Jerome's Ex Wife Mga Nobela at Kwento

I am sorry, I should have taken my keys back long ago. You don’t owe me any apology. But I do, it is disrespectful to you for another woman to just walk in here like that. I will make sure that it never happens again, he said sincerely. Jerome cheated on me so many times I started thinking it was normal. He was a hot rapper and girls were all over him. I had all the excuses for him in my head and he reminded me of our dream and future we planned together every time I walked away. I thought it would stop when we got engaged but it only got worse, his babies showing up in every town like trophies. I couldn’t take it anymore.

Seven years in showbiz is enough. “You’re too harsh on her. So what’s the plan after the movie?” I asked Jerome. “I told her we’d break up after the movie. I said I don’t want a girl who’s been kissed by another guy,” he said as he wrapped his arms around me. He pulled me close until our bodies were touching. “I love you,” he said, looking directly at me. “Are you this sweet with Yumi when it’s just the two of you?” He let go of me, his shoulders slumping. “You really know how to ruin the moment. You know everything that happens between us. She tells you everything, doesn’t she?”

Jerome slid to the floor, his back against the cold wall, trembling as the truth finally collapsed entirely over him: Vanessa hadn’t drifted away from him. She had drifted back to someone else. To Akihiko. To his mother’s fiancé. To the man who would soon call himself Jerome’s stepfather. The betrayal wasn’t just sharp, it was catastrophic. A soft whimper escaped him without warning. They didn’t hear it. They were lost in each other, in something he had never been part of. Jerome buried his face in his hands, And for the first time in years, he sobbed.

“How could you –“ “No!” Jerome continues, shaking his head frantically, his eyes wide and locked on Daniel’s. “I swear – Daniel – I reported to her like twice – stupid shit, because I was nobody, I didn’t even know any secrets at the time! And then once I got into the family? Once I met you?” His voice breaks as he focuses only on Daniel now. “I – I decided that’s where I wanted to be! I cut ties completely! I never spoke to her again – she tried to get me back, but I completely broke away –“

"A wise ex-husband should behave like he's dead. Take good care of the people around you." After that, Emily turned around and left, leaving behind Hunter, whose face was as dark as water, and Veronica, who was trembling with anger.

I was his wife, but I was also his most valuable employee, the one who cleaned up every mess he made. The doorbell rang, a sharp, loud sound that made me jump. Madam Chen went to the door, and a moment later, a woman walked into the room. She was wearing a soft pink coat, her long black hair falling over her shoulders in waves. She looked fragile, her eyes red as if she had been crying for hours. It was Aria. "Blake," she sobbed, her voice trembling. "I’m sorry, I didn't know where else to go. He... he

Those eyes that used to be so cold were now bloodshot and frightening. He shoved the French man aside roughly, his hand already on the gun at his waist, a low growl forcing its way out of his throat. "Get lost! She's my wife! Who gave you permission to touch her?" The French man jumped back, startled. I was disgusted by this sudden circus act. Without expression, I reached out and pushed Dominic away. Hard enough to make him stagger back two steps. "Dominic, are you ever going to stop?" I looked at him. There was no anger in my eyes. Only disgust. "I'll say it one more time. We ended a long time ago. Legally, emotionally—you are nothing."

Giselle Pov. ​My phone rang for the umpeenth time, sighing I checked the caller ID only to see it was my soon-to-be ex husband. Cryus has been calling me since 10am and I refused to pick up his call. ​When I disappeared from his house yesterday, he didn’t even care but now he was suddenly calling me, he must have gotten my lawyer’s letter. ​Sighing, I muted his call. A crying baby by my side drew my attention. I watched as his mother tried to comfort him, she looked worried. He must probably be sick if he was awaiting treatment by Dr. Dante.

The laugh was enough. Cassie felt the last of the day's tension release from her shoulders all at once, quietly and completely. Whatever this was, it wasn't a crisis. "Go ahead." Giselle's voice shifted, still holding the story, but with something sharper underneath it now, the tone of a woman who had lived through enough to recognize a moment when it arrived. "My ex-husband came into the shop today. Him and his mistress. They had my son with them." A perfectly timed pause. "They thought I was a sales girl, Cassie. They stood right there in the middle of my shop and mocked me straight to my face."

The Healer backed up instinctively, pressing himself against the wall. “So, let me get this straight,” I said, my voice low, tight. “You’re telling me my wife—” “Ex-wife—soon-to-be,” he corrected too quickly. I glared. “—my wife is pregnant, and you were careless enough to let someone swap out the evidence?” He swallowed. “I didn’t think—” "Clearly."