Jealous Ex Husband Novels & Stories

I won’t let him break me again. She forced a bitter smile, tilting her chin up as she stared straight at Jasmine. I’m sorry. I didn’t want to disturb my husband while he’s with his fake wife. As the real wife, I know my place.” The words hung in the air, sharp and deliberate. A ripple of murmurs passed through the crowd. Ryan’s expression changed in an instant. Surprise. Then something else respect, maybe. For the first time in months, he was actually looking at her. Not through her.

He was always so full of himself because he prided himself on his skill to bargain himself out of any situation, or talk himself out. He was more than proud of all his achievements, so I had a field day stripping him of everything he held dear. “You still have the nerve to mention her name?” I smirk at him with a slight shake of my head. I go closer. “Don’t you know I’m a jealous husband? No one is allowed to mention my wife to me.” Hearst grits his teeth, seething like he’d suddenly burst out of his chains. “If you were patient enough you would’ve had me in the palm of your hands as you originally intended. She’s very lovely.”

“...it appears that the two powerful billionaires have been secretly rivals for many years. The report shows that their rivalry is not due to a competition in business or a battle about net worths, but shockingly about a relationship scandal. Desmond July, CEO of Dexus Innovations world wide, claims that Diego Hunter, the CEO of Hunter Global Enterprises, is having an affair with his wife, Freya July, while Diego, on the other hand, claims to be saving her from a loveless marriage. They were involved in a gruesome fight yesterday at Diego Hunter's charity ball. Here's a video of the fight. I advise parental guidance as the video may contain sensitive and explicit content…”

He opened the car door for me and smile_ that cheesy and unusual expression on his face, was the proof I needed in knowing that he also realised the advances of our sons principal. " You're such a liar". After entering the car, I caste him away from touching. " What! Are you jealous?". He goes further ahead and asked me, " do you feel jealous, my love". He asked me again . Sam was still driving but I could see that he was busy grinning at our conversation. Why would I feel jealous when my husband is being looked at my our son's principal. She might be beautiful but she had no right to lust over my husband..

“ Hmmm, Granpa I think you won't have to worry about that because I am capable of handling that between I and Ava,, we have decided not to go to work and stayed at home for that reason too, we know we are newly married and all this needs to be done, Alexander gritted. Ava sat shocked by the statement he made, he wasn't around on their wedding night, he left her alone in the house as if she wasn't his wife and and went to spend time with another woman. The following day was work for the both of them and they didn't get to spend time together at all. All this was within her as she thought of it. Granpa Pascal ‘s eyes caught the pitiful gaze of Monica at the other end towards Ava, he decided no

He shrugs. "I'm jealous of you two. I'm the only bachelor amongst us now. I feel like getting married soon," Joe whines, and he rolls his eyes. "You should tell me if you can't find a wife since you're too busy. I can link you up with someone. Or what do you think?" He smirks at Joe. "No, thank you. I will find a wife by myself. I don't trust you to that extent, man," Joes says, and they both chuckle.

"What's this? Are you really my mom?" Janet said, "It's to perk you up. You look pretty down." Caleb was indeed feeling down, but he wasn't into bitterness. "Make something with sugar." "You should get a taste of love's bitterness too." Janet patted his head. "My dear child, everything's been too smooth for you until now." Philip also said, "Good timing. You can take this time to reflect. And read more books — improve that EQ of yours. Hard to believe my own son used the dumbest method of making his wife jealous by involving another woman. Even an idiot wouldn't do that."

He pressed his forehead against Ajeng's. "Thank you, dear. You make me happy," he whispered. After two months apart, their intimate connection felt both thrilling and delightful. He could never get enough of his wife's body. He wanted to keep enjoying it again and again. "Aren't you used to Ella?" Ajeng rolled her eyes. He looked at his wife with one eyebrow raised. Even though their bodies were still connected, the woman was still jealous. He chuckled amusedly. "I'm still inside your body. How can you be jealous of Ella?" he teased.

I replied immediately. "I asked Lemon and she told me you were jealous of my ex. But of course, I knew there was something bothering you." He sighed and chuckled as he rubbed his temple. "Myrtle, I am your husband. You don't have to be jealous about anyone. Krizza is my ex-girlfriend. EX-girlfriend," he explained with a soft voice, making sure he didn't raise his tone. "Okay. I am not jealous, really. Let's go home?" I stated and walked closer to the car as I attempted to open it; however, he blocked me.

His hot breath fanned my face while my breath hitched but I kept my chin up, meeting his intense stare. After indirectly forcing me into this, he can't play the saint here. “It isn't your concern,” I said, keeping my voice steady. “It’s my personal matter.” His jaw ticked. And then he laughed. My first curl was so tight that my nails dug into my skin. "Personal matter?" He mocked me, "Where is your pathetic husband, sweetheart? How is he doing?" "A lot better than you!" I spat, looking straight into his eyes. Suddenly, the smile vanished from his lips and jealousy flashed through his eyes.