Ex-husband Got Crazy When I Disappear Novels & Stories

- Calm down my guy, come to the house so I can understand what's going on. - Didn't you see my wife at your place this morning? - Come to my place! I'm waiting for you, you'll tell me what's wrong. He hangs up, but what kind of mess am I in? What did I do to deserve this? Can't I even have a little fun? Is this becoming a disaster? My wife disappears, she wants to cheat on me! Since when does a wife cheat on her husband because he cheated on her? She'll pay for this, she won't be able to sit down for days!

“Isn’t that a bit….” “They are seeing me, I am not sick, neither am I lost or in danger. We all know that we are all safe and sound, it’s a different case when my husband disappeared without a trace, or information about his were about and I am being ignored.” I bit back. He sighed and ran his hand over his head. “Take it easy on them.” he entered and I flashed him another glare. “I am,” I took his hands off my waist and walked forward. “Why are you getting angry at me?” he yelled from behind me, but I gave him no reply and started down the stairs.

“My wife was trying to marry someone else when she was already legally married to me. Plus, my brother, the golden child, is getting the one thing I want, and that is you. I couldn’t let him do that. So, when he introduced us, I snapped. I said the one thing that I knew would make his cheating butt leave you. I’m so sorry that it turned out like this. However, I never planned on letting you disappear like again that day. I tried right away to find you, but you were already gone.” My desperate search shortly after she left the church comes flooding back. I looked everywhere but I couldn’t find her. By the time I hired the private investigator, she was already gone and had moved out of

"If you're afraid the divorce might affect ties between our families, we can get it done discreetly and announce it later. That will give you enough time to handle any troubles." "How considerate," he remarked sarcastically. "I'm already being considerate, so can you at least show some appreciation?" she retorted. "Who knows what tricks you are planning behind my back again?" he said. She paced up and down, trying to figure out how to convince him. Frustrated, she walked down the flight of stairs. Just as she was about to speak up, her eyes widened in disbelief. A person had fallen off a wheelchair, lying next to a small puddle of blood.

I replied to her with even a louder tone that made the people around us interested in what we had going on. She sat down back, unable to talk or reply to me as I had created the scene she wanted. “Firstly, you don't get to talk to me about what or who I want to be with, Travis was my ex-husband you stole from me and now he wants me back, you're on the edge…I don't even have his time yet, you're all worked up just imagine if i do, what will be the outcome of you?” I asked and she clutched her fist tightly but didn't say anything.

I must have hit my head somewhere, because there is no fucking way Gabriel had once been married. “What the hell, Gabe?” I shouted, not even sure how I felt. “How the fuck is she your ex-wife? When did you even get married, let alone get a fucking divorce?” Gabe abruptly stands up and starts to pace the spacious space. Music was booming downstairs, and there was chattering all around, but that didn’t seem to faze him. It seemed like the chaos inside him was greater than that outside. “Calm down Gabe and tell me how the fuck no one knew you were married,” I said, trying to calm him down. “I know you and I fucking know that you wouldn’t marry unless you were pushed to it.”

Instead, he simply looked at me and said, "This show that you and Irene had put on truly is fascinating. Do you think you can make me take pity on you by going to the hospital and presenting a fake medical record to me? "The police are searching for Nat now. You better pray she's okay. Otherwise, I will never forgive you." Suddenly, I laughed. At the same time, an inexpressible sense of sorrow surged in my heart. I became so panicked that I fell down the stairs and miscarried when I learned that Natalie had been kidnapped. Yet, my husband deemed me as a jealous spouse who would only hide his phone away. Nonetheless, it turned out that there were times when he lost his composure and went on a

“Thanks, but it’s okay. I’m not really hungry.” “You know, I came by earlier because I wanted to ask you if you’d like to watch this new comedy film showing at the local cinema… Imagine how shocked I was when I came in here and found someone harassing you.” I actually chuckled. “Surprise, surprise. My ex-husband managed to ruin my day again, even though I’m supposed to be miles away from our old home.” “Hey, it was bound to happen, Sophia. But it could be over now. We may never hear from them again.”

The first time I caught her, I chased her lover out of the house naked. The second time, I slashed her assistant's face. The third time, I showed up at her company and caused the stock price to tank. I can't even remember how many times it happened anymore. All I remember is my own hoarse screaming and the ugly snarl on my face. Everyone who saw me would sneer, "Here comes the crazy husband again." And each time, Sarah just pushed further. But this life? I'm done with her. All I want is a quiet, comfortable life.

The nurse blinked. “I’m sorry?” “I said no.” This time my voice was firmer. “I don’t want to see him.” She hesitated, clearly caught off guard. “But he insists he’s your husband.” A bitter smile tugged at my lips. “Husband?” I almost laughed. “What kind of husband ignores his wife while she’s screaming in pain?” The nurse fell silent. “What kind of husband tells his wife there’s no money for her medication…” “…then buys another woman a mansion?”