Novel & Cerita Ex-husband unmasked: a man like no other

All the hopes and dreams I had come crashing down around me, their sharp shards piercing my already wounded soul. I smile even though all I want is to cry and mourn. Mourn because I know his radiant smile isn’t aimed at me. It’s aimed at the woman he loves. The woman walking behind me in a beautiful wedding dress. The woman who happens to be one of my best friends.] Once again, thank you so much for your support. I'm excited about Noah's book. It will have a bit of the same DNA as Ex-husband's regret, but it will be completely different at the same time. Let me know what you think of the sneak peek.

“I was with Nelson, drinking, spilled some drink on my clothes and he offered me his Jacket after I got cleaned up” Shit! I shouldn't have said that. I regret it. Why will I tell my husband I came home just because I hung out with my ex. The horrific mask on his face but he wasn't mad instead he brushes it off. “Come on Alexander, it's just a hangout nothing more” I try to convince him it's nothing. “I stayed here waiting for you but…” he paused, his voice breaking and that even makes him seem vulnerable to me. Men aren't supposed to be vulnerable. They are supposed to be all tough and strong but my husband seems different from the rest of the real men I know.

Bella's POV On the night of our first wedding anniversary, I received a notification from an unknown number—a video of my husband and his female best friend kissing. My heart shattered into a million pieces as I watched it over and over again. No matter how many times I replayed it, the scene remained the same. The man in the video was my husband, Luke Graham, and the woman in his arms was Serena. The same Serena he had spent years assuring me was nothing more than a best friend.

I always arrived home in the evenings so I knew he would be surprised to see me and more surprised to see the test result. I opened the door and my smile dropped. There were two naked bodies on my bed... My brain refused to register that the male was my husband. No... I walked into the room, my knees buckled. “C-cassian." I caught the door knob, so I didn't fall face flat. “Cassian." He plunged his cock into her cunt and pulled away, his cock was erect and dripping with juices from her cunt. His hair was all over the place, his skin was pink and his face, flushed.

Rowan I made it back to the penthouse to clear the air with my wife. I never heard back. I became livid, wondering where she was and who she was with. There was no way she found a lover already. This shouldn’t bother me the way it does because she is just my wife by paper alone. But the thought of some other man touching her makes me see red. I called my tech genius. Lucas is ex military. Sniper and computer wiz. He is the guy I call to find some information that no one else can. Before him, I call my driver.

“He? Who the hell is he? Scott or Stephen?” That was an answer that I didn't have. My heart knew the answer but my mouth said otherwise. I wanted him to save me and I want to feel his hands wrapped around me as soon as he saves me. “Darling, Neither of them will show up. Your Ex-husband couldn’t wait for you to be found before he attempts to get married again. He’ll be getting married to my sister tomorrow and guess who the best man is?...” He arched his brow daring me to take a guess and after a while, he lowered his lips to my left ear and lowly mumbled. “Stephen..”

Harold complained unhappily. He was no idiot. There was no way he would admit to that! "The truth is right in front of us. Whether it's your body size or even in any other facet, you're exactly like that masked man! Even if you were burnt to ashes, I'd still be able to recognize you. Do I even need proof?!" Quinton said coldly. Even though Harold put on a mask to hide his identity and even lowered his voice, Harold had no way of changing the size of his body and his other quirks!

Iris Masked Muse. The username was clear as day, along with the teaser image of my masked face and bare shoulders, save for the faint hint of lace right where my chest was cut off. 'A little teaser for what came next’ I'd called it back when I'd uploaded the photo. It was visible. The notification for tonight’s stream still glowed at the top. Oh God. Heat flooded my cheeks. I dropped to my knees, snatching the phone and clutching it against my chest as if that could erase it.

“Don’t put all the blame on him. You obviously weren’t doing a good job of being his wife because if you were, he wouldn’t have looked somewhere else.” “I did just fine as his wife, it was your son who couldn’t keep his dick in his pants, and to be honest, I am glad he did what he did because it means I am rid of him. Rid of you and your family. She is welcome to him because I am done. Conall is a better man. Oh, and if my being a bad wife is what you tell yourself to make your son’s cheating okay, then you must be a terrible wife because we all know your husband has been around the block a few times.” I say, smirking at the last part.

he said. "What?!" Carmela exclaimed, her eyes wide. “I’m Nichole’s husband,” Pedro rolls his eye, “Her Ex-Husband actually.” "Nichole's ex-husband? You've got to be kidding me!" "I'm not kidding," Pedro said. "I know it's a lot to take in, but please, hear me out." Carmela shook her head, struggling to comprehend what she was hearing. "This is insane. I mean, why are you telling me this? Are you trying to mess with my head?"