His Beloved Ex Wife Novels & Stories

She asked. “She said she had an urgent matter. You still haven’t…”. “My soon to be ex husband, stop bothering me”. She snapped, staring out of the window, trying hard to hold her tears. Five years of loving him and three years of marriage, it wasn’t so easy to just let it go like she planned to. Even if she pretends to be strong, it still hurts. “Sister…”. “If you don’t shut up, I will tell Maya you’re in love with her”.

“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.

“You’ll give me an heir. That is your value in this marriage. Until you do, you’ll never have my respect… and you’ll certainly never have my love.” The world tilted under her. She staggered back, clutching the table, her tears spilling fast now. “You can’t mean that,” she whispered. “I mean every word.” He turned from her, dismissing her with the movement. “You’ll never earn a shred of affection from me until you bear my child. Until then, you’re nothing more than a pretty ornament in my world.” Her sob caught in her throat. “You’re a monster.” “And you,” he said coolly, pausing at the door, “are my wife. Monsters don’t change, Angela. But wives… wives learn to play their roles.”

“Calm down. You don’t even know—” “Calm down?” I cut him off, my voice sharp. “You’re telling me to calm down when my rival is sitting there, holding hands with my wife on national television?” Martin blinked, looking between me and the TV. Then, as if the words physically stung him, he corrected, “Ex-wife, Richard. She’s your ex.” That didn’t help. At all. “Ex or not, Martin, this is insane! Wesley’s sitting there, acting like they’re some perfect team, and Sarah’s… she’s going along with it!”

God. I fought for her. Every impossible, borderline ridiculous step of the way. I went through storms that would have had anyone else running for the hills. But I didn’t. And here I am. Here we are. I have Freya, my perfect tornado of a wife, our two brilliant little monsters—Sionna and Viktor—and the world’s most chaotic but ridiculously perfect life. First loves? They don’t always die. And boy, did I nearly die holding my tongue for a decade. But somehow, someway, I got it right. And I will never, ever stop holding onto it.

" Before You say anything listens to me. I know you are sad and I know that man was someone from your past." I couldn't say anything. "I am not saying anything. I am not arguing but I can see the pain in your eyes and trust me You are just punishing yourself. That son of a bitch won't be affected by that." "Don't say that about him." "Why?? Do you feel bad about that?? Then why did you pretend to be a happy wife?? Why were you trying to show him that you didn't care that he was married? I know I am a nobody but he deserved that. Trust me I know guys. They can't see their ex with another man and that too with a man more successful than himself."

Which of us endures the crueler marriage—Mother or me? Riley has lost someone who loved him—not for his status, his wealth, or any of the trappings that came with them, but for the man beneath it all. His mother, however, had fallen for a man with nothing to offer but a handsome face—a hollow charmer devoid of talent, dripping with false sincerity, who married her solely for her name and social standing. His mother was the one who got hurt by Dylan Griffin, and—Riley was the one who did the hurting to Amanda.

On the night Elena discovered she was pregnant, her husband, Nathan Hudson, demanded a divorce because his mistress, Aurora, was allegedly pregnant. Framed for a fatal accident years ago and abandoned without a penny, Elena was kidnapped and left to die at sea, a tragedy that claimed her brother Daniel's life.  Six years later, Elena returns to New York as the powerful Vice President of Carter Group, mother to a son, and armed with an icy determination for revenge. She isn't back for love; she wants Nathan and Aurora to pay for every tear she shed and for Daniel's death. But as Elena puts her plan into action, Nathan discovers she is alive, realizes the horrifying truth of his past mistak

“You both looked good on the dance floor, before…well, whatever that was that happened. And oh, he also just got divorced recently, you both should meet up and try something, I’m sure you both would be the perfect match.” Bethany suggested and from a single glance, Amara could tell the naïve female was already building a love story for she and Tobias in her flower filled mind. She chuckled, but it was more bitter than happy. “You really think that?” “Yes. You both look like the type of couple who’d have many children and live a long happy life after-“ “Tobias is my ex husband.” Amara’s revelation had Bethany stepping on the breaks so hard that the tires screeched and the car came to an insta

Her hand will move to her stomach at intervals and she kept biting her lips. For two years, she had always wished to birth Nathan's child. To carry his baby in her womb as that'd make her a complete woman. That was Nathan's wish too. Her wish came to pass, but now she was to raise the baby alone. She could never visualize herself going back to her ex-husband's arms, the man who cheated on her in the worst way ever. At the thought of his name, her mind wandered to her time with him during their union. Most days, they'll go out on a date, having the best time of their life like every married couple would.