Ex Husband Please Be Gentle Novels & Stories

I clicked on call’ and put the phone near my ear. Ring Ring. “Hello Bella? I knew you'd call” “Jarrod,” I said boredly. “Tell your goons to lay off me and you too, leave me alone. We're divorced and not friends, you should stay away from me. I know you're mad because I no longer pay any attention to you but that's just how life is. I've found someone way better than you, i like him. In fact I love him so much, he's crazy in bed and makes me feel real pleasure. Something I haven't felt from any of my escapades with you. He's a real man- No he's not a man, he's a god. A real god. So stay away from me, if you don't wanna get burned.”

We both were shocked at the changes that we had gone through in the past ten years. Never mind that I don’t want to talk about that anymore. How about you give your ex-husband a kiss for old time's sake? Gabriel, I believe that you are drunk. Yes, I am still a little tipsy from the alcohol. I swear do not come near me or else you will regret it. What are you going to do, scream when no one will be able to hear you?

As if he understood the conflicted emotions in my eyes, Harry reached out and brushed away a stray lock of hair from my forehead with a natural, intimate gesture. Softly, he said, “Alright. I’m not usually that generous. I just don’t want your ex-husband constantly needing your ‘charity’ because he’s at rock bottom. Why not let him get on with his life, get back on his feet, and let’s go our separate ways? Wouldn’t that be a much better solution?” I reached out and held his fingers, unable to stop myself from smiling. “Mr. Yates, you’re certainly keeping your cards close to your chest.”

Felix commented. “Of course,” Marcus agreed. “Wives need to remember their places and learn to respect their husband’s decisions. What do they know?” he said with the confidence of a man who never has issues in his house, but his phone buzzed with a text message, and his hand clenched around the device before he turned it off. Ethan was lost in his thoughts until Rourke clasped his shoulders. “Don’t think too much about it.” “Exactly” Felix agreed. “I’m happy that she is finally showing her true colours and people would stop thinking I hate her for nothing”

She attempted to say something, but I gave her a deadly expression that made her shut her mouth, but tears never stopped coming out. “I would rather not repeat myself, Isabella,” I stated firmly. “You’ll be kicked out of this house the same way Lyvanne was kicked out a few years ago. Get ready for that. Good night and goodbye for now, Isabella Huston, Alexander Saint’s ex-girlfriend and greatest enemy. Bye…”

“All my things are here. Mr. Ethan, can you please help me move some things into the right places?” “I, help you?” He teased. I understood the assignment and returned it, “Right! Since there's free labor, why not use it?” He got his lips closer, about to close up with mine. “Oh, I feel pressed. I have to ease myself now.” I saw the disappointment in his face before I left, as he shook his head a bit and chuckled inwardly. Anyway, the plan is to make him long for me and not fall cheaply for him like I did before and during our marriage.

"That is not the behavior of a man building an exit plan. That is the behavior of a man doing the opposite." "Well," I said coldly, "I honestly don't care what he is thinking anymore." "You don't care," she repeated flatly. "Evelyn. Your husband just asked for a divorce and you don't care." "He was barely a husband to begin with." She looked at me carefully, like she was trying to read something hidden beneath my expression. "But isn't this technically what you wanted?" she asked quietly. "To cut ties with him? He just made it easier."

"Why?? Do you feel bad about that?? Then why did you pretend to be a happy wife?? Why were you trying to show him that you didn't care that he was married? I know I am a nobody but he deserved that. Trust me I know guys. They can't see their ex with another man and that too with a man more successful than himself." "Is that your personal experience??" "Sort of. The point is. I am too hungry. I have drained my energy and I can't stay hungry. Just eat with me please." "Oh so now you are being so gentle?? Why?? You think I would get soft on you??" "No, it's not that but I have realized that I was being so rude and I wasn't trying to understand you. I am sorry for being a jerk. Can we please sta

He came closer to me and placed his other hand on my cheek, with his thumb he caressed me gently then he gently placed his head on mine. “It’s okay,” he muttered and gently placed a kiss on my head. “I Know the circumstances concerning our marriage. And I haven’t even apologized for all you went through. The manipulation of my mother and the way you were rushed and cornered in a week. You can contact your ex and apologize. I won’t be mad at that, I should even apologize to him,” he added and sighed heavily. I looked up at him and held his eyes in confusion and bliss. Was he really saying that to me? To be so understanding and concerned to such an extent. How could it be that this man had bee

he responded, giving the exact excuse that I had expected from him. I let out a soft chuckle. "I didn't exactly think you were going to agree to do something so kind for me, so don't bother yourself, Cole. I would like to thank you for checking up on me, but I honestly hope that you won't call me like this ever again. Put in mind that you are now my ex-husband, and it's disrespectful to both me and your wife that you're still keeping in touch with me," I said, my tone coming out a little harsher than I intended. "But...I..." He was about to defend himself, but I cut him off.