David Copperfield Ex Wife Novels & Stories

“The last time I checked David was the CEO of Thrive Treasury. He chooses to do whatever he wants, wherever he deems fit.” “Cindy,” he said, lowering his voice, “David is married. And not just married, his marriage is barely six months old. Do you really think his wife is going to sit back and watch this?” I folded my arms, matching his energy. “Then that’s between me and his wife, not you.” For a second, he just stared at me. Then he shook his head slowly, like he couldn’t believe what he was hearing. “I would have treated you better,” he said quietly. “But you chose this… chaos.”

Lucien answered, voice icy as it boomed in the office, “I know she fucking has children, now you leave here and let me handle it.” “You want me to leave?” Disbelief tainted Seraphina's face as she blinked repeatedly. She looked around as her chest heaved, “I thought you were fucking dying and you couldn't get the deal and I'm here to help you with it and you…” she shook her head as her voice cracked. “You've been seeing your ex-wife behind your back while you have a fucking wife?” “Watch your words in my office, Mrs. Ashford,” the name tasted like bile. It was the name I once used to bore, “if you're having issues with your husband, do leave my office and get it settled.”

David snapped. Travis's voice dropped a notch as he said coldly, "She was never and will never be my mother." "You will not talk about my wife like she is nothing, Travis!" David said, losing control of his anger too. "If mom was alive, maybe, just maybe, if you had not cheated, then we would not be in this state." Travis said, his jaw clenched, his fists tightening at his sides. David slammed his hand on the table, shooting out of his seat like a recoiled string.

“Don't call me that!“ I snap. He raises his hand in defeat. “I know this is not coincidental. Who's behind this?“ He just smiles and stretches out his hand. “I look forward to working with you, Wife,” he annoyingly adds at the end. I scoff and slap his hand away. “Get lost,” I mutter as I turn away and walk out. … “Spill it.” “All of it,” David says when I meet up with him at the rooftop. I sigh. “Well, you know, my mom, now that she's wealthy, she's acting obnoxious.” “And apparently she didn't just set me up, but she signed a marriage contract between me and Nicholas.”

Isabella was on the verge of an emotional outburst when a strong hand suddenly pressed on her shoulder. The warmth between the palms inexplicably reassured her. Andrew naturally pulled her close, his sharp blue eyes calmly fixed on David. "Mr. David's deep affection for his ex-wife is truly touching. However, regardless, there's no reason for an ex-husband to attend his ex-wife's funeral. If your current wife were to find out, it wouldn't be conducive to the stability of your current family. It's getting late; please leave."

Dick clicked his tongue and said, “Who’s this impressive woman? How did she captivate you?” Blair looked at him and said, “Mable Jefferson.” “Mable Jefferson? Why does the name sound familiar…?” Blair answered, “My ex-wife.” Dick was confused. Suddenly, he remembered. Blair had to deal with his family’s urging to get married before, so he casually found a woman to marry. That woman’s name seemed to be Mable Jefferson. ‘But when did they get divorced?’

Hannah remarked. Mrs. Copperfield shook her head. “I don't need much. After I lost my husband at a young age, I grew old serving this family and never got a chance to have my own. I just need food and a roof over my head, nothing else.” She says, then holds Hannah’s hand firmly. “Take me with you.” She whispered sincerely. Hannah smiled. “Your loyalty to me is beyond expectation, Mrs. Copperfield.” She mumbles in glee.

I was carrying his child — an heir to the Newcombe dynasty — and yet, when his precious ex-wife was being torn apart by the media, all he could muster was a cold, detached, "I'll handle it" Was he planning to save her, again? The thought of Alice walking away scot-free, of David once again stepping up to be her shield, made my blood boil. The fragile, pitiful act I had maintained over the past few days cracked, giving way to the bitter, resentful reality underneath. "David!" My voice came out louder and sharper than I intended. He frowned, finally giving me his full, undivided attention. "What?" "David, I am pregnant with your child!" The words tumbled out, raw and unfiltered. "Your child is

He got her discharged from the hospital as fast as he could and then found the lawyer and got the divorce document. "But Em the divorce terms are too easy for him and his family?" Dave was looking at the terms of the divorce document. Emily hadn't asked for a dime from the Thornes. Emily took the divorce agreement and glanced at it. "Do I lack the money?" Dave thought for a moment and realized that Emily had needed nothing from the Thornes except their love and respect. Who was Emily? She was the only daughter of the Stephens family in New York. She was a real daughter of a wealthy family. Only those bastards who didn't know anything thought that Emily was born into a poor family.

a woman in her late 60s I guess, asserted. "This is my wife, Ivery Lycanster," Franco introduced, gazing largely at me. "Wow, what a beauty! It's true you're married, Mr Milestone," the woman enunciated and Franco nodded his head before he shifted his gaze from me to the woman. "Yes, I told you she went out of state now she's back. Can I sign the papers now?"