Genuine Ex Wife Novels & Stories

"Yes, I'm. To be precise, it's widowhood. My husband passed away not long ago." Genevieve had just taken a sip of a cocktail and couldn't help but spray it out when she heard what I said. She wiped the alcohol from her face and said with a smile, "Sorry, I suddenly remembered some sad things. I can testify that Jess's ex-husband has passed away."

She bent down, closed the box carefully, and placed it on the floor beside her desk. “There won’t be another warning like this.” Silence followed—not forced, not muted, but earned. “Now,” she continued, folding her hands together, “I believe we all have a clear understanding of the situation at hand. I’ll be generous and repeat it once more. Firstly, I am not a homewrecker. George Ashton and I were married for five years, and during that time, Camille Sterling was not in the picture.” She raised a finger. “Secondly, I did not forge or tamper with any medical documents. I didn’t even want to go home with the Sterling family initially. They begged. And in my own stupidity, I gave in.”

Both financial and emotional. “I think someone’s impersonating me,” I said before I could stop myself. His hand stilled on my back. “Impersonating?” “Yes. And it ended my marriage.” I hesitated, deciding whether to continue, then pushed on. “Someone sent my ex-husband pictures of a woman who looks exactly like me… with another man.” Gavin’s chest vibrated with a deep laugh and my stomach twisted. “You’re laughing.” I sounded like I was accusing him of something criminal.

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.

It was early, only eight o'clock, but still too late to get phone calls. “Hello.”I did not know the phone number and was a little cautious about answering it. “Milena Gordon?”The woman's voice asked softly. “I am her.”I replied, waiting for the woman to identify herself. “I am Cathy Simons, you do not know me, but I am one of your ex-husband's wives.” “What?How?” “That does not matter, what does matter, the police have come over and told me that I was one of many who had been duped and that you were his first wife, so all the rest are not really married to him.”

Vivian's Pov "Bullshit!" I cursed from the bottom of my chest as I watched the TV. The news channel headlined "Top actress and supermodel Goergia see linking arms with CEO of Vale Tech - Syrus Vale." I threw the coffee mug I was holding shattering the television. I had seen these reports before, but this one hurt more. That good for nothing husband promised to come home for my birthday, yet here he was, not just late, but fooling around with another woman, not just any woman but his ex-fiance to boot.

"A wise ex-husband should behave like he's dead. Take good care of the people around you." After that, Emily turned around and left, leaving behind Hunter, whose face was as dark as water, and Veronica, who was trembling with anger.

“Yes, tell us what is bothering you.” “ It is my husband, I am losing him, someone seems to be out to destroy our marriage as he doesn’t give me the attention he used to anymore.” “Hmmm, who is that person??? We really want to know.” “The person is none other than Gina... is an artist, CEO of G fashion world…she is also a counsellor too….she uses that means to snatch people's husbands and when my husband went there for counselling, she seduced him and snatched him away from me,” I said as I burst into more fake tears.

Chapter - 9 how far are you willing to go? ______ Genuine disgust is what I'm feeling right now. His wife He has a wife, and even then he did all those things to me- "Ex-wife," he clears. Oh, thank fuck. Because I would never betray another woman like this. If I were to bet, I'd go with she has not one clue what is going on. Her blonde curls are tied together in a bun, her green eyes puffy from all the crying.

I am here with my ex-husband who doesn't trust me. I want to run away but I can't. He has blackmailed me. I can't risk my parents life to stay in my comfort zone. I roam around to search for him. I want to tell him that I want to go back. I searched everywhere. He wasn't anywhere. There were couples going into bedrooms. Crazy wife swapping business rituals for business deals. Makes me vomit. I see Arnold with a woman going into one of those bedrooms. I know well what happens inside those rooms. The woman locked the door from the inside.