Novel & Cerita Kat Stickler Ex Husband

But all I could think about was Richard's appeal. Angela noticed. "Are you okay? You seem distracted." "I am sorry. Just dealing with some personal stuff." "Anything I can help with?" I hesitated, then told her about the letters, the appeal, everything. Angela listened carefully. Then she said, "Can I tell you something? About my ex-husband?" "Of course." "He was abusive. Physically and emotionally. When I finally got the courage to leave him, he stalked me for two years. Called me constantly, showed up at my work, sent me flowers and letters begging me to come back."

“You’re leaving to pick up some girl? What about me...? It’s our wedding anniversary today, and I don’t understand why you’d want to leave for her.” As I waited for his response, the next sound I heard was Tyla’s chuckle. “Judie isn’t just some stranger. She’s one of us, and she’s even closer to Freddie,” she said, drawing out the last words, making me feel a pang of jealousy. With Tyla’s words hanging in the air, I felt the eyes of all his friends on me. Ignoring their stares, I awkwardly asked, “What do you mean?” “She’s my ex-girlfriend,” my husband replied calmly, while I struggled to process what I’d just heard.

A baby would be the only thing that would save my marriage. Yesterday, Cassian made it very clear that if I didn't give him an heir, I would be thrown out of the house. I love my husband so much, he was my highschool sweetheart and it was a dream come true when his father arranged a marriage between us, I couldn't lose him. My fingers were cold and my teeth clamped over my fingernail, I cut it and pulled. I hated nail-biting, but I was too nervous I couldn't help it.

“I just want to say hi. And please be prepared, because very soon I’ll claim you and my children again. I admit, I chose gold over a diamond like you, Lia. But just tell your husband, tell him your ex is back. Tell him in a way he’ll understand, like this: DEAR HUSBAND, MY EX IS BACK.” Her trembling fingers almost dropped the phone. Her world tilted for a second, and she almost forgot how to breathe. No. No, this couldn’t be happening.

I cleared my throat to grab their attention, but it was useless. "You better stay away from her, or I will castrate you, honey, and I'm not joking, trust me," she winked at him while he looked at her horrified. I wiped my tears because of laughing. Kayla is something else; she just won't stop cracking jokes. My phone vibrated; I punched in my password; my smile immediately vanished upon seeing the photo. It was a picture of Alexander. He looked happy, but why would Stacy send me a picture of Alexander? Oh, I forgot to tell her that I'm married to him. Or I was married to him. I don't know.

“Sweet Jesus! What did you have for lunch?” The blue-eyed man handed over the diaper bag as he accepted a quick kiss. “Spaghetti.” “Oh, God. Have them take that off the menu.” He said walking out towards the bathroom. The little girl continued to chant Dada. “I don’t think we’ve met. I’m Sticks, one of this idiots’ brothers.” The blue-eyed man said. “This is my wife, Misty, and our husband, Kilo.” “You get used to it.” Alana said offhand. “Our whole family is screwed up one way or another.”

The possibility of finding someone again after Sterling never seemed like something that would happen, but there I was, walking in a comfortable silence with a man that had certainly woken up that possibility. “So…” I said, breaking the silence. “What happened between you and your wife?” “Life happened. I met Skylar in college, and we hit it off. She was a cool chick. I got her pregnant at the beginning of our junior year, and I married her without a second thought. She was my everything at the time, and our daughter Kala was a culmination of our love.” “So something had to change.”

“We know you’re President Fanning’s daughter. Wife of Zeath as well.” “Not anymore,” I cut in. And Chelsea looks at me confused. Is she stupid? “I’m dead, remember? And divorced.” “Not actually divorced.” What the hell are this couple trying to prove—that I have a despondent existence? “Look,” I sigh, “what do you guys want from me?” “Nothing—” “And why’s your husband stalking me?” “He’s not my husband. He’s my boss.” “Well, whatever.” “I’m sorry about how he approached you. He must have recognized you and tried to talk to you but couldn’t. He can’t talk. And he’s quite sick.”

" Who are you and what are you doing here? She asked glaring at me. I stared at her with so much hatred. I slapped her hard. She looked at me shocked. 🍭 Daniel POV 🍭 I stood at the stairs to see what Kathie wanna do to Jessica. Kathie slapped her hard. She looked shocked. " You are the slut who claimed to be pregnant for my husband right? Kathie smirked. " Your husband, who are you and what are you talking about? Daniel is my husband" Jessica yelled. Kathie slapped her again. I gasped. " Cant you see Daniel is married to me? She asked showing Jessica her wedding ring. She gasped. I smiled. " Well, I don't care but all I know is I am pregnant for Daniel, he is the father of my unborn child"

I took steps towards him. “I only asked them to take down one as a concerned husband, I can't have our children watch you kiss another man, I can't watch you kiss another man, you did it fine, but that's the past, I don't need to be reminded about it every time,” he explained. “That's what actors do!” “But you're not an actor, you're my wife, I married a lawyer, not a movie star.” His voice sounded a bit rough. “No Clinton, you didn't marry a lawyer, you married a stripper, you knew what you were getting yourself into when you married me, you knew damn well I was a stripper, my job required me to entertain other men, you knew I...”