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Noah interjected coolly, his voice cold, while his eyes burned with an immense hate and anger that had Damian stammering. "Said enough? Why don't you ask her why she's here? Why she suddenly decided to remarry you—" "Didn't you hear me? Say one more word against my wife, and you'll lose more than just a tooth." "Honey that's enough." Damian's wife chipped in, walking to pull her husband away from the middle of the drama.

she informed, switching the topic. “You mean my soon to be ex-husband? Why does he behave like he cares so much about me now? I want him to sign the divorce papers I'll be sending to him soonest. I'm really fed up with all of this ill treatment from him, his mum and that bitch of a girl who calls herself Andrea. Of course she has succeeded in ruining my marriage.” “Seriously, Nathan did not do well, especially toward you… Alicia, honestly you didn't deserve all of that. I'm glad you aren’t anywhere close to him anymore.”

“I do not know how you find your way into my house or what made you think you can just step right back into my life but I want you to know that I do not appreciate that and will like you to stay as far away from my wife and my life as a whole as the world will permit” “I swear it was all coincidental and if you want me to stay away from your wife I will but just to let you know that I cannot stay away from you or your life in general cause I still love you” “Are you kidding me right now Addie? You are my ex, you are in my past life and I very much want you to stay in the past. We both have called off things between us and I am not opening that chapter of my life ever again” “Come in James, I

“I don’t want to talk about that anymore.” Gevan shook his head. “I can’t pretend nothing happened.” “That’s your problem,” Sheena replied. “Don’t involve me.” She stepped back, keeping her distance. “I already told you, stay away.” Gevan stepped closer. “I won’t give up.” Sheena scoffed. “Tch.” “I will keep pursuing you,” Gevan continued. “You’re my ex-wife. I still love you.” Sheena stared at him sharply. “Love is not like this.”

"I'll just leave this here. I'll be in my study room if you need me." "I won't ever need you." I told him softly. "Tell me, how was she like for you?" I said, slowly sliding off the bed. He furrowed a brow. "Your ex-wife. Was she a good wife to you? Was she perfect? Did she make you worry? Did she stress you like I'm doing now? And come to think of it," I snorted. "You had a wife before. But not once did you even give up the slightest hint that you were married. You're really good, Mariano. You're so good at fooling and deceiving people. Making them fall in love with you only for them to realize that everything had been a Fake from the very beginning. Hmph, what a gorgeous epitome of disaste

She could almost hear Celine’s laughter behind the screens, see Revan’s bitter smile. She straightened. “Yes,” Aruna said clearly. Gasps followed. Leonard’s head snapped toward her. “I did,” she continued, her voice unwavering. “I loved someone. I trusted him. I was betrayed.” The room froze. “And?” the woman prompted. “And,” Aruna said softly, “that does not diminish my worth.” Leonard stood abruptly. “That’s enough,” he said coldly. “My wife owes no one an explanation.” Aruna reached out, lightly touching his wrist.

I am the idiot who realized too late the woman he loved and whom he wanted to spend the rest of his life with. I twist my neck a little and send a reply to her. - Like I said. You can always trust in me, Matilda. I won't hurt you because I only want to see you smile and be happy always. She responds quickly this time. - Yes, I still love my ex husband. His name is Michael. Honestly I don't want to keep on loving him because it always feels like I am a horrible sister and that I am betraying and hurting my younger sister. Plus, I feel trapped because I am still in love with him.

It was the loser who I thought I was in love with. “Don't text me again.” “I don't know why you're so mad at me, Mami. What we had was real love.” “Real love without money, I'm out; don't text me; I might have a chance with my ex-husband; who knows?” “No, you don't. He has another woman in his arms. I heard this from my buddy still working at the mansion.” “What? Are you sure about this? “Yes, Mami, just come to me.”

She is about to reveal everything, the good and the bad and probably even the ugly. "I understand that I’ve been very private about my love life,” Vanessa begins. “Let’s be clear, I don’t dwell on the past, but my ex-husband was a fascinating chapter in my life, otherwise I would not care to speak of his existence. The name Abel Blackwood has become extremely popular in the world of fashion. But only a few know that the visionary model was once my beloved ex-husband," my ex-wife reveals. “Wait, are you saying that the renowned model, Abel Blackwood, is actually your ex-husband?” the host asks, her eyes wide with disbelief. It seems I tuned in just in time for this bombshell.

"Why would she fall, Little One? She did not. I was with her in her last breath in our home while facing the sunset. I was holding her hand knowing she would leave me for a couple of minutes. I held her hand so that she would know that I would always be there for her until the end." He had a faraway look on his eyes, until they simmered as he kept on remembering the past. He loved his wife? What was surprising about that? Just because your ex-husband did not love you at first, then it also follows that he won't love his wife, too. What had you done, Beatrice? You need to strangle Drake for saying nonsense.