Ex Husband Novels & Stories

"It has been three years already. I was just thinking what if she might—" "I don't want to talk about her," Retreating, the lawyer drew a deep breath. Tan grabbed his car keys, obviously trying to dismiss the topic fully. All he wanted to do is to get back home to finally get some rest and most likely call it a day. "Aren't you going to see her?" He looked back at him. "For what? I don't see any reason why I should," "But she's your wife," he answered. "Ex-wife," he corrected him.

Reporters alternately looked at Glara and Damian. "Yes, he's my ex-husband. We divorced a few months ago because he neglected my son, Gama, and had an affair with one of the children of a renowned entrepreneur," Glara explained calmly, and a smile never left her face. "How could your son be neglected?"

Like she didn’t just rip my fucking heart out. "Wait,' there is a pause as the realization of what I just heard finally catches up with me, “What?! A year and a couple of months?! Are you kidding me?! That's almost how long we have been married!" Disgust. Rage. Nausea. They all run through my veins as I say the words out loud. My husband and his Ex. Fucking for a year and a couple of months while still coming home to me. I turn on my heel and bolt.

He glanced at Vivian briefly, then looked back at me. “Let’s just pretend to get divorced. Don’t worry, it’s only to make Vivian happy. She wants a status, so I’ll give it to her formally. But behind it all, I’ll still be your husband. Once I get bored of her, I’ll divorce her, and we’ll go back to how things were! You just need to be patient for a while, Cas.”

Now he just disappears without saying a word. But see, I know for a fact that he's not cheating on me. That's not the person that he is, at all. Especially having been through the things he has with his exes. He's got a lot going on, which is something I understand. Aaron Miller is the busiest, most successful man in the country right now. He's also my husband of a little over three years.

Martins grumbled watching them leave. “ Let me guess, is that your husband?” “ No ! That's Martin's,my ex-husband's uncle” I replied. “ Ex husband?” “ We are no longer married,I mean I forgot about the divorce but I eventually remembered…Luke and I aren't married” I frowned. “ Then his uncle likes you,What a great twist and a funny triangle as well” Richard laughed. “ Shut up…Martins don't like me ,We just have this love and hate kind of friendship,We have known each other before I got married to Luke, Yeah so it's nothing like that…”

A familiar voice said excitedly as he ran down the staircase still talking. "You let me fuck others before they come over to your house, so why not-" He froze at the Spot, immediately he saw me and I cursed my entire existence over again. My alleged husband is my Ex's elder brother.

"Do you have a death wish or do you know who she is?" Travis could never take such insults no matter how richer than him anyone was, so naturally, his face had already darkened. He slipped his hands into his pocket as he gave Henry a leveled look. "Mr Anderson , with all due respect. This lady here is my ex-wife and she shouldn't be of concern to you. I doubt you even know her.” Henry scoffed. "Really? Are you trying to insinuate that I won't know my own wife? Do you have a death wish!?"

For five years, Claire Carter mourned the twins she believed were dead. Blaming herself, she clung to Ethan, hoping another baby could save their marriage. Instead, he shattered her with one question: “Have you looked at yourself lately?” Then Claire discovered Ethan had another family: Olivia, the woman Claire had rescued and trained, and a five-year-old son who called him Daddy. While Claire grieved, Ethan and Olivia lived as a perfect family. But the betrayal runs deeper. The grave Claire visited for five years may not hold her twins. Now pregnant again, Claire chooses divorce, reclaims her company, and exposes Olivia. The grieving wife is gone. In her place stands

Deep down, I felt Jerry would be sober and filled with remorse as I had just caught him cheating, I felt at least he would try to apologize, but instead, I was slapped with divorce papers. "Why are you handing me divorce papers?" I stuttered; he got up from the bed and moved closer to me. "I know you're stupid, but I didn't know you had an understanding problem too," he yelled. "Now listen carefully, I am done with this charade called a marriage, I refuse to continue...," Jerry screamed, and I flinched. "You can't just leave me like that; what will you tell the public happened to our perfect marriage? We just celebrated our seventh anniversary yesterday, people will talk," I tried so hard to