Falling In Love With My Ex Husband Novels & Stories

After you handed me divorce papers like they were a gift? But her heart didn’t care about logic. It leapt. It dared to believe. It dared to remember the man she’d married two years ago, the man she’d once thought might learn to love her. She smiled a real one this time, small but genuine. Relief washed over her like rain after a long drought. Thank you, sweetie, she replied, her voice barely above a whisper. She stepped forward and took the cake from him, her fingers brushing against his. His skin was warm. Steady. For a moment, she let herself imagine that this was real. That maybe the contract had meant something to him. That maybe she had meant something to him.

My heart was racing like a hailstorm, not just from the physical exertion but from the flood of emotions I’d been trying to suppress. What the hell have you done, Valeria? This is making it twice in a row that you have fallen in love with Reese! The realization was like a punch to the gut, knocking the air out of my lungs. I had fallen for my ex-husband again. How did I let this happen? How did I go from plotting his downfall to lying in his arms, vulnerable and exposed?

“You feel responsible—for him, for me. That’s all this is. You were right about yourself before… you didn’t fall in love with me easily.” His gaze pinned me again—sharper now, almost wounded. “I think… all this time, I’ve been in love with you,” he said, his voice low and deliberate. “I just didn’t want to admit it. It still feels strange… and with my memory loss, I guess that means I’ve fallen in love with you twice then.” My breath caught. “Twice?” I whispered. He nodded slowly. “A while after our divorce… I found some of Grandpa’s old things. On his phone, there were photos from our wedding. Videos, too. One of my birthday.”

Love. I loved him. He loved me. It was perfect. We were almost there. To get married. Oh, how fate played with my life. A month before the wedding day, he told me he met his ex and he fell in love with her again. He left me with just a letter. He was a coward jerk who finally rebuilt my wall. So high, and so strong that I lost faith in love. I hated him. I decided to bury the old me, who was broken inside, then rose as the new me through my job. I’ve found joy in my singleness and I love the feeling. I’m free.

Xander’s eyes softened, but he didn’t interrupt me, letting me pour out my heart. “Then there was my ex husband.” I laughed out a very ugly laugh. “We were perfect on paper, but there wasn't really an spark in our marriage. Foolish me was trying to convince myself that it would get good with time and that he would learn to love me more in the marriage. I also wanted the marriage to work and have a baby because I was getting old too. We had Ethan and I thought finally a breakthrough, he'd love me more because of the baby. But he didn't, I found him pants down in our home railing one of the many models he worked with.”

He wasn't joking. He wasn't saying it to make me feel good. He meant it. And as I stared at Nicholas Lancaster---my contract husband, my ex-husband's brother, and the man who'd just claimed me so thoroughly I could still feel him inside me---I realized something terrifying. I was falling for him. I had fallen for my ex-husband's brother. And there was definitely no going back from this.

I thought spending all this time around the man who had broken my heart would only make me suffer. I’m so stupid. It took seeing him every day again, hearing his voice and touching him, just like when we were married, for me to realize that my feelings for him never really died. My ex-husband was the one who destroyed everything that was between us with such ease. Just because of one lie. And yet, I'm hesitating.

“I just want to say hi. And please be prepared, because very soon I’ll claim you and my children again. I admit, I chose gold over a diamond like you, Lia. But just tell your husband, tell him your ex is back. Tell him in a way he’ll understand, like this: DEAR HUSBAND, MY EX IS BACK.” Her trembling fingers almost dropped the phone. Her world tilted for a second, and she almost forgot how to breathe. No. No, this couldn’t be happening.

CHAPTER ONE After Divorce, Ex Husband Fell In Love With Me It was her grandfather's funeral and the world couldn't be more weighing down on her.She felt she had lost all hope to live.When she was just a little girl and her parents passed away leaving her behind, her grandfather had took her in and treated her like she was his immediate daughter. She loved him so much.It has being three month since he passed away, and her heart had been shredded to several pieces since then. She doesn't care about anything anymore just like she had lost the hope to live. Her grandfather who initiated everything was gone now, what was left?She sniffed in bitterly as she concluded with herself to serve Lucas a

“You’re right. Neah was my wife, Cassandra. I courted her, I loved her, and I married her. I promised her that once I achieved my dreams, I would make it up to her. She was with me when I was just starting to dream of achieving something in life. She supported me and never left my side until I slowly started reaching my dreams. But I failed her. We didn’t just lose our first child, I lost her too. It was all my fault. Three years ago, when I had a business trip to Las Vegas and you asked me to extend my stay there, that was when I lost my wife, Cassandra. When our unborn child died, I prioritized your company. When Neah’s parents died, I wasn’t by her side because I was in Las Vegas. I could