Dear Ex Wife Wait For Me

“Mr Daniel, if we abort the baby, her womb might be damaged, the pregnancy is already a month.” “I do not care, doctor, I know what I have invested in your hospital, are you going to defy my orders? That bastard in her womb needs to be removed and I don’t f**king care if the option is taking out her womb, go on with the process..” What? He is going to kill our baby because of Rosa. “Please, don’t harm our baby, our child is innocent.” I begged in a faint voice, he turned to look at me, hoping he would have mercy instead, his Eyes were dead cold, giving me the chills all over my body, “What are you waiting for doctor, get rid of that thing now. “ The doctor signaled his nurses, I struggled but they gripped me as the doctor prepared the injection to kill my baby. “Please don’t kill my baby, please.” I cried out nonstop with everything left of me. I lost my voice as the doctor pierced the needle into my vein, my vitals became weak. I will never forgive Daniel and Rosa. I will make them pay….. Five years later, I returned as a multibillionaire and now the son of the devil that was once my husband wanted me back ,little did he know I am the devil herself. I am here to steal, destroy and ruin his life, the weak Lisa he once knew died that day at the hospital.

"I want you back, I can't let the president have you." Hailey froze, for a moment she thought she didn't hear him clearly until he repeated himself. She laughed loudly, as she looked at the almighty mafia don that had used her and dumped her when he achieved his goal. "Were you dreaming when you filed for a divorce," Hailey whispered with a bedroom voice. She knew he wanted her back but was he worthy of her precious second chance? In a world where love is taken for granted and forgiveness is a sin, will Hailey go back to the past that once broke her, or embrace new love? Updated daily from mondays to saturdays. Subscribe to read, or wait to read for free…The choice is yours. ❤💋

"You think you can just walk away?" he rasped. "Last night was a mistake," she shot back. "I don’t need you." He smirked, stepping closer. "That’s where you’re wrong, Squishy. You want revenge? You want Caleb and Isabella to suffer?" Elena’s pulse pounded. "Then let’s make a deal." **** Betrayed. Humiliated. Abandoned. After five years of marriage, Elena’s husband hands her divorce papers—right in front of his ex. Determined to move on, she drowns her sorrows in a bar… only to wake up next to a powerful stranger. Caspian Nightingale isn’t just any man—he’s her ex-husband’s ruthless uncle. And he has an offer: a one-year marriage contract. With his power, Elena can make her enemies pay. But as their deal turns into something dangerously real, she realizes one thing—Caspian always gets what he wants. And this time, he wants her.

Annabel Davis lost her mother and unborn child on the same day and she was even more heartbroken to find out that Mr Davis, her father-in-law is responsible for their death. To make matters worse, her husband did not believe her. Instead, he served her divorce papers for trying to frame his father for murder. Annabel had too much to bear in the twinkling of an eye. Vowing to avenge the death of her unborn child and mother and her husband's cruelty, she returns three years later wealthy and influential, under the name Natalia to hide her real identity and exert her revenge. However, upon setting her eyes on the only man her heart beat for Annabel is in between her love for this man and her revenge on his father. Love or Duty, which would Annabel choose? Follow this exhilarating book to find out!

Just before my wedding, I did the unthinkable—I switched places with Raine Miller, my fiancé's childhood sweetheart. It had been an accident, but I uncovered the painful truth—Bruno Russell, the man I loved, had already built a happy home with Raine. I never knew before, but now I do. For five long years in our relationship, Bruno had never so much as touched me. I once thought it was because he was worried about my weak heart, but I couldn't be more mistaken. He simply wanted to keep himself pure for Raine, to belong only to her. Our marriage wasn't for love. Bruno wanted me so he could control my father's company. Fine! If he craved my wealth so much, I would give it all to him. I sold every last one of my shares, and then vanished without a word. Leaving him, forever.

After marrying the man she had been eyeing secretly, Aria thought that she would have a happy ever-after. But on their third wedding anniversary, her world was shattered into a million pieces. She had been eager to celebrate their wedding anniversary, but when she went looking for husband, she found him on top of her step-sister, on his office table. Shattered, and unable to make sense of what was happening, Aria accepted a deal from her ex-husband's arch-enemy, but before they agreed to anything, they had to set rules. Aria's rule nu, Would Aria and Damian stick to their rules, or would they let their hearts rule?

This is a soulmate AU. In this universe there are people who have soulmate marks and others who don't have one. There is no discrimination or anything for the two kinds, there is no 'one is better than the other' thing. It's just one of the realities of life. This story comes with a twist though. Soulmates are most compatible on every level, physically, emotionally, intellectually as well as age-wise. However, what happens if you meet your soulmate in your mid-teens only to find out that he is just a toddler? Lest assured, there will be no creepy child sex or anything here. Story of 17-year old Schuyler Raverton and his 5-year-old soulmate Olliver Langdon and their journey into adulthood and finally getting together.

Ah! Mrs Gates, you're glowing. Your husband is taking good care of you. You keep getting more beautiful by the day.” “Of course, Mr Clinton loves his wife the most. Can't you see how in love they are? Do you think he would let her do something as stressful as working?” “That's true. I wish I were in her shoes. A perfect billionaire housewife with a doting husband who worships her. The last time he bought Star of the Sea at the auction, I immediately knew that his love for her was unlimited,” another high-class woman chimed as I passed by them. I halted in my tracks. Star of the Sea? How come I can't remember him giving it to me? Before I could process everything, another figure stepped in. A figure that I dread mentioning her name. Yeah, it was her. Louisa Carter, my husband’s childhood sweetheart. The woman whose existence threatens to tear my marriage apart. “How does it feel to be divorcing the man you love? Why didn't you tell those silly women the truth— that you're nothing to Clinton? You're just trash, not worth mentioning.” She hissed. I looked up at her the moment I heard divorce. Clinton has not told our family yet and even ordered me to keep it a secret. How did she know? “Mrs Gates? What a joke!” she continued. You're just sitting on an empty shell. His heart, his body, his wealth, his company, they all belong to me. You have nothing except the name. ******* Everyone in the city assumed Joanna was the precious wife of Clinton Gates because of how boastful he was of her. What they didn’t know was that all he did was just a public stunt until Joanna boldly threw divorce papers in his face.

He broke her heart. Now, she’s breaking his pride. After years of being the perfect wife to billionaire heartthrob Ethan Rayne and enduring his countless affairs, Brielle walks away. And this time, she isn’t looking back. Ethan isn’t used to losing, especially not to a woman. Now he’s desperate to win her back… only to realize she’s no longer the naive wife he once controlled. His ego stands in the way. But the biggest threat? Brielle no longer needs him.

Roseline After two years with Sinclair, all I want is a divorce, I want my freedom back. It's obvious now that he'll never love me. I've snapped out of my delusion, I want out! But when he tells me he can't give me what I want I'm frustrated and devastated. I'm determined to leave by hook or by crook, he still doesn't let his claws off me, he chases me and I don't stop running. But when my cold, impassive, depressed ex-husband kneels in front of me, I'm at a loss for words and I wonder if I can still pretend to hate him.