Novel & Cerita Jilted Ex Wife

“Do you even understand how much damage this has done? People don’t even want to associate with us anymore. They think we’re unreliable—that we make fools of those who trust us.” Mrs. Thompson lowered her head slightly, but then she spoke, her voice careful. “I just feel that Lily isn’t good enough for Marcus. That’s why.” Grandpa Thompson’s eyebrows shot up. “Oh? And Lilian is?” His voice dripped with sarcasm. Mrs. Thompson hesitated before continuing, “Lilian is his ex-wife, yes. But the backing she has now is much better. If they got back together, it would benefit us greatly.” Marcus stiffened, his hands clenching into fists.

Vivian's Pov "Bullshit!" I cursed from the bottom of my chest as I watched the TV. The news channel headlined "Top actress and supermodel Goergia see linking arms with CEO of Vale Tech - Syrus Vale." I threw the coffee mug I was holding shattering the television. I had seen these reports before, but this one hurt more. That good for nothing husband promised to come home for my birthday, yet here he was, not just late, but fooling around with another woman, not just any woman but his ex-fiance to boot.

My mother yelled at me. "You don't understand," I said shaking my head. My mother sighed, looking hopeless all of a sudden. "What happened today, anyway?" "We ran into Adam's ex-wife Jolie. The woman that he married after he divorced Selena. It turns out that she is married to one of Adam's business partners. An old man who is old enough to be a grandfather. That woman is nothing more than a shameless gold digger. She set me up and made everyone turn against me today.

She was once married. To a man named James. A man who had everything and still chose to betray her. The divorce had been quiet, but the scars were loud. Adrian sat back slowly, his chest rising with an unfamiliar ache. He had expected the usual: a breakup, maybe differences in personality, or a career-based separation. But this… betrayal, abandonment, and a pregnancy borne of it—that hit differently. He read the summary again. “Subject Rita N. was married to James T., a businessman known for murky deals. Divorce finalized a few months ago. Primary cause: infidelity and emotional neglect. She has since relocated, expecting her first child. No recorded new romantic affiliations.”

And here I was feeling bad for him after the accident. As I scrolled through the comments, a new video surfaced—and shot straight to the top. In it, a woman sobbed into the camera, her voice cracking with grief and accusation. "He pretended to be so good to me—kept me at home as a full-time wife. But really, he was a controlling monster. He never let me leave the house. He trapped me there like a prisoner... "Because of him, I was forced to separate from my first love. Now that my ex has cancer, I asked Jim for money to help save his life. Jim refused, and then he kicked me out onto the streets..."

“You don't believe me?” “I believe you're emotional.” “She is alive.” Arthur stood. “If Rihanna were alive, she would have contacted us.” Edrian laughed bitterly. “Why would she?” Neither man spoke. Valerie suddenly grabbed Edrian's arm. “Stop thinking about her.” He pulled away. “Don't touch me.” Her face hardened. “You're still obsessed with her.” “I'm trying to figure out who that woman is.” “You're trying to bring your dead wife back.”Edrian looked at her coldly. “She was my wife.” Valerie's eyes filled with anger. “And I'm your wife now.”

I reminded her and she scoffed before folding her hands across her chest in irates. “Your dear, Ex-Pathetic Wife, chased your fiance out of their house," She yelled. My eyes shot up in surprise before I scowled. That's their family business, it has absolutely nothing to do with me. And besides, not like the Jenkins treated her well. So whatever she decides to do with them is none of my damn business. I have my own shit that I am battling with. “Is that why you called?" I drawled, uninterested. My mom’s face reddened in rage. “I said, that ex drove your wife out and bought their house!!"

She turned, and for half a second I saw it — the flicker of calculation before the mask dropped back into place. Tears welled up on command. "Ethan." Her voice cracked. "Tell them. Tell everyone what you did to me last night. Screaming at me in my own home. Demoting me in front of my best friend. For what? For asking why my husband spends every night with another woman?" "Juliana, we're not doing this here." "Why not?" She spread her arms, playing to the small audience. "Everyone should know. Ethan Cadwell takes his wife of three years and turns her into a glorified secretary overnight, with no warning, no explanation—"

I traded my life three years ago to pay for my mother's cancer treatments. I thought if I was good enough, he would love me, but tonight I realized I was just a placeholder for a woman who was long gone. I had become a ghost in my own home. I was a partner in a business deal, masked as a wife. I had spent years being the perfect, silent wife while he built his empire, and he didn't even know who he was fucking in the dark. The room was silent except for Blake's steady breathing. I reached for my phone on the

I forced a smile on my face wanting to look like a polite and respectful wife to Jarrod's friend, “Sir, I really hate to bother you but you're Cameron Petals, my husband, Jarrod's best friend right?” His eyes settled on the ground and he let out a sigh, “No” The smile on my face disappeared and I quickly put a leg inside his house when I noticed he was about to close the door. “Sir, I know you're my husband's best friend. I.. don't know why you're denying it though but you must've heard Jarrod Smith talk about me, I'm his wife Bella and recently something really big happened and he wants to divorce-” “-Leave” he interupted giving me a stern look.