Ex Esposa Novels & Stories

I snarl. "Ex-wife," Shawn corrects coldly. "She's your ex-wife, Cole. You divorced her, remember? Threw her away for your new Luna. So what she does now—who she's with—is none of your business." "The hell it isn't! She's the mother of my pups—"

She felt the energy of nervousness fizzing under her skin, as well as a bit of excitement For the past few weeks since the news of her divorce from Felix reached the public, Wren felt like all the branding she had been getting was ‘Felix’s ex-wife’. Being his wife wasn’t even a worthy enough identity, let alone the aftermath title of it. She needed them to see Wren Austin from now on and not the discarded appendage of a man she wasted three good years of her life with.

"Serving your lust in bed. I'm pretty sure you like women like me," Nora whispers before Felix's face. "Nora Sawyer. You're not my type, I don't like bitches who easily throw their bodies at men. Do you recognize my wife? She's Elisabelt Catherine Taylor, a top model who's so beautiful that she's often the target of many wealthy men, and I'm the lucky wealthy man who married her. Elisa is a woman of equal value to me; even my lust can only be satisfied by Elisa. Only Elisa!" said Felix, looking deeply into Nora's eyes, staring at him unblinkingly. "Get rid of your dirty thoughts about me; stop fantasizing wildly," he continued.

She's the unlucky one in my life. She's the one making my life difficult, disturbing my quiet world. She's Chrisanya Evangelista-Zhymian. She's my wife.

“I’m not your friend. And I’m not here to fight. I’m here to take my wife home.” “Ex-wife,” Valentina corrected, finding her voice. “The divorce papers should have arrived by now.”

He can see it in Dwyane's eyes. "What is the name of your wife?" PO2 Lopez asked. "Rhea Montreal," Dwyane answered. "Is she really your wife? You do not have the same surnames," PO2 Lopez asked with confusion. "Actually, we are just live in partners." PO2 Lopez looked at Miss Fatima. "Miss Fatima, do you know who is Rhea Montreal and what is her relationship to you?" he asked. "She is my bestfriend, before," Miss Fatima answered with a low tone in the word 'before'. "She is also the ex-wife of my husband." she added.

TWO YEARS AND THREE MONTHS BACK “Benny proposed last night saying I was the only woman he could ever imagine as his wife. Can you tuck inagine? The fucker dared to say it to my face while fucking that Bitch-are you even listening? Hey! Rara!” I jolted forward when someone shook me by the shoulders.

Estonia THE nerve of this guy to call me his wife and not only that also ask for a kiss! I didn't mind his word but instead, I looked out at the window and tried to ignore his "What a way to greet your husband, huh?" he said while I continued looking out at the window of the car still not minding him. I didn't know where we were going and he was still not telling me either. "Ex, Travis. Ex-husband," I corrected him when I noticed he still wouldn't stop referring to me as his wife.

Thomas pulls some papers out of the folder, “I have the contract here. As you can see, Maxwell signed his. The contract explains that in the case of abuse or infidelity that you are allowed to file without penalties. In two years, if you have no feelings for my son, you are welcome to divorce him without penalties and I will continue to fund your father’s care. If you divorce him before the two-year mark, then you pay back everything that was invested plus penalty fees. You won’t be entitled to any assets until five years of marriage. If he files for divorce before the two years, then you are not liable.” My mind is racing with different thoughts. I pick up the contract and begin to scan thr

“The pay is ten times more than here.” Marie raised her eyebrows. “Ten times?” “Yes. And most of all… It’s far from my past.” I was talking about my ex-husband. I didn’t want to see him again. He had left us and the best thing was to keep my distance from that bastard and try to start a new life with my daughter. When we got to the airport, Selena saw the planes as her eyes were wide open. “Mama, look at the big plane!” “Yes, baby, we’re getting on that one.”