Ex Wife Novels & Stories

Cesar exclaimed in frustration, "I warned you, calm down! This is not the place for your tantrums! Go back!" Abby finally calmed down, lifted her head, and looked at Cesar. The woman behind the man was also disheveled, with her hair pulled and scattered. However, she still held her head high, revealing a young and beautiful face. Abby was startled! This woman, no one else, was Cesar's ex-wife - Elle Stormont. "Ridiculous!" Elle sneered angrily, "Who do you think you are, fox spirit? He was originally my man, and you stole my husband. How dare you have the audacity to be arrogant in front of me now?"

“Point of correction mom, Sarah here is my ex-wife, we’re divorced.” Caldwell shot up, his face red, his voice booming, his fists clenched. “Divorced?” he shouted, his eyes wild, the room erupting—uncles yelling, aunts gasping, their voices a storm. “So you’re not denying that you’re divorcing her so you can be with your thug? You’re such a disgrace!”

She reached out for my hand and pulled me down to sit again. “My dear, it's all fine. I'm sure he has more important things to do than visiting an old kruger like myself,” “Grandma, don't say that,” I said as my voice hurt. There was an uncomfortable silence between us until I spoke again. “I signed the papers today, Zayne and I are officially divorced,” Grandmother encouraged me, “Well good riddance, you deserve how much more than him, my dear.” I laughed, not believing her. “Come on, Grandma, I'm not that delusional, I know I probably used up all the luck in my lifetime to marry someone like Zayne,”

Behind him, Connor and Katie greeted me merrily, "Oh, Yvvy is here!" Miles' chauffeur, Patrick Gunn, walked in with many bags. Connor helped Katie take off her scarf before turning to Miles. "We're home now, so you should head back. You don't have to pick us up for Christmas next year. It's more lively here, and I don't like it there. Goodbye!" Miles stayed in place. He looked at me and smiled before saying, "Long time no see, Yvvy." Feeling uncomfortable, I hugged Andy. Then, I said, "It's best not to meet with your ex-wife anymore. Now that you have a family of your own, it wouldn't be good for gossip to start spreading."

In fact, my ex-husband Alex was the CEO. He said, "Camilla," with a hint of surprise—possibly even sadness—in his voice. "It has been a while." I was short of words. I just stood there, frozen, as waves of memories returned. The vows he had broken and his cold attitude towards me. I was left to pick up the pieces when he left our marriage. I think his company was NIVSON, maybe he has started something new. A company that wasn't even his old one. I forced myself to speak at last. "Alex... I never knew that you were the CEO."

It was painful for me to remember her strutting out of the door with her suitcase in hand and that pain was as fresh as if it happened yesterday. "No," I said, my voice sounding almost like a whisper. "I haven't." Daniel nodded, he understood and looked serious at the same time. "You should. I understand things have been tough but… she's your wife." I grimaced. "Not for long." I did not wish to accept it but the fact was that we no longer wanted to be together anymore and were officially married. Bianca was gone, and there was no way she could ever be retrieved from the dead.

" Madam Katie smiled,I was shocked to hear that she had gone through the same thing I was facing. " Your ex-husband came crawling back?" I asked curious and she nodded. " He wanted me back so bad… he begged on his knees, He did all he could but I was high above him, He became a worthless piece of trash… He never knew what he had until he lost me. He could only say I used to be married to her and people wouldn't even believe his claims. Do you want Luke in those shoes ? Don't you want to see the man that treated you like a lowlife begging you on his knees, It's left for you to decide… I'm retiring soon and I want you to take over"

No way! What he said next made my eyes widen and threaten to burst out of its sockets. “Dear Ex-Wife, Let Us Restart.”

“We got divorced. So now I can be whomever I want to be.” “You might have searched for me on the internet. It’s not a secret that I’m a billionaire and happily married with 2 kids.” He added while looking at Hannah. She grinned and nodded in agreement. “Despite that, I never let my light dim my wife’s career,” he said. She smiled. He closed the folder then stood up and extended his arm to her. “Welcome to Thompson International. See you on Monday.” He stated casually. "Xander Miller's ex-wife, what are you planning." He thought to himself while smiling at her.

The kind of pain that lived in the bones. Sandra. The woman he’d called not wife material. The woman he’d replaced three years ago because her family didn’t have the right last name. The woman who’d cried quietly when he told her it was over, then packed one bag and walked out without begging. He’d thought that was the end of her story. I need to visit Grant Group now, he muttered. The words felt like a confession. He grabbed his car keys off the desk. The metal bit into his palm. He didn’t feel it.