Novel & Cerita His Mysterious Ex Wife

I had been reborn. The nurse's voice on the phone grew more urgent as I remained silent. "Dr. Kingsley, please hurry to the operating room. The patient has already been brought in." … In my previous life, as soon as I received the nurse's call, I had rushed over without a moment's hesitation. It wasn't until I reached the operating table that I realized the hemorrhaging patient was my own wife, Clara, in the late stages of her pregnancy. Not long before that, we had spoken on the phone. She had told me she was at home doing her nightly yoga routine. So how had she ended up here, bleeding so profusely?

Hometown. And that’s when it hit him. They were from the same city. He leaned back in his leather chair, stunned. No wonder her scent, her aura—it was all too familiar. “We must have crossed paths before,” he said aloud, brows furrowing. “But where?” He clicked through the few public records available. Her name had recently been removed from a marriage certificate—divorced. Pregnant. New business owner. All her records were clean and recent. But what intrigued him more was how little there was—almost like someone had deliberately kept her life quiet. Hidden.

she added, her voice dripping with mock sweetness, "I'd watch your empire crumble if I were you. The board isn't too thrilled with your sudden moral compass. They're questioning your ability to lead." Elias's jaw tightened. "What do you want, Selene?" Her eyes gleamed. "Oh, that's the beauty of it. I don’t want anything from you anymore. I just want to watch you both burn." With that, the screen went black. Elias's phone buzzed almost immediately. He glanced at it and cursed. "The headlines are already out." He turned the screen toward me, and my heart sank. Ex-Billionaire’s Wife Victoria Lancaster Linked to New Financial Scandal.

“Not only that, don’t you think that they never really look intimate? I never saw them like a married couple.” “Miss Celine was also cold. Mr. Callahan seems to be with Natalie mostly rather than with Miss Celine.” “Miss Natalie was his ex-lover, as I have heard. At this point, it’s very obvious who was the real person who was dear to him. Celine’s heart sank, a mix of anger and sadness flooding her. She edged closer, staying out of sight but straining to hear more. Normally, she wouldn’t mind hearing such things, but she was starting to be sensitive these days.

No matter how many times she turns over her husband's explanation about the proxy dog at their wedding, it just doesn’t sit right with her—she simply can’t bring herself to accept it. No one dares to treat her this way—no one. Every man before had shown her respect, handled her with care. But this? This was a slap in the face, and she burned with fury at the audacity. She’s married to a man she barely knew. A mysterious arrangement designed to protect her family’s fortune. An agreement born of pressure, pride, and secrecy. She hadn't even seen his full face—only a voice on the phone, a signature on a contract, and a promise wrapped in shadow.

his confession brought tears in my eyes. I hugged him tightly for loving me so much. I can see every family member of mine is looking at us adoration and pride. Huge round of applause made us apart from our hug. Thank you so much God for bringing my boring life to interesting, heart breaks, love and most importantly happiest one. I love you so much my dear husband. I don't know why he calls me mysterious? But I was never mysterious, right? THE END.

“And could you kindly guess who he was graciously getting all sweaty with?” My brain was already blank, not knowing anyone to think of to match their vibe. I had no idea, but I still had to try, “Don’t tell me it's his wife's maid.” They screamed like crazy people, and of course, they are more than crazy. “She’s back!” Mo announced like she was reading the weather. “In full gloss, full lingerie, and fully breaking marriages.” “Your lover boy’s shameless ex is now the mistress of your evil ex-therapist’s husband,” Kira narrated. “That’s enough drama dished out on her plate by karma.”

I took the remote and switched on the TV. "Yes, that’s why we suspect Mr. Winters wants his ex-wife back, who is now a businesswoman, secret sources say it’s because she is a billionaire now who can save his family’s company, a company that his current girlfriend, or rather fiancé, brought down with her oniomania disorder.” “What?!” I turned and saw Cassie, who had her mouth wide open. I switched off the TV. “I’m not addicted to shopping,” she said and came to me.

asked Michael while rubbing her paralyzed legs. "You're a crippled woman, Gwen, a crippled woman! Can't you see how pathetic you are right now? Don't you want to know what makes you like this? It's due to karma! Gwen, A Karma!" screamed Michael at the end of the sentence. Gwen, who heard this, could only shake her head weakly, and before she could say anything, Michael immediately preceded her. "Don't you find it strange? A beautiful Gwendoline Ferguson, the only daughter of a wealthy businessman, could suddenly get a serious illness after marrying me?

Tonight was the party, a chance to secure a deal with the mystery designer, Viatrix. Rumors swirled about Viatrix, the mystery designer who had gained fame overnight and stayed popular all these years. Tonight, she was supposed to make an appearance, and I wanted to be there. I needed to secure a collaboration for my company and meeting her could be the key. The private party was in full swing when I arrived with Alex. The guests kept on whispering about Viatrix. Then when the host took the stage and introduced the woman behind the name Viatrix, a rush of emotions hit me all at once. Shock, confusion, regret. Especially when I saw that the woman who walked in was no other than my ex-wife— Vi