Novel & Cerita Ex Husband's Endless Pestering Novel

I almost thought they weren’t real. I cleared my throat. “How is this my business?” I asked in a stern voice. “I'm sorry sir. I just thought you would be interested in knowing, seeing as she was your ex-wife.” “I don’t engage in gossip and her life is none of my business. Make sure this is the last time you ever bring up this kind of topic again.” “Yes sir.”

He never remembered my birthday. Not even a simple greeting. I always had to ask for it myself. What a pitiful and ridiculous marriage. "Alright, I won't bother with him. No man would be as fast as him." After a pun, Jane laughed. "How are you planning to celebrate? In the past couple of years, you've been waiting for your ex-husband to celebrate with you, but you've been disappointed every time. This year, you're getting divorced, so he definitely won't even show up. Shall we go out for a meal together or stay at home with you?"

If I could, I’d just collapse right now. How did all this happen in just one day? Benjamin finding Freddie’s house, Freddie learning I was married—everything was just too much. I sighed, feeling completely worn out. “Why are you doing this?” I asked quietly. I didn’t even have the strength to argue anymore. And even if I did, Freddie wouldn’t listen. “You never listen to me.”

A few seconds later, he switched from being passive to active. He forgot everything about them getting a divorce. If he could still hold back in such a circumstance, was he even a man? The temperature in the room instantly rose. Alex completely turned into a beast… There was almost like a ball of fire in his chest. A year had passed, and he had never touched his wife. In the Assex family, he had to bear with Madame Claire Assex’s awful insults about how he was a piece of trash, a loser, and that he could never accomplish anything. Madame Claire herself had done everything she could to get him kicked out of the house.

Even old enemies could soften, after all. Nothing in this world was permanent—not the good, not the bad. I supposed that explained why my marriage had crumbled the way it had. I stared at the seventeen missed calls from Alex. My finger hovered over the call button, but I couldn’t press it. Everything had gone wrong lately. I was exhausted. Anna’s appearance had broken me completely. But Mr. Hale was right. I owed it to myself to have a real, honest talk with Alex. I loved him, but I couldn’t keep backing down, not this time. I needed to make my boundaries crystal clear to him, no more hesitation.

"Why did you take my son away from me? What were you really hiding back then about the women linked to you? And, one more thing, why did you love Jenny so much despite the fact that I was the first person you loved and am now your ex-wife?What are your reasons? Answer me!" Jester was restless. He just bit his fingernails and went around where he was standing, looking around and struggling, in case he heard a shout from another corner. But, he didn’t survive Jane’s harassment. His ex-wife became even more aggressive in trying to find out the answer from him. "What's up, Jester? Will you just be quiet there?" "I don't know what you're saying. I'm simply following—" "To what? Whom are you follo

The moment he and Wren divorced, they had no further ties. Wren's eyes welled up upon looking at the emaciated, pale Harrison in the bed. She cried, "Harrison, after all these years as husband and wife, are you really this heartless?" Harrison glanced at her. "We're divorced. I don't owe you anything. Don't come to harass me again, or I'll report you to the police and apply for a restraining order."

“There’s probably enough tension in Midnight with the fever. You being there will only make it worse.” “Worse for who?” he asks mildly, but his eyes are sharper than his tone. I give him a pointed look. “You know who.” He doesn’t flinch. Instead, he steps a little closer, voice dropping as he adds, “You mean your ex-husband who divorced you like you didn't bear him an heir, and now wants to act like none of it happened?” I blink. “Daniel—” “No offense, but the man needs therapy and a reality check,” he says with a half-smile. “And maybe watching you be very taken might help both.”

he fisted his hair around her hand making her wince in pain, as she is forced to look at him, "You are just an overstretched nightstand in Xavier's book and all he had told you he can offer you, is false. His promises are empty and soon you'll just be another bitter ex, he had left behind for a hotter ass. That is why Xavier won't be showing up anytime soon and for my wife? That's a family topic and the last time I checked you weren't that, you are just some slut my son is housing probably because of how good you are in bed!"

“I found out that instead of rotting away in his office like I thought he would, he’s gone back to his wife and kid. Just like that. Having fun, playing happy family.” His tone was laced with bitterness. It made my stomach churn. I straightened in my chair, meeting his gaze head-on. “And what’s your problem with that?” He chuckled. The sound was cold and mocking. “Oh, I don’t have a problem, dear sister-in-law. I just wanted to stop by and say hello to my beautiful sister-in-law and my dear nephew.” My unease deepened. There was something unhinged about him, something malicious lurking beneath his polished exterior.