Getting Back At Ex Mga Nobela at Kwento

“You got it back?” She whispered as if she couldn’t believe it. “Yeah, I had to get it back. I know you can always get a new one but I didn’t like the fact that some loser ex took what belongs to my woman.” I told her. “Oh my God, Andro! What do I do with you? How can you be so manly?” I laughed at her words. Without collecting the dossier from me, she rushed into my arms and I smiled before wrapping my arms around her.

"William doesn't affect your place here. He's at the airport. Did I even mention divorce today? I also told you there's no need to try so hard to get my attention. "Once the agreement expires, we can pay to extend it. Why are you making a fuss? You're going to buy back all the things you threw out today by tomorrow. I want my home just like it was the last few years." I looked at her. "Clara, if you're still hung up on your ex, divorcing me is the only way for you to have a future with him." If she couldn't let go of her ex, why was she angry that I was making way for them?

I was vaguely aware of someone else standing next to William, but right now I couldn't care less about formalities. Suddenly I stood up and shot daggers at my ex-boyfriend. "Did you not fuck up my life enough in the past? Do you need to embarrass me even more? Was it not enough for you to have fun at my expense once? Do you need to repeat your actions? " He was looking at me as if I was the crazy one here, but fuck him! I had enough! "This deal is off. I will transfer the money back to your account before tomorrow night. Have a nice life, William."

I had had enough of her nonsense and drama. "And yeah, next time you meet with your ex, what's his name again? I don't even care. The next time you meet with that prick who cheated on you with Sally, don't forget to kiss his a**, lick it, and tell him how much you missed him." I spat, seemingly calm but heavens knew. I was anything but calm. "And yeah, if he asks for forgiveness, wanting you to take him back now that he knows that you are rich, that you are the Hurt's heiress, don't fail to take him back, gift him a Lambo and a mansion, just to show your sincerity. "

This was my chance to get back at him in a way he wouldn't forget, a way that would ensure my face would be the one he sees, no matter who he's with in the future. I wanted to be the only one! I knew it was selfish, but to me, it felt justified. After all, wasn't that why I became this way because of him? I knew that everything he did to me was to mark me as his, to make sure I always sought him out. So, I would do the same to him. There's no harm in giving back, right? "Do you want this?" I asked in a tone that I knew he couldn't resist. I could sense the pulsing strength in his grip and felt my hand responding to it. It hinted at wanting more. He desired that kind of treatment.

I said and look at him. "I know, that is why I am here to meet you, I didn't bother you right?" "You never bother me," I said. "Want to chill at the backyard?" I nod my head and we walk to the kitchen to grab some snacks and drinks. We sit at the table in the backyard. Luckily, it's not that cold and it is good to have some chilly air tonight. "So, I heard my sister is going to go back with her 'ex'," I look at him and I can't believe he actually called Lucas as my ex. Well, yeah I know he is but it just feels weird when someone just said he is my ex. I never get back with any of my exes before and this is my first time.

Surely, we would pull a breakup stunt, whenever our exes come back into our lives. Frankly, I was appalled at the worst. What if Connor doesn't return to me? I didn't want him back into my life, I just want him to go on his knees and plead to have me in his life again. I want him to realize what he left. Then I will reject him and make sure the world sees his shame just like he did to me at the altar. He will feel the pain that I have felt and still feel for a lifetime.

"Do I have the right to ask what your plan is? You didn't go through all that trouble just to get out. What exactly do you want?" I meet his gaze, my grip tightening on the mug. I take a second to think, but not for so long because I already planned this. I damn well know what I want. "I want to get back at those fools in the same way that attacked me, but with style!" His reaction is immediate. He leans back, crossing his arms as his brows shoot up in disbelief. "Please enlighten me further." This is crazy, I know. Stupid? Yes, some would call it that way, and I accept all. But this is my way of getting back at that jerk!

I replied to her with even a louder tone that made the people around us interested in what we had going on. She sat down back, unable to talk or reply to me as I had created the scene she wanted. “Firstly, you don't get to talk to me about what or who I want to be with, Travis was my ex-husband you stole from me and now he wants me back, you're on the edge…I don't even have his time yet, you're all worked up just imagine if i do, what will be the outcome of you?” I asked and she clutched her fist tightly but didn't say anything.

And a secret she’d kept hidden for ten years. She adjusted her navy blazer as the elevator doors opened with a soft ding, and then she stepped inside. Her reflection in the mirrored walls stared back at her as she exhaled sharply. Twelve years ago, she came into this building as a young intern. Ten years ago, she left Damien Carrington’s life and never looked back. And now… she was coming back to take down his company. The elevator was quiet as it went up, and she felt her chest tighten. It wasn’t fear. It wasn’t regret. It was something stronger. She remembered her daughter’s sleepy face that morning, asking why she was wearing “war clothes” again.