Dear Ex Wife Wait For Me Novels & Stories

“ You can't barge into the room, disturbing my space and threatening my peace, I won't allow that. Till when are you going to see me for me, I am right here but you choose that bitch over me, do you think all this years with you was a joke? I have loved you, let's talk about that ! Why would you even think I would just watch you slip off my fingers, I had waited so patiently hoping you would come back to your senses but you did neither, and now I have decided not to wait for you since it's seems you would be taking forever. I am here now and for good, I will stay and we will live the rest of our life in absolute happiness and longevity, no need to.add unnecessary stress to yourself, we have

He didn't want that, but he had to. The drive was slow and peaceful, just like the old times before he met Vanessa and took Seraphina for granted. “God, I miss my wife.” Something responded back in his head. “Ex-wife.” and he exhaled and repeated. “Wife.” When he got in the house, it was quiet and cold like Vanessa hadn't stepped foot since she left the office. But Adrian couldn't care less. He sat alone in his penthouse, the memory of Vanessa's words still ringing in his ears as he poured himself a glass of whiskey.

Because his ex-wife was getting engaged to another man? Rage seethed inside me. He still cared so much about his ex-wife that much. Her engagement was the best news that I've gotten today so far and I couldn't wait to share the news to him. “What does it say?” I heard him speak. This news will certainly crush his heart into a zillion pieces and he'd have no other choice than to come around to the only family he'll ever have. I masked up my over excited expression to a look of shock and surprise. “You won't believe this. It's about Avery”

I grabbed one of the maids' phones, dialed her number, and waited. The moment she picked up, relief surged through me. She answered. “Sophia,” I said quickly before she could hang up. “It’s me.” Silence. Then, her voice came through, cold and distant. “What do you want?” I clenched my jaw. “You’re still my wife, Sophia.” A bitter laugh escaped her. “That’s funny. You’re acting like you care.” “I do care,” I said, keeping my voice controlled. “I know you’re upset with me, but everyone deserves a second chance.”

I sent the guards to take them home. Lee and I were left in the office. “So, have you gotten any response from them yet?” I asked Lee and shook his head both ways saying no. “Why are they still delaying, they should just decline if they don’t want it.” I looked angry because the days of returning the debts are very much close now. “Let’s be more positive about this, let’s just hope they accept the visitation.” Lee replied. “I forgot to tell you about seeing my ex wife yesterday.” I let out and immediately he raised his brows.

I keep waiting, but he’s not here. Where on earth is he? I pull out my phone and send a text. *I’m waiting for you* No reply. I send another. Still nothing. A tightness builds in my chest, my breath catching at my throat. Has he broken his promise again? He must be busy. It’s already past three. Mr. and Mrs. Davis finish their lunch, say goodbye, and leave. I grow tired of sitting. People arrive and depart, yet I sit, waiting for my husband.

So I decided that this three day trip will take a little longer. My dear darling, My Jingfei, My best friend, My Saviour and My wife... Would you wait for me? I want to wait near the altar as I watch you walked down the aisle. This husband of yours will definitely comeback to your side... I hope by that time I still am the one who is inside of your heart... I love you today, tomorrow and forever... Forever yours, Alexander Heroux

Did I still care? I stayed silent, the quiet between us turning heavy. My wife—no, ex-wife—had made her choice. She had walked out. Signed the papers. Declared her independence. She was leaving the country. I had done nothing to stop her. Not yet. Cheng waited, holding his breath. Would I react? Would I rush to her side? Would I let her go? I didn’t move. "Is that all?" I asked. His eyes widened slightly. "Yes, sir."

“Yes, I know him.” “Yes, he's your husband.” “Ex husband.” There was a short pause. “Okay, so Mr Nathan was supposed to come to my house the other evening. For a family gathering and he's gone silent. I can't call him… There's no way I can reach him and I'm not supposed to be this worried but he's not shown up to work this morning either.” I wished that I could answer her. “I'm sorry, we've broken contact for a long time now. I don't know the whereabouts.”

Although they could just get a plane ticket and go see each other, not like protagonists in a novel who could never afford a plane ticket and would have to wait years to reunite, Griffith still felt uneasy and even at one point didn't want to go. No kidding! He had gone through all this trouble and still ended up separating himself from his wife. Seeing his face getting darker and darker, Charlotte found it funny and quietly squeezed his hand. "I'll wait for you to come back, and when you do, I'll become the chairman's wife of the Wilson Corp!" Alright. This request was somewhat motivating. The broadcast had already started urging passengers. Most of the travelers had already moved ahead. Ju