Romans & histoires Ex Husband Proposed Again

Ann said. "What made you cry?" Jax asked. "When I tell you, will you promise not to be angry?" asked Ann with a pitiful face. Jax became agitated by Ann's question. However, Ann continued to look at him expectantly. With a heavy heart, Jax finally agreed. He wanted to hear what really happened. "Okay, I promise I won't be mad," Jax said. “Hans Graham, my ex-husband, asked me to remarry with him,” Ann replied.

“I don’t usually deal with things personally. But that night… something made me come out. Something made me help you.” “And something made you throw me out too,” I said bitterly. His lips tightened. “I did. Because I don’t do charity. I don’t believe in weakness. And you… you reminded me of something I was trying to forget.” I looked away. I didn’t need his guilt. But then he said something else. “I have a proposal,” he said. I looked up, surprised. “What kind of proposal?” “A contract marriage,” he said. I stared at him, not sure I heard him right.

He directly asked, not bothering to exchange any forms of greetings with his son. "Not yet," Nathan replied. Mr. Hawthorne let out a scoff before banging his hand on the table loudly. "Then, what the hell are you doing? Do you keep messing around with that mistress of yours? Tell me, why do you have to divorce your wife in the first place? For Pete's sake, you married her!" He yelled with veins popping on his neck. Nathaniel sighed. The old man had been on this matter since Stacy left his house five years ago and he doesn't mean to let go of the issue even till this moment. He hates Rita to the core and would always make it shown by his words and actions.

I end with a broken breath and Klein takes another step closer like we aren’t already close enough. “You want a divorce?” He asks in a dangerously calm tone. “Yes, I do.” “That’s new.” He says in an amused tone and the relaxed expression on his face disappears almost as soon as it is formed, replaced by an irritated one. “You think you can back out easily from the trap you pulled me into? Now that your father’s company is thriving again, you think you can just leave this mess you put me in?” Confusion strikes my brain like a bullet, scattering pieces of it all over my head.

He straightened his posture, set his phone on the table. “Devia,” he said flatly. “Let’s get a divorce.” I froze. My entire body turned rigid. The words hit me like a storm. “W-what did you say?” My voice cracked. He met my eyes without a blink. “I want to end this marriage. We were never truly in love. So… why continue?” My knees weakened, but I forced myself to stay standing. “You… you can’t be serious, right? Argan, listen—I was just about to tell you something—”

He paused, letting the silence stretch before speaking again. “But then again… if you decide to marry him, that would be great too,” he continued. “You know he’s between life and death. There’s no way he’s going to survive. When he dies, you’d be his widow. You’d inherit everything. Then we'll come back together as a couple.We’d be so wealthy together.” “What?” Katherine’s jaw dropped. “Are you insane?” “Insane?” James laughed. “No, I’m practical. Don’t you want your family free from poverty? Your sister healthy again? Or your father to stop drowning in alcohol?”

“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.”

The walls she had built around her heart after Logan had crushed it were beginning to crumble, brick by brick, because of this man standing in front of her. But before she could say anything, Caspian’s voice broke the silence. “I want us to attend Logan’s wedding,” he said suddenly, his tone serious. “Your ex-husband’s wedding.” Julia’s eyes widened, and she froze, her heart skipping a beat. “What?” she whispered, stepping away from him as if his words had physically hurt her. “There’s no way that’s happening. Caspian, I can’t... I can’t go to that.”

He hid it fast, tucking it away behind a smile that didn't quite reach his eyes, but I caught it anyway, a flash of something that looked almost like grief. "Congratulations, Anna." "Nate…" "I mean it." He stood before I could say anything else, already moving toward the door, his shoulders a little more rigid than they'd been walking in. "I'm happy for you. Really." He didn't sound happy. He sounded like a man doing his very best to be generous about something that was quietly breaking something inside him, and I sat there on that bed long after he'd left the room, hating myself for the lie sitting between us like something I couldn't take back now.

I had to check the account name to see if I was seeing the wrong person. Luke_Graham. He proposed to Serena today and she said Yes to him, what the fuck?! It's just two months after our divorce and he's already proposed to her. I was a fool indeed, for loving a man who doesn't love me in return.