Ex Husband's Endless Pestering Novel Novels & Stories

If you won't say it, I'll come over myself. Zachary had run out of patience waiting in Eldeville. He wasn't comfortable with her being in the same place as Melvin. "What title are you gracing yourself with if you come over?" Joey asked him. She'd noticed that Zachary, no matter what she said, couldn't resist sticking his nose into her business. If he stayed out of it, he felt uneasy. "As your ex-husband," Zachary replied openly. Joey scoffed. "Back in the days when we were married, I was practically treated like a mourning widow. Now that we're divorced, my supposedly deceased husband miraculously comes back to life!"

This burned me as well. "Who the hell you are. To question me. Tell me who the hell are you." I deadpanned which indeed added fuel to fire. The veins of his jaw and neck started popping out clearly telling me how angry he is. But I don't care. "Your my --" I raised my eyebrows waiting for him to complete only to scoff in end. "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."

This is not an update. I want to use this opportunity to thank every one of you, my dearest and sweetest readers who took the time to read, comment, and gift my book. Thank you all so much, I appreciate you guys. As you all know, we have come to the end of My Ex-Husband’s Regret. Yippee!!!! (I hope you enjoyed the journey of the story) Yeah, this is the end guys but does that mean the end for you and me? No, I will be writing another book soon and I would love to have you guys as my readers again.

Heyyy Guys, Good news! Ex-wife's Marriage Revenge is now completed. I feel relieved and delighted at the same time. This book and my other book (Regretting Divorce) were very tough to write because during the lifetime of these books, I was hit by the most destructive storm any human can imagine facing... I lose my dear father, My Abbu.

The Daily Digest: Trouble In Paradise. ‘They say all good things must come to an end. Could this be the case for our favorite couple, Xavier and Charlotte Roman? It can be recalled that exactly a week ago, Xavier Roman’s ex-wife showed up with a boy that bears striking resemblance to our beloved billionaire, claiming to be his son even though he vehemently denied it. This happened after Charlotte Roman’s husband escaped the country when he would have been incarcerated for her attempted murder. Phew. We can only imagine what it must have been for her.

If every day could be like this, it would be splendid. Just as his mood was soaring, Cracker and Clay approached him. He was delighted, and even the cat and dog seemed endearing. They each received an extra meal, with Griffith personally tending to their nourishment. He even snapped a picture, his first-ever post on Instagram, featuring the cat and dog—a glimpse into his life. If Charlotte had any sense, she should have immediately noticed his special attention to her preferences. Soon after posting the picture, a message from Eli appeared. "Pathetic. Your wife isn't here, so you can only play with the dog."

“At least ask her opinion, dude. It's respectful to ask her first. I mean… your son and his mother are the reason why you two divorced, right?” “You've said enough.” I stood up as rage gradually formed inside my chest. I'm craving for a beer. Since this is a hospital, I can't find any which added to my irritation. In the end, I ended up drinking a coffee to at least wake me up from this situation. But I couldn't help but keep thinking about Mr. Liam’s words. I've never heard Belle complain about Jacob. I've never heard her asking me about living with the son of the person who ruined our marriage. But actually, it was me who ruined everything.

"Fine, I'll behave, but let me hold you while we sleep. Please... I promise I won't do anything." My body stiffened. I knew struggling would only provoke a stronger reaction, so I warned him sternly, "If you try anything, I'm done with you." He gradually fell asleep. Meanwhile, I stared at the frantic comments still scrolling in front of me, finally piecing together the truth of this absurd world. I was living inside a melodramatic novel named 'Twin CEOs: Double the Danger'. The male lead of the novel was my husband, Trevor, who was still overseas handling a crisis.

I whine, my fingers stroking his soft locks. “ You are right. ” He kisses my earlobe and breathes. “ Then get off me before you decide to lose your mind. ” I giggle and squirm to get away. He sighs dramatically and sits up straight. I roll my eyes at his sulky expressions and slightly pouting lips. “ You deserved a hot fuck too, but you are no fun. ” He groans and gets out of the car before he pounces on me. I notice the bulge in his pants just as he closes the door and bursts out laughing. Our son has been interrupting his Daddy’s pervert time for a whole month now. I am surprised my dear husband hasn’t grown two horns because of sexual frustration by now.

"I think I need some space." "Space from what?" "My husband who moans his ex's name." "I told you that was a mistake." He starts moving closer to me. "Don't you think that maybe you are overreacting?" "I'm overreacting?!" I push him away. "Then leave me alone and go to your fùcking ex who doesn't overreact! She's the woman you're inlove with, right! That's why you moan her name when you're busy fùcking your wife! That's why you let her live in our fùcking house and leave your wife alone to go to Greece with her! That's why you hire some fùcking private Investigator to look for her when you didn't hire one when I went missing! I'm so tired of dealing with this bullshit!"