Ex-husband Got Crazy When I Disappear Novels & Stories

My fingers tightened around the phone. Another notification came in immediately after that. An image. I stared at it, my vision blurring slightly. A picture of a menstrual pad. A pink bracelet wrapped around her wrist in the picture. The bracelet looks so familiar. Before I could process that thought, another message popped up. “Meet me at Morris Hotel, let’s celebrate your new age together Mr Blackwood.” Mr Blackwood. My husband. My chest tightened so painfully it felt like I couldn’t breathe. I couldn’t unlock the phone. I didn’t know his password.

His eyes were wide with fury as he pointed at me and cursed loudly, "Hazel, I truly misjudged you! I thought you were kind-hearted just because you took good care of my parents all these years. "In the end, you were plotting for my family's fortune and wanted to kick me out of the house! "A cruel woman like you, I want to divorce you immediately! Also, I have to take my child away too. I can't let him stay with you and learn bad habits!" Looking at his sanity-snapped appearance, I let out a smile. "I don't understand what you are talking about. "My husband is the heir of the Wingers, and he's been missing and has passed away. Exactly what divorce do you want to get with me?"

“He, at first, tried to create a scene, threatening to close down the café if they don’t provide you. The manager came in, calmed him down and asked what he wanted. Thankfully, your colleagues said nothing or indicated that I was friends with you, though they saw me. Your jerk of a husband…” “Ex.” I corrected, getting up to also change from my work clothes and keep the tips I’d made for the day where I usually kept them. Even though I was yet to sign any divorce papers with him or pay up the debt, I didn’t want to be associated with him in any way. That guy was a monster in suit. “Ex husband reported that you left the house after stealing from him and assaulted his mother and sister. That’s

It had been so long since she looked at me this way and lately her eyes had been filled with sadness and tears. One thing I loathed more than anything else was seeing My Sally cry. I hated it, especially with how she tended to ignore me when she was sad and overwhelmed. Above all, I hated seeing her close and intimate with other men. Just like that, my head filled with the images of Leon being so close to Sally. The memory of his hands on her body, that snarky smile that he gave me. I felt my smile fall from my lips, and my expression go cold. That’s it. It made me pissed that it took this long for me to decide to go public about my marriage with sally. If I had announced her as my wife at t

But I know that I am losing my mind. I run my fingers through my hair and grit my jaw. I need to get a grip. “ A woman…like that came here. But she didn’t come alone. She came with her husband. ” The man blurts suddenly, making me freeze in my spot. Husband?

It was him. My stomach fell and I felt like I was looking at a ghost. Darrell, my ex-husband. What the hell was he doing here?

He was very excited. Looking at his bright smile, I felt utterly cold inside, as if I had fallen into a thousand-year-old ice cellar. A chill ran through me from head to toe… my husband of seven years, what means would he use to make me disappear from this world, to become his stepping stone to surrender to his mistress?

“You wouldn't want a reminder, would you?” “I-I’m sorry,” he choked out, his eyes bulging, veins bulging in his neck and forehead. He looked like a weak puppy. The sight unsettled me for a brief moment. An ugly voice in the back of my mind whispered that I was being too hard. With an exasperated sigh, I released him with a shove. My fingers trembled as they fell to my sides. I could not exactly remember when last I crashed out this bad. But this one was valid. My wife was missing, and there was no fucking clue as to where she could have disappeared to.

He was about to go when I called him back. "To clear your curiosity, I never for once had anything to do with Andrew Dickinson, the video you saw was not true, but you lost your marriage because you did not trust your newly wedded wife. I was at home all through the week you went on that emergency trip. Maybe that might help... Now you can leave, ex-husband." I smirked at him as his mouth hung open. He walked out with hurt visible on his face, while I smirked.

In those twenty minutes, I'm sure that I've gotten twenty thousand questions about his whereabouts. I wish I could tell them that my husband vanished because he doesn't want anything to do with me. Because he thinks that this marriage is a fùcking mistake. A marriage that was his idea - not mine - his! A marriage that I refused at first. But because I desperately wanted revenge, I signed the fùcking contract. Now karma has come to bite my ass.