Dear Ex Wife Wait For Me Novels & Stories

“They said I should come back for the result, ma'am. But I really hope the results will come out positive. My future husband and I have been trying for a while now.” “Awww, that's so sweet. I'm sure it will be positive. But why didn't your husband come with you?” “He will come next time and I'll surely introduce him to you. I'll drag him here if I have to.” She emphasised, before she turned her eyes to spot Paige and Cedric. Both looking like they have been caught up in some horror movie or apocalypse. Marlynn was exhilarating. “Awww, why are you both looking like that?” She jabbed, “Aren't you guys happy for me?”

“Are we?” The air changed slightly. He held my gaze. “No,” he said firmly. “We are not undefined.” Silence settled. “Then let them speculate,” I said. Midday brought something I did not expect. A message from Briar Glen. Not from family. From Thomas. My ex husband. The name alone slowed my breathing. I stared at the notification for several seconds before opening it. I saw the article. Congratulations. You always wanted more. I did not know how to respond.

In the Vinci Rivera Group, Keegan looked at the video on his phone. A softness flashed through his eyes. Vermont sent a WhatsApp message that said, "Look. Retreating to advance is also a good way. Look at your ex-wife's expression. She probably feels disappointed because she didn't see you."

“When you left… You left after I asked you for a marriage, Nathalie. And I thought that maybe, you never really wanted me. Everyone kept on telling me to stop and just move on because you have already had what you want from me, my wealth, fame, and power.” I looked down at our hands and slightly squeezed his hand that was holding me. “But no, that’s not the woman I know and would never be the woman that I loved so much in my entire life,” his words were firm. I can already tell how many people have heard him saying those hopeful words of his. “So, I waited for you to come back.” My lips quivered when I couldn’t handle my tears anymore. “Every day I would wake up, I will look for you everywhe

Answering the call, I said sharply, “I saw your gift, but I’m not interested.” “What gift?” he asked, confusion evident in his voice. “I didn’t send you anything. What are you talking about?” “Oh,” I said, feeling slightly awkward. “Never mind. I thought it was from you. Maybe it’s from a friend.” “Hmm… okay. I actually called to ask how your tomorrow looks.” “Grayson, I’m still shocked by your confession. Leave me alone. I haven’t forgiven you for deceiving me.” “Your ex-husband will come after you soon. Why can’t we be together? I’ll do anything for you. You’re my wife, remember, you signed a one-year contract marriage with me.”

I muttered. My ex wife was making me lose my mind.

My father was still pissed with me for getting married to a nobody. It was obvious in his body language, and the way he addressed me. He had made his intentions clear and it was either I aligned to his rules or I walked out that door and never came back. I was jobless, bored and itching to get busy with my revenge plan. I was also sleep deprived and in dire need of any kind of distraction. My phone rang at that moment, averting my attention to the unknown Caller ID displayed on my screen. “Anna Bel Air, who am I speaking to?”

I couldn’‍t hold it in. “What exactly do you want sir?.......You wa⁠nt to know why I’m here huh? My husband, well soon‌ to‌ be ex fuc‌ked‍ my stepsist‍er in our damn b‍ed, gave m‌e‌ divorce papers. After‍ I gave him everything.‍ I held him up when he‍ had nothing, typed his p⁠lans⁠ till my fingers bled, paid all⁠ his bills. And my inheritance….billions of dollar‌s, Dad’s comp‌any, I signed it over because I loved him, I bu⁠ilt his‍ e‌mpire. And now he’s kicki⁠ng me⁠ out by the weekend, laug⁠hing with her, taking every penny from‌ m‌e.”

he whispered in my ears, and I just nodded. I sat down looking beautiful, smiling like I was the happiest woman on earth, but deep down I was nothing, just empty and bitter. "Where is your husband," Mrs Joy asked after 20 minutes. "He went to answer a call," I replied "Go look for him," she commanded, "you both need to give your vote of thanks." "Okay Ma'am," I stood up immediately and left.

Maybe she was just tired of being a ghost in her own marriage. She turned to face him, fully. Gathered the shreds of herself into something that resembled courage. may be worthless in your eyes,she said. Each word scraped her throat raw. “But can’t you show me some love? Even for a minute, I would be glad. Even a lunatic is shown some love. Am I more worthless than a lunatic? Her breath hitched, but she didn’t stop. I know it’s just three months left. But can you at least regard me as your wife once? Just once.