Ex Wife Novels & Stories

She attempted to say something, but I gave her a deadly expression that made her shut her mouth, but tears never stopped coming out. “I would rather not repeat myself, Isabella,” I stated firmly. “You’ll be kicked out of this house the same way Lyvanne was kicked out a few years ago. Get ready for that. Good night and goodbye for now, Isabella Huston, Alexander Saint’s ex-girlfriend and greatest enemy. Bye…”

“My ex-husband found love in my sister, and who am I to stand in the way of true love? They deserve each other, and I’m happy for them. As for me, I have moved on and found my own happiness.” I held up my left hand, allowing the cameras to zoom in on the sparkling wedding ring that gleamed under the bright lights. The message was clear: I was no longer the jilted ex-wife, nor was I the bitter sister. I was Anna—no, Aria—Harvey, and I was in control of my narrative.

It was time to get her life back, one step at a time. As Caroline walked through the doors of the bank, a hushed murmur went through the room. Heads turned, eyes followed her. “Woah, is that not Miss Caroline… our Boss’ ex-wife?” one worker whispered, nudging their colleague. “Are they back together?” another worker replied, their eyes wide with curiosity.

He nods and darts his eyes towards her. “Jessica… my girlfriend. Jessica Williams is back,” he announces without any atom of shame. “Remember the agreement we had? Now that Jessica is back, we should get a divorce so I can marry her.” Jessica Williams? How could Ellodie have forgotten? She takes another step backward, tears welling up in her eyes and lumps upon lumps getting stuck in her throat. She shakes her head, desperately wanting to say something. To fight for them. To keep her marriage intact. To tell him they are expecting a baby.

"She is my ex-wife." ‎

I said sharply, cutting in before Norman could even open his mouth. "Dennis Russell Adams. Ex wife. You served me divorce papers, remember? Signed and dated from the very first day of our marriage, sitting in your drawer for five years, waiting for the moment you'd finally decided I was no longer useful to you. I believe the word you're looking for is ex, not wife." I straightened, my voice going cold and final now, every trace of warmth gone from it entirely.

I angrily snatched the pen from him and sign the divorce papers and instead of dropping the papers on the table I turned to Williams “From today, I Sarah Lance and my child reject you Williams Ortega from today as I step out of your life you have lost me for good, and not even the heaven will bring us together again” I flung the divorce to his face and took my bag, without saying anymore words, I left, Williams was once my muse, my world, my everything but now he's just an Ex-husband that will always remain in the past.

How could that be? Michael’s ex-wife was not only an elite lawyer, but she was also Wisteria, who had vanished for several years! F*ck! Ivan appeared to have realized something at this point and looked at Michael.

"But you don’t stand a chance now." Anger got the better of Natalie. "No, we can't let that wicked woman ruin Joe. Let's team up and stand against Xavia! By the way, I heard that he even married someone but he's divorced now. Is it true?" "Yeah, it's true." "Do you know if he's still in touch with his ex-wife?" "Hmm... I think so." "Ah... Why are they still entangled with each other after the divorce? That woman must have pestered him."

Colonel Hassan waited patiently. Sarah paused again, as if weighing how much to reveal. “My ex-husband remarried some years ago,” she began carefully. “Her name is Tiana.” The colonel remained silent, allowing her to continue. “She’s not his wife anymore,” Sarah added. “They divorced recently.” Her voice carried a hint of exhaustion, like someone reopening an old wound she would rather forget. “That woman,” Sarah continued slowly, “has been a thorn in my flesh ever since I returned to New York.”