Gavin Degraw Ex Wife Novels & Stories

And as if to add salt to wound, he learnt that Amara had trashed the flowers he sent, instructed security to never let him in and even blocked his number. What a wonderful fucking week it was for him! So, imagine how much more ‘wonderful’ the week got for him, when he walked into Giovanni with Harvey, the one other person who could be considered a close friend with him, apart from Helios, and witnessed the scene between his ex wife and that scumbag. The moment he saw her, his blood boiled. Just what the fuck was she doing dressed in a such a way? And why the fuck was she being so touchy with that man?

As the wife of a billionaire, it would put her in the public eye, and people might target her to gain some money. "Ex-wife," he corrected, his voice barely audible. Those two words were the most difficult to say for some reason. His jaw ticked. "Plus, our marriage never went public. No one except my family knows she was my wife. Am I paying you to make interpretations or bring me damn results, Diego? You don't even know the basics; how are you going to find my ex-wife?" "You are searching for Alissa?" Cindy asked, her tone shifting to something more of annoyance and anger.

When the rag was pulled from Vivian's mouth, she dry-heaved for a long time before managing to rasp: "Dominic, I'm still legally your wife! This is against the law!" Dominic flung the marriage certificate in her face and let out a derisive laugh. "You really think I'm as stupid as you? My legal wife has only ever been Claire Ashford. What makes you think a few good days entitled you to act like you belonged here?" "What..." Vivian's eyes went wide. With her hands bound, she dropped to her knees and caught the edge of the certificate with her teeth, not caring that her legs were being scraped raw and bloody against the floor.

Gavin said suddenly, turning to me. The title struck like a blow. My lips parted, my breath caught, but I forced my face into calm composure. I slipped my hand into his respectfully. “Mr. Oswald,” I replied evenly. But inside, panic swelled. There was no going back from this. Damien had tethered me to him with that single declaration, and now Gavin Oswald himself was reinforcing it. In front of everyone. “I must apologize on behalf of my wife,” Gavin continued, his tone diplomatic but laced with a faint edge. “Please do not take offence. She simply thought Mr. Rothchild was single and was hoping to introduce him to our daughter, Kaira.”

Turning his gaze toward the source of the excitement, Caesar couldn't believe his eyes. "She looks familiar," a woman in a stunning red gown caught his eye. She had flowing dark hair and a captivating smile that drew everyone's attention. The room seemed to fall silent as she entered, with all eyes fixed on her. "No way!" Caesar's heart skipped a beat as he recognized the woman. It was Grace, his ex-wife, who had disappeared from his life without a trace five years ago. He couldn't believe his eyes. How was it possible that she was here, in the same city, at his party?

“I saw you in bed with Maria when I was nine years old. She is a maid too, isn’t she? You were in bed with her, still are. So, I can’t figure out what your problem with my mother-in-law is being one?” “Gavin, you are crossing the limits.” “And you crossed them the way before. Still, you are doing fine.“ “Gavin,” “Mom, we are leaving,” I grabbed my new wife’s hand. “Thanks for this wonderful dinner. It was perfectly awful.” And then we left, at least for the night.

Without me beside her, she could barely manage her daily life. Jason stood beside me and stared at Gwyneth in disbelief. "Nicholas, who is this?" I smiled faintly, then turned toward Gwyneth with a cold expression. "My ex-wife." The air turned awkward at once, and Jason quietly slipped away. The word "ex-wife" clearly struck Gwyneth hard. The hope on her face faded and gave way to a lonely, defeated look. Even her back seemed slightly hunched. We sat across from each other in a small café near the company. She looked nervous and restrained.

Not after we've been friends and partners for six years. I sighed deeply. “It's alright. I'll conclude everything by next week." He smiled. "I'll be expecting it, Conrad,” he said. After a brief silence, Gavin spoke. “How's your wife doing? I heard that she is working at a hospital as a nurse. Is it true?" I tilted my head, trying to understand something. “It's true. But where did you hear it?" I asked. “A few of Tristan's friends were talking about it the other day."

“I’m Skylar, Jason’s ex-wife. Can I speak to him, please?” The woman’s tone turned guarded. “I’m sorry, but Jason’s not available right now. Can I take a message?” Skylar’s mind raced. Why was this woman so cold? “No, it’s okay. I’ll try again later.” With a sinking feeling in her chest, she ended the call, not wanting Jared to overhear anything. Skylar sat there, grappling with a mix of emotions. She couldn’t shake the feeling that something was amiss. Was Jason hiding his new partner from her? She couldn’t let it go unanswered.

She could forget everything, if she just tried, very, very, hard. “I heard from Gavin this morning,” Julia said to no one in particular. “He and Emma should be here after the New Year.” Gavin, the second Danvers child, had moved away from Heron’s Landing after marrying his high school sweetheart Teagan. Currently living in Boston, he and Teagan had been having marital troubles for as long as Grace could remember. Now that Teagan had elected for in-patient treatment for her bipolar disorder, Gavin had thought returning home with their seven-year-old daughter would be a good respite for everyone.