Dear Ex Wife Wait For Me Novels & Stories

It was indeed my ex trying to make his return into my life while I am married to someone, while I am married to James. “Why are you calling me?” I asked or more like whispered into the phone still in shock to gain control over my voice. “Oh Irene, I am so glad you picked. I thought you aren’t going to, hell I thought I will never get to hear your angelic voice but I guess God has his ways of performing miracles” he chuckled softly like we are some sort of long distance friends who haven’t spoken to each other for a year or so. “Do not dare play games with me Frank. Why did you call me?” I angrily asked again, finally getting control of my voice after the initial shock had worn off.

For three good years, Liam has shown me nothing but so much love and affection, I wonder what has come over my husband. Severe whimper eloped my guts— I was losing it, even if he had to do this, should it be on the day of our anniversary? I had made his favourite meal like million times today waiting for him to come back and celebrate our third year of being together, yet he wouldn't come back. Even when I put calls through to him, he refused to take my calls, leaving me miserable in this big house. Without any more thoughts, I stormed back into my room and picked up my handbag.

"Dear Ex-wife, I know you're not very pleased with my simple token of showing my concern for you since your husband is busy treating his first wife at the same restaurant from where I picked your lunch. Anyways, there's something you need to know. Meet me in the botanical garden behind the museum at sharp five in the evening." Yours Arthur.

, I said painfully. "Ok. I hope he is taking excellent care of you now", he said. "Yes", I said to him. "I wanted us to become a little better than strangers. I know you aren't ready for that yet. I will patiently wait for your hand for friendship", he said. That day would probably never happen because I was already so tired with a baby and a failed marriage. I can't deal with an Ex who wants me back as well. I feel like going crazy as it is.

Receiving a message from my husband's ex-wife is not a big deal to me. The word 'ex' means past, meaning I shouldn't feel threatened nor scared of whoever she is. After receiving the message, I deleted it immediately without even checking the phone number. My day was already ruined by Regina this morning and I don't want it to be ruined further by anyone from my husband's past. I fixed my stuff and headed directly to the elevator. I promised Geoff that I will prepare dinner for us tonight. Even though I am not a good cook and I haven't prepared a special meal for anyone before, with the help of internet, I know I can pull off a good meal tonight.

This is a tough decision for her, she's a grown woman, she waiting for me to recover from my past is like I'm depriving her of something so important which is sex. "I love you so much, Ferd. I'm willing to wait as long as you want. Take your time, my love. I'm right here waiting for you anytime any day. Love is patient, so I'm patient enough to see you get over this. We can do this together trust me" she squeezes my hands gently and I smiled in response.

“???? “ her replied. She waited if he replied. Just a minute he replied. “It took long time of not seeing you and don’t know where you are now but I want you to know how much I miss you. “ he replied. When she read his message, her tears fall. Why this man is telling her all this sweet words? “You better tell that words to your wife. “ she replied. “Wife?????? “ he replied on her chat. “What are you talking? “ his chat again. “Can we meet and talk? “ his chat. “I don’t understand what are you talking. What wife are you talking? “ he chat her again. “Please let’s see each other. I think we have to talk. “ his chat. “Meet me tomorrow at Starbucks east wood. “ his chat. She just seen his messag

My excitement died down a little as I was disappointed that there was no one waiting for me, just a phone call. "You have only one minute!" She hissed at me as she pushed me towards the phone. Then she stood some few feet away from me, but closer than the grumpy guard from yesterday had stood and then opened her legs a bit wide, her hands behind her back and her eyes fixed on me. I reached for the phone and placed it against my ears— the phone felt cold against my cheeks. "Hello?" I said into the phone. "What do you know about my dead ex wife?" A deep voice said over the phone.

After he payed for my things we went back to the car and he drove off. " Eve is a long time friend of mine, we umm, slept together but only a few times. After she moved away I still had her contact but lost it after some time. We haven't spoken in two years and I gotta say she looks really different ; good different. She was married but her husband and her separated and now she's single, she wanted us to meet up but I told her I couldn't. I've made up my mind to give my ex wife a chance ".

His hands settled on my waist automatically, as if they belonged there. "Devin?" "Hmm?" "I don't want to wait anymore." He went very still. "Wait for what?" "For the right moment or for everything to be perfect." I met his eyes. "I've been waiting my whole life for things to be perfect. My mother waited, and she never got to see me married. She never got to see me take over the company. She never got to see any of it." I tightened my grip on his neck. "I don't want to wait anymore. I want you right now"