Divorced：my Ex-husband Is Addicted To Me の小説・ストーリー

Three years jumping from one difficult work environment to another took a heavy toll on her. Edward was still surprised when he thought about yesterday's meeting. It seemed that she had aged tremendously since the divorce. He could hardly recognize her anymore. If it weren't for yesterday's chance encounter, he wouldn't know how much pain and cruelty she had endured... However, there was one thing that puzzled him. Why didn't she use her alimony?

It rendered me speechless. “Your b*stard ex is engaged a few months after he divorced you. Imagine that?”

AURORA'S POV My ex husband wasn’t just crazy, he was also as stupid as a string. I tried to remember what I saw in him at first, beyond his I*******m model looks. The answer was simple and embarrassing, he was the rebound. The fix for Aiden’s refusal and the thing I tried that almost ruined me. “We’re happily divorced. I married someone else.” I showed him my wedding finger, with an engagement ring with a diamond the size of his face shining back at him.

"Yes," I said finally, my voice strong and commanding. "Gideon Grayson is my ex-husband. Emphasis on ex." I leaned forward by just a little, my eyes sharp as needles. "And that's all he'll ever be. A mistake I left behind, just like the old me."

I whisper to myself. "What did you say?" Noah inquires. As someone who doesn't indulge in alcohol often, even a small sip of wine makes me feel weightless, as if I were a delicate butterfly soaring towards the ceiling. Another sip escapes my lips, freeing my tongue to speak without inhibition. You might find it interesting to learn that I am currently a newly divorced mother, navigating life with twin 8-year-old girls. Unfortunately, my ex-husband took advantage of my Love for him, and cheated on me with his ex-girlfriend, whom he is so obsessed with, right from when we were still dating. and as we speak, they are currently planning their wedding. He audaciously planned to snatch my precious

she yells. "A married woman, you say? I'm already divorced, for God's sake! And again, he's not your husband, so I think it's high time you start identifying him as your ex-husband. And mind you, I'm not as cheap as you... if I weren't divorced, I wouldn't have had a thing with Dante. Unlike you, who got screwed repeatedly on your matrimonial bed... what a shame."

I unlocked my phone and sent a message to Richardson on W******p: > “Hey sweetie, I’m home—even though I’m not. Just wanted to see your reaction. I promise we’ll fix this.” He was online, but didn’t respond. An hour passed. I sat on the couch, holding Harley close. Then, his reply came: > “I’ll send the divorce papers soon. Sign them ASAP. I don’t want you in my life anymore.” On his W******p status, I saw a picture of him with Delilah—together in a romantic pose. It wasn’t a new picture. So he had already reunited with his ex. He was cheating. That explained everything.

I can’t believe him! “ANSWER ME!” He shouted again and slammed his fists against the wall just beside my face. I looked at him with widened eyes before I pushed and slapped him. However, he seemed like a wall that could not be shaken by even the strongest earthquake. He was still standing in front of me with a darkened expression on his face. “It’s none of your freaking business, Tyler! We're already divorced and you’re not the only one who wants to be happy! If you can find a woman you want to marry again, I can find someone for me too—”

"I am your husband, so I have every right to stick my nose where it belongs." "Ex husband, Cillian Laurent," Bellatrix clarified. "In a few days, you'll be a stranger." "And you think I'll allow that to happen." Cillian's response completely caught her off guard. She stared at him, unable to comprehend what he meant. "I've told you once, haven't I?" He started, "You can try, but no one in this city would take your divorce case unless I say so. You can try again, this time around, I promise you, not a single soul would listen to you. So you better kiss those horse dreams of being with that bastard goodbye. There's no way you're getting divorced from me."

offer. Joey's face turned thunderous. "What did you say?" "I said, no thank you," I repeated. "We're divorced, Joey. A clean break is best. It prevents complications." I thought of my intensely jealous husband. Dante's possessiveness scared even me. Being rejected again and again had finally pushed Joey over the edge. He pointed a finger at my nose and snarled, "Adriana! You ungrateful bitch!" "I've been more than generous! What more could you possibly want?"