Ex-husband Got Crazy When I Disappear Novels & Stories

It was a disaster for Lydia. "Are you crazy?" screamed Lydia after she recovered from the shock. "I'm sane." "If you were sane, you wouldn't have made out with me while there were cameras in the car." Lydia shrieked in utter anger and embarrassment. "What's wrong with that? It doesn't seem like there's a problem." "You're crazy." Lydia slapped her husband hard on the arm. "What if someone sees or hears the recordings?" Lydia hit Reino hard. It didn't hurt much, but Reino groaned with laughter. He couldn't bear to look at his wife's adorable red face.

Cute thing “Yes.. she is. She was taken from me.” “Taken.. how?” “Kidnapped. Yea, and I had to divorce my husband for her return. The husband whose ex happens to be in this same hospital, due to an accident, and he’s with her. So to answer you question honestly.. I’m miles away from fine. I’m really not okay.” I exhale. “Wow! that’s uhh really detailed.” He mumbles, a small laugh escaping him, before he can stop himself. “Oh I’m sorry. I know you think I’m weird pouring out my worries to a total stranger.”

I gritted out angrily at him for making me realize how much I had been missing and it made me feel vulnerable that he might not want to be with me after hearing this. He was silent for a while and I was preparing for his withdrawal when he said. "I'm pissed about not being your first" I turned around in shock and hit his chest, "Are you kidding?" I asked thinking he was messing with me. "No. But don't worry about it I might get over it if you give me the name of that ex of yours" He gave a sinister smile. "Never! So you can find him and torture him to death" I scoffed and returned back to what I was doing, I couldn't believe my psychotic husband.

The voice that once ruled everything. I remembered it so clearly. Back then I used to listen to his songs secretly at night, replaying them over and over like they held pieces of something I couldn't name. He wasn't just famous, he was everything. And then he disappeared. Rumors spread everywhere: he'd left the country, he'd been forced out, he was dead. No one ever knew the truth. And now.. my husband. My crazy, arrogant, impossible husband — was him? "That explains why he's so fucking rich," I muttered, still staring at the screen like it might change.

I was ready to go home this evening when I came out of the company and realized that my car was gone, at first I wanted to get mad but you know what…I wasn't really mad cause I was so exhausted to the points my hands were trembling, so a win is a win, I just thought he's taking my back home and got in the car, Nobody prepared me for the moments of being chased around by your ex-husband after divorce. You know what this man did? He drove me to a restaurant and forced me to eat so much food, and the craziest part is I wasn't even angry because back when we were married he used to make so many foods for me and I ended up almost finishing all of them, and guess what happened today

Fuck! I found a photograph from a charity gala in 2003. He was standing next to his wife who was a striking woman with dark hair and cold eyes. They looked happy, looking like they had everything. By 2005, they were divorced. By 2006, he had disappeared. Isn't it crazy how love stories come to an end? I closed the laptop and rubbed my eyes, feeling even more frustrated than I felt when I opened the laptop. The man who wanted to destroy me was invincible,the ex-wife who wanted to destroy me was untouchable, and I was sitting in my office, running out of time without knowing not even a damn thing to do.

I whispered, my blood turning to ice and then suddenly boiling over with heat. Antonio. My ex-husband. The man who had spent three years draining my bank accounts, gaslighting me into thinking I was nothing, and eventually disappearing with every cent of my savings after a particularly brutal final argument. I had spent years looking over my shoulder, terrified he'd come back to do much worse to me.

I desperately wanted to understand what he meant, but no matter how hard I tried, the pieces just wouldn’t fit together. "You say that as if it’s easy to believe. After she disappeared, her husband went into a frenzy searching for her and even abducted a woman on her wedding day just because she resembled her," I rambled as i clenched my fist, but I didn’t feel anger anymore, something told me I was meant to here, that these years where i

His eyes narrowed at my words, and he finally snapped. “Really? Because it seems to me that it is exactly what it looks like! My wife, who had disappeared without a trace from the pack for an entire month, has been living in paradise, and meeting other guys, while I worried myself sick! I wondered every single night if you were okay, or still alive, and here you are, trying to replace me!” People’s heads turned towards us at his outburst, causing the situation to become even more unbearable, and I felt my breathing becoming heavy.

I would make him suffer. I had been searching for my husband relentlessly. We had spent a long time looking for him, but that demon had managed to hide him. I wouldn't let him get away with it. I would ensure he ended up behind bars. But before that, I would make him feel my fist in his face. For a long time, I pondered the reason behind my husband's disappearance. Then it dawned on me that this deranged person had taken him away. I had already entered the house, making calls to my powerful allies. One had a formidable team, while the other owned an island nearby.