Jealous Ex Husband Novels & Stories

SOCIALITE SOLENE ALVAREZ ASSAULTS PREGNANT WOMAN AT HUSBAND’S EVENT. Solene’s breath caught. Everything in her went cold. Still, her eyes moved further. To another headline. JEALOUS EX-WIFE? INSIDE SOLENE’S VIOLENT OUTBURST AT HOTEL LAUNCH. “What?” she muttered, her throat running dry. “Jealous ex-wife?” She scrolled, a part of her hoping this was some sick joke. Hannah just stared unbelievably, but said nothing. Solène’s hand stopped, her heart dropping to the base of her stomach.

I sat back, gripping the mug tighter. “The board doesn’t see a guest. They see a problem. The stability clause—” “Is satisfied. My marriage is intact.” I cut him off quickly. He didn’t let it go. “Your wife is different lately.” “She’s always been calm.” “Not like this.” He paused.“Something has changed with her, Blake. I’m telling you this as someone who’s watched this family for twenty years.” I looked out the window at the city. Grey sky. “My house. My rules.”

He's trying to get it out. It means objectively nothing to me. I scoff inwardly while still standing on the rise and watch him tilt her face toward what little light there is and I feel something move through my chest that I have absolutely no right to feel and no intention of examining. My wolf stirs. 'Jealous?' "No." 'You sure?' "She's my ex wife. I don't care who she fucks anymore." 'Then why are we still standing here watching?' I start walking down the rise to prove to him that I'm not jealous.

"How do you know about that?" "I know everything. I can make those debts disappear today. Or, I can make sure the people he owes come looking for him—and you. And Jaden." I felt like I was suffocating. "You’re blackmailing me? To do what? To be your wife again?" Leo leaned in, his lips brushing against my ear. "No. I don't want a wife who hates me. I want a mother for my son who is under my roof where I can see her. You will move into the estate. Today."

I said calmly. Her eyes bug out then nodded. “Yes sure. I’m sorry.” After Jana left, Yelle also said her goodbye. "I'm leaving too, you're being possessive now." She said teasingly. When the two left, my husband turned to me. "What was that wife?" I raised my brow. “What do you mean?” “The thing that you just did.” I smirked. “I thought you want me to get jealous and be possessive of you?” Suddenly he bit his lower lip. It seems like he is keeping himself from smiling. He kissed and hugged me tightly. "That's my girl!" He whispered.

” Thalia’s brows lifted as if she had just remembered a funny little secret. “You…”Eliana poked her fingers towards her. Thalia let out a soft “ohh,” then winked at her husband before turning her attention back to Eliana who was glaring at her. “Yeah,Oops. Looks like she’s still in pain. I mean any toxic ex will be, she couldn't get a penny from you.” Her tone was taunting, light as if she were teasing a jealous schoolgirl, not a bitter ex trying to stir drama. George chuckled darkly, sliding an arm firmly around his wife’s waist, pulling her close in a blatant display of possession.

Gabe says nothing for a while and when he does, I feel like punching the crap out of him. “Could it be that you’re jealous of him?” “The fuck I am” I bellow. “Why the hell would I be jealous of him? I don’t have any fucking feelings for Ava, remember?” What he was saying was absurd. I could never be jealous when it comes to Ava. She is my son’s mother and I’m looking after him. That’s all. “Look, you were married to her for nine fucking years, it’s hard to stay with someone for that long and not develop any feelings towards them. Especially someone who isn’t truly evil”

“Sorry, Al, but I’m gonna have to let you go, ol’ buddy. Pack your shit before I beat you senseless.” Al turns and shrugs with a smile before disappearing through a door. Seeing James makes my body come alive again. I don’t know how long he’s been gone, but it feels like forever. “Quickie with your other girlfriend?” I ask. It’s a joke of course, but there’s a slight hint of truth in my question, and I hate myself for believing for a second that it might be true. “Ex-wife actually,” he smiles. I think he’s joking, but as he takes my waist in his hands and gazes into my eyes, I realize he isn’t. Jealousy hits me like a brick to the stomach. “And I stress the ex part.”

This was the third time she had received a message like this, and it was starting to freak her out even though she know who keep sending her these messages. It was Rosy. As recalled, Rosy is her husband's ex girlfriend and first crush. The first time she received the message was a month ago and she didn't hesitate to show Alex the message but instead of reacting towards the message, he called the number with his cellphone —that was how he gets back to his ex girlfriend. "Why are you contacting my wife, eh?" Alex demanded, his voice was on the pretence of being low and threatening. "This is completely unacceptable, Rosy. You need to stop this, right now."

he said with a heavy sigh. I chuckled. “I confess that I really missed you, but it’s okay. And thank you for not being bothered to find out that my ex-husband was with me yesterday. For a moment, I even thought you would be jealous or something,” I told him, with an embarrassed chuckle. “Nope. Zero jealousy. I'm not a jealous guy; I only get it when I'm given reasons to do so. You wouldn’t give me reasons to be jealous, right?” He asked just to tease me, but it took me a while to respond.