Ex Husband Please Be Gentle Novels & Stories

He was this type of man— one that was dangerous and at the same mild depending on what side he wanted you to see. Frank was never this way, probably that was the reason why I didn't know how to love. My ex had been all fifty shades of black. There was a feeling of desperation around when he left and as soon as he had left my phone buzzed as I stared at the message that popped in. Apparently, it turned out to be Nate. I had been trying all I could to get apologize about almost getting murdered out there in my husband's patio He had ignored my messages for the last two days and was texting now to say my apology was accepted and looked to be inviting me for a drink by morning.

“You sure will, 'cause you won't like what's coming behind you. And who's that guy?” “He…is um, a school friend,” I can't tell my dad that's my ex-husband even if a knife is put on my neck. Fabian doesn't have to face my Dad's wrath for any reason. “Your school friend, is he so blind that he didn't see your date?” “It was a misunderstanding, but it won't happen again, Sir,” My Father's eyes linger on me a little longer. His eyes are judgemental and contemptuous. “This was not in our arrangement, I should punish you,”

“I'm sorry Stephen. But you need to know that Scott and I parted ways years ago” Stephen inhaled deeply, he touched my hand holding his arm tenderly. It was a gentle touch that eased my mind a little. “I've always seen you and Allison as my family. I didn't know how attached I was to you both until last night where your ex-husband- He dipped his head down pausing his speech. My heart stretched with so much pain and anger directed to one person. Maybe it was time I taught him a lesson so that he won't try to cross the line again.

His voice was softer now. “You know I miss the kind you, the gentle you. You were not like this, now we’re always fighting with no break. I missed when we barely had issues.” He said. Of course, he’ll miss having a docile wife but all that was in the past. “You made me like this.” I simply replied. “Okay you know what, we’re going to talk about the apology later, let me leave you to work but remember to come home early:” He said.

"Yes," I said finally, my voice strong and commanding. "Gideon Grayson is my ex-husband. Emphasis on ex." I leaned forward by just a little, my eyes sharp as needles. "And that's all he'll ever be. A mistake I left behind, just like the old me."

I didn’t bother hiding. I hated that he has stirred me up with all those mixed signals, only to turn around and act like I meant nothing. Honestly, I was just relieved I hadn’t given in to the temptation. He took the remote and pressed pause. Finally giving me his full attention— if only to indulge my complaints. “Ex-wife,” he corrected, punctuating the word with a dismissive Wave of his finger. “Also, I could have remembered, even if you didn’t help me.” I groaned quietly, I didn’t want to argue with him.

The man who once stomped on my dignity like it was nothing, now reduced to… this. And honestly, what did that have to do with me? “I’m sorry to hear that,” I said, taking a slow breath, forcing my voice to stay calm and rational. “But this isn’t something I can fix. He needs a therapist, or he needs to figure things out by himself. I’m just the ex-wife he threw out of his territory. I can’t help.”

“I am your ex-wife. The only reason I pick your calls is because of our son. Don’t ever touch me like that again.” “What?” He chuckled lightly, like it was some kind of joke. “It was just a harmless kiss, Aurelia. Don’t make it dramatic.” “Harmless?” I repeated, disbelief burning through my veins. “Don’t you ever treat me like we’re lovers. We are not.” There was a pause. Then, in that low, smooth voice he said, “But we can be again.” “Goodbye, Grant.” I hung up before he could finish. My hand shook as I stared at my phone, anger simmering beneath my ribs.

“Hmm... let’s not talk about that.” He nodded in agreement. “I have to say you look really beautiful ma’am.” I raised a brow at him making him almost choke his drink terrified. “I am sorry I just can’t get over the fact that I am here with my boss’s ex-wife.” Ex-wife. That is what people will call me when they find out. Focus on the date that is the whole point of this. I placed my hand on Gerald’s big ones and smiled at him. “I understand. You know what I know what we can do to get past this.”

"I am your Ex-wife and we are divorced. You have no right to question me. I can dance. Talk or hug any other guy I want. Your no one to tell me what I should do." "I HAVE. YOU'RE STILL MINE. I DON'T CARE ABOUT THOSE FUCKING PAPERS. THEY CAN'T TAKE YOU AWAY FROM ME. YOU'RE STILL MINE AND MINE." I stepped back stunned at his sudden yelling. My eyes slightly expanded as well witnessing him behaving so aggressively. I wanted to fight. Wanted to shout at him with equal intensity but I know well how to not take chances. He's angry I can't make him angrier. He might end up doing something which I don't know for him but surely will be harmful to me.