Ex Husband Novels & Stories

It was a statement of fact, delivered with the same gravity he used to close billion-dollar deals. "Not a return to what we were," he continued, his eyes locked on mine. He didn't blink. "I don't want the ghost of our marriage, Sera. I want something new. Something we build from here, on the ground we’ve cleared. I want it to be permanent." I felt the air leave my lungs. My fingers tightened on the shears. I wanted to look away, to find something else to focus on, but he wouldn't let me. His gaze was a tether, pulling me toward him.

“Was he your previous lover?” Lover? It was I who only loved my ex-husband. He never did that to me. “Lover is such a serious word. But yes. He was once my husband. Ex-husband, to be specific. We already signed the divorce paper. He was the one who wanted to divorce me.” Hawk flinched. “Even after he knew about your son.” I threw my gaze at the window. Tall buildings welcomed my sight, and then I shifted my gaze back at Hawk.

After a long pause, he replied, "I will give you one last chance. I'll let things slide if you move back here." Charlotte sighed and said, "No, thank you." She was reminded about the time they had just gotten married; he was drunk and called her name. But hearing his arrogant voice was just off-putting. "If there's nothing else, I'm hanging up. As I said before, let's get divorced as quickly as possible. Preferably by tomorrow morning." With that, she hung up. Back in the mansion, Griffith was leaning on the sofa. He furrowed his brow, looking at the blank phone screen. He closed his eyes and tossed his phone onto the couch.

He sounded irritated. “Let me finish.” “No, it’s okay. I guess you expect me to go back to my ex-wife too.” “I thought she had passed?” He did make it clear his ex-wife died long ago. “Yes, but maybe you want me to dig up her grave, because apparently for you, your ex-husband was alive, and now you have decided to return to him.” He was being sarcastic, and I didn’t know how to respond, as I knew how much her death still affected him. She was the reason he didn’t want to commit in the first place. That’s why it didn’t work between us.

Xander’s eyes softened, but he didn’t interrupt me, letting me pour out my heart. “Then there was my ex husband.” I laughed out a very ugly laugh. “We were perfect on paper, but there wasn't really an spark in our marriage. Foolish me was trying to convince myself that it would get good with time and that he would learn to love me more in the marriage. I also wanted the marriage to work and have a baby because I was getting old too. We had Ethan and I thought finally a breakthrough, he'd love me more because of the baby. But he didn't, I found him pants down in our home railing one of the many models he worked with.”

He reprimanded me and walked away. "Dad, Xavier is not my ex-husband; at least we have to accept the truth by ourselves." Every time someone refers to him as my ex-husband, my heart aches. "We have already come to terms with reality and progressed in our lives, but you remain mired in the past, refusing to acknowledge him as your ex-husband, even though he hasn't missed a single chance to offend you." As I heard Victor's venomous voice, my eyes landed on my room's entrance.

“I think so. Just… trying to breathe.” “Good.” She sipped her wine and glanced across the room. “So… Sebastian. He’s your ex, right?” I hesitated. “Yes. We were married before.” “You two don’t act like enemies,” she noted, brows raised. “We’re not,” I said after a pause. “We’re trying not to be, anyway.” Susan smiled. “That’s rare. Usually, divorced people can’t stand the sight of each other.” I shrugged. “He’s complicated.”

He has one leg crossed over the other, with his ankle resting on his knee, in his hand he has his iPad and seems totally engrossed in whatever he is looking at. I stop in my tracks and take in the arresting look of him, with his dark hair and brooding eyes. It hits me that once upon a time, I was madly, deeply in love with Xander Staniopolis. It seems bizarre to think that he was actually my husband once too. And now look at us, both working in business together on the same project worth millions. How things have changed.

"My wife." Last year, when Xander and his wife registered their marriage, there were some problems at the Alvonia branch of Zane Corporation. After completing the registration formalities with her, he immediately flew to Alvonia and was busy for a year. During that time, she did not contact him and he was too busy to contact her. If it weren't for his grandmother's constant reminders, he would have forgotten that he was married. Now that he's back, he's ready to live a good life with her and make up for the year he owes her.

We were done in 18 minutes. *That afternoon. 2pm.* The news broke again. *BREAKING: LEAKED EMAIL SHOWS DAVID BLACKHAM PLANNED TO FRAME EX-WIFE. CHARGES UPGRADED TO RICO.* My phone exploded. Reporters. Numbers I didn’t know. But the only message I cared about was from Ethan. “You did it. Come home. Pizza’s here.” I did. We were on the couch. Blanket. His head on my shoulder.