able to see her.

His voice cracked with regret as he muttered, “How could I have been so blind? So stupid? I didn’t trust her when I should have… when it mattered most.” Mia, desperate to regain control of the situation, stepped closer, her voice sharp and manipulative. “Oh, come on, Stephen. Don’t do this to yourself. Are you even sure the child is yours?” Stephen looked at Mia with sharp eyes and said "Mind your tongue you are talking about my wife" Mia tighten her fist and said "but she betrayed you! don't be fool Stephen. Elena is carrying someone else's child" Mia tried to come closer but Stephen pushed her and said in rude tone "i dare you to talk about my wife again!"

"And although I don't like to lie, dad asked me not to upset my grandfather, so I omitted our separation." "Well, it's not a lie at all, because you're still married to her, she's still your wife, right?" The woman asked. "It's right and the other half will cease to be a lie when I take advantage of this day and the following ones, when I visit my grandfather to win her back, I can't lose that woman, Eliza, she is my whole world, I'm really sorry I had to go through this to value my Gala," said that he said goodbye, he took his car and drove to the Ferrari mansion.

Rowan instructed his driver when we pulled out of Noah’s driveway. Rowan and I shared the back passenger seat. I leaned my head on the backrest and closed my eyes, feeling the effects of alcohol rolling in my body. “Are you serious about winning your ex-wife?” Rowan asked out of the blue. I pushed my body to a sitting position and eyed him with blurry vision. “Of course. I had been a coward. Instead of fixing us, I concentrated on making a fortune to get courage, but I did not realize that too many years had passed and Beth had moved on from me.”

I whispered, my blood turning to ice and then suddenly boiling over with heat. Antonio. My ex-husband. The man who had spent three years draining my bank accounts, gaslighting me into thinking I was nothing, and eventually disappearing with every cent of my savings after a particularly brutal final argument. I had spent years looking over my shoulder, terrified he'd come back to do much worse to me.

Revenge! Undoubtedly he was unable to swallow the fact that his ex-wife cheated on him, whereas Valeria was fed with the lie that Markus never wanted her as his official wife. They both were pulled apart under a conspiracy to overtake the business. Valeria believed that Markus was always interested in her adoptive cousin, who happened to be the daughter of his uncle.

I was not expecting them to be back so soon from their vacation. “Mireya, what a pleasant surprise to see you and your son here,” I say with detest. “We returned as soon as the rumors hit us about your dear wife,” she smirks. “Hm, so you have informants in the pack house now?” She scoffs and sits down, “You must get divorced immediately, she is not whom I wanted you to marry.” I give Conrad the signal to leave alongside Bryan, leaving I and my stepmother alone to talk with each other.

Monica sat up slowly, pulling her shirt back down—my shirt—her movements deliberate, her expression unreadable in the dim light. I didn’t look at her. Couldn’t. My hands were shaking. I scrubbed one over my face, my skin still burning, my cock already half-hard again just from the memory of being inside her. “What are you doing?” The words came out rough, accusatory, like she was the one who had just fucked me raw while thinking of another woman. Worst….My ex-wife. She smirked. The kind of smirk that made my stomach drop. “Reminding you of what you threw away.”