Ex Wife Novels & Stories

Stanley's tall, commanding figure froze for a moment. Wendy took a step forward, her long legs carrying her closer to them. She continued, her tone unwavering, "We're divorced, so technically, we're just exes. Decent exes should pretend not to recognize each other if they cross paths on the street. Better yet, see it as if we're dead to each other. So, keep your current partner in check. Don't strut around with her in front of me. I'm just your ex-wife, not your mother. Whether you want to get married, have kids, whatever—it's none of my business. I don't care."

Bella Dean lost everything the night her parents died—her family, her future and eventually her dignity when she was married into the very family responsible for her ruin. For three years, she endured a cold marriage, silent humiliation and betrayal disguised as duty. When she finally escaped, she returned stronger, wealthier and carrying twins no one was meant to know about. But revenge is never simple. The man who saved her wanted to own her. The man who broke her wanted her back. And the truth behind her parents’ death was darker than she ever imagined. Caught between obsession, guilt and a family built on bloodstained wealth, Bella must decide whether justice is worth the pri

The first report came in the form of a casual remark. Gregory was at the club with two former colleagues, men who still treated his separation from Cathrene as a temporary awkwardness rather than a settled fact. One of them, stirring his drink, said, “Saw your wife last week. Ex-wife. Whatever you’re calling it. She was at that architecture benefit with someone. Looked well.” Gregory kept his expression neutral. “She’s free to do as she likes.”

I had always been what you would call a slow person. Case in point: When I saw the stern-looking female CEO appearing in the financial news who looked just like my wife, it took me ages to finally realize it was truly her. Immediately after, a stream of comments highlighted in different colors overlaid my vision. [Oh my God! Julian Vance, the shameless supporting male lead, has finally shown up to stir the pot! Imagine dragging a child into this just to scam Ms. Eunice Latour, how disgusting!] [Didn’t he already make away with two million as compensation? Why is he back again? He must be sick in the head if he thinks that he can use his child as a pawn to get ahead in life!] [I can’t wa

"You are. Let us go back to what we discussed last week. Your wife." "Ex-wife," I corrected automatically. The word felt sharp, like a piece of broken glass. "Why did she leave?" I leaned back, my hands gripping the armrests. I wanted to lie. I wanted to use the words my mother had given me—that Sophia was fragile, that she could not handle the pressure, that she wanted a different life. But the blue notebook was sitting in my briefcase downstairs, and its plain sentences wouldn't let me lie anymore. "She left because I failed her," I said. The words came out before I could stop them. It was the first time I had said it out loud to another human being. Dr. Evans did not blink. "How did you f

We hadn't spoken much since my marriage to Nate, and I couldn't remember the last time he had personally called me. I hesitated before picking up. "Hello, sir?" "Caroline." "Good evening, sir." "Why do you want to divorce my son?”

Always someone else to blame. "Ex-wife." I corrected sharply, my voice cutting through his desperation like a razor blade. I took a step back, keeping the distance between us wide and cold. The marble floor felt like ice beneath my bare feet, grounding me in the present moment. "We are divorced, Graham. The paperwork is finalized. The ink has been dry for weeks. You have a child now. You have a life with someone else." "I don't care about any of that!" he cried, his face twisting into a mask of pure pain. His eyes glistened with unshed tears that caught the morning light streaming through the windows.

He tensed, about to step away, but she spoke firmly, “I know about your wife. Your ex-wife.” Nathan froze, frowning. “She works with me,” Marie added, her tone unwavering.

Alexa sighed, “I explained everything to her. It took a while for her to believe me but she eventually understood what we are. You should pay her a visit sometime, she's about seventy years old now in the human realm. I reckon she won't live past eighty.” I nodded. “How is she doing?” Alexa smiled, “Better. She divorced her husband who's been living with her for six years recently.” I laughed, “That does sound like Kelly. But what about that her lawyer friend? Didn't he stand a chance?” Alexa sighed, “When she forty, he did. He was her sixth ex-husband.” “Wow.” Alexa nodded, “I checked her fate, she's doomed to fail in all her marriages. Apparently, she's paying for her past life sin.”

He is the only one who can make me leave! "Do you really think you can ban me from anything? I've already moved here and even partnered with a lot of local businesses. "Which reminds me, I should thank you for training your dumb ex-wife. Thanks to her, I've managed to get a lot of support from the companies in Skye City!" "Is that so?" Sean smiled lightly. "Well, then I'm sorry to inform you, but you've just lost everything." Wayne laughed uproariously. "How come? Just because you said so? Do you really think the presidents of those companies would listen to you?"