Divorced：my Ex-husband Is Addicted To Me Novels & Stories

He wished he could slap himself for the pain he had caused her. "He and I are divorced, but my ex-husband is a very stubborn and extreme person. Once he sets his mind on something, he won't let go. If he finds out I'm alive, he will definitely imprison me and Ayla." Tabitha used the word "imprison" bluntly.

I was confused by his actions but didn't pull away. " I've taken care of your company. Now that you are awake, The only thing left is to get a Divorce " " No " " Excuse me?" " I don't want a divorce "

Harvey's humiliating state was currently being captured from multiple angles by the phone cameras. Just then, the bamboo cane swung again! Sharp, stinging cracks echoed through the air. It turned out that hitting someone could be addictive. Especially when the one taking the beating was Elara's very own bastard of an ex-husband. "Even if I give you pre-made meals and takeout, I was always careful not to get caught. You looked down on me, and I despised you in return.

“I guess that’s true. But, I mean… are you here with anyone? I don’t want to have stepped on any toes. I don’t want anyone dragging my hair out—” “In case you forgot, my son just mentioned that I’m a divorcée, for the record.” “Right,” Addison says, wincing. “Sorry.” “I’m not here with anyone who would care,” Javan says. . TBC

he explained. As he said that, my grin grew wider. "So does it mean that I'm officially divorced? Does it mean that I'm no longer married to— to that woman?" I seriously had to reconfirm. He sighed, seeming like I was being disturbing. "Yes sir. You are now a divorcee. You're back to being a bachelor." He assured me. "Yes!" I uncontrollably rejoiced. It still felt so much like a dream. A dream that always felt like it wasn't going to come true.

I pushed open the heavy glass door, the golden script of “Bliss & Bloom Spa” catching the light above me. It had been three months since I’d last been here—three months of court dates, late-night arguments over text, and the hollow ache of signing divorce papers. My ex-husband had started calling again, leaving voicemails about how he missed me, how we could try again. I knew better. He missed the life I’d built without him, the promotions, the money. I was done caring.

Just one week more and then I will go away from your life forever Amara. I will be then a married man and no longer your ex husband. I admit it will be difficult at first,with your memories haunting me. But I promise to get you out of my system like you were never meant to be. The drug of your love,no wonder will be difficult to resist. Like a poison to be removed from my system. But if it means a hope for a happy future,I was ready to take a chance with it. Then will I be called. A man who broke yet survived.

“I’ve been calling Lena for days and she hasn’t answered me once. What the hell is going on.” “She’s not here,” I reply. Beth turns slowly, arms crossing. “What does that mean, she’s not here.” “It means we are divorced,” I snap. “She left.” Beth just stares at me for a second, like she’s trying to decide if I’m joking. “What the fuck do you mean, you are divorced,” she says finally. “I mean exactly what I said,” I reply. “It’s done we are over.” She lets out a sharp laugh that has no humor in it. “You are full of shit.”

Her heart pounded as she opened it, her eyes scanning the words. “I just want to say hi. And please be prepared, because very soon I’ll claim you and my children again. I admit, I chose Gold over a diamond like you, Lia. But just tell your husband, tell him your ex is back. Tell him in a way he’ll understand, like this—DEAR HUSBAND, MY EX IS BACK.”

MAXWELL She signed the divorce. The jazz in the upscale bar felt too loud tonight. I was on my third whiskey, barely tasting it. Denver leaned back in the booth. “Lunatic. If you’re already regretting it, then you shouldn’t have divorced her in the first place.” “I’m not regretting it,” I said, staring into the glass. “Bullshit.” Denver snorted. “We’re supposed to be drinking and having fun, but you’ve been staring into that glass like it owes you money. If you’re going to sit here and brood, then you shouldn’t have rushed the divorce so soon.”