La Boda De Mi Ex Novels & Stories

Jared's POV I didn't stick around. I went home. My neighbor did a double take. "Jared? Why are you home? Wasn't your wedding today?" I'd been planning that wedding forever. Everyone knew. So yeah, getting ditched at the last second? Not exactly easy to hide. I didn't stop unlocking the door. "We're not getting married. She's busy." Busy giving her ex a wedding. Pity flickered across my neighbor's face, but she was nice enough not to ask.

“Donovan has been doing everything to win her back for the past three months and has finally succeeded. Their wedding should happen in five months. It's going to be a destination wedding.” “That's nice,” I muttered, swallowing the heavy lump of tears in my throat. I truly was the most unfortunate and stupid person in the world. Only the heavens knew what sort of obscene crime I'd committed in my past life that my love life was this complicated and difficult. “Wait, I think I know you,” Tessa furrowed her brows. “Oh my goodness! You are Joe's ex girlfriend, aren't you?” Fuck my life. What was I thinking when I decided to come to my ex's mother's birthday banquet?

I did not want to involve myself because another minute, they could be asking me where I was raised. “On that point,” Mateo said and everyone went silent. “I would want us to see the wedding planner, and I want it to be simple,” he muttered. I almost choked on the wine, I coughed so hard as it irritated my throat. “Are you okay,?” They all asked. I gently nodded. “Okay,” I responded after my throat had cleared. “This is indeed good news, after that hot ex of yours dumped you, i thought that it would take you years to be married, yet here you are getting married before any of us,” Tobby explained.

“Look. There. Theo Rodriguez..Mr. Perfect, Mr. I-Don’t-Make-Mistakes, crashed his car with his fiancée. Maybe the universe finally got tired of his ego too.” Liam read quickly, then glanced at me, confused. “You... know him?” I shrugged. “Well, I kind of used to be married to him. But don’t worry, that was before I found inner peace and herbal tea.” Liam’s face did this tiny panic-flash thing. “That’s your... ex-husband?” “Relax.” I reached up and gently tapped his cheek. Then, without thinking too hard, I leaned forward and kissed him on the cheek.

The smirk on my face widens, “my husband has done it all and I can only enjoy everything” “So the idea of a mystery wedding, was it you?” “I didn’t even have any idea that he was planning this, I was surprised when I came here but I am glad he did it. Can’t you see? I can’t stop smiling” “One question ma’am, your ex husband… “He is not my ex husband” I gently cut her off, “he is just an example of my past mistake” Malachi stifles a smile, I can clearly see it. “Once again, congratulations on your wedding Mr and Mrs Bromte”

“Still charming.” “Still plastic.” Her smile almost snapped. I leaned back in my chair. “You know me. I know you. And we both know the man who just walked out of this room isn’t just your groom. He’s my ex-husband.” Alessandra shrugged. “It doesn’t matter anymore.” I stared at her. “What?” She picked up the glass of water in front of her, took a small sip, then set it back down carefully. “It doesn’t matter anymore.”

"Take the money and get out of our sight, Lily. There should be enough there to cover your cab fare. As for the 510 thousand dollars that you owe us, I don't care if you have to donate your blood to collect enough money to pay off your debt." I didn't budge an inch and let the bills fall around my feet. Sasha mistook my silence for fear. She pulled out her phone and started livestreaming. "Look, everyone! My husband's ex-girlfriend came to crash the wedding on our happy day! She enjoyed the food that we provided for free, but she wants to weasel her way out of paying her debt!" Sasha thrust the phone at me, nearly hitting my nose with the screen. She intentionally turned off the beauty filte

"It's last minute...I know... But think about it this way, it's day before the big event...our wedding...A private, high-society party to celebrate us before we take the altar. I actually love the idea." We did not have a pre-wedding gala in my past life... Why the hell are things changing now? What is changing the time line? Why was he so bent on publicizing to the world that we were getting married? "No. No, fucking absolutely not." The words tore out of my mouth before I could stop them. I pressed my hands back against my dresser, my knuckles turning white. "Daniel, look at me. I can barely stand up. I’m exhausted...I think I’m coming down with something...my head is pounding, and I spent

“Miranda and I are having our wedding anniversary in a few weeks. I'd like you to come.” It felt like there was a lump in my throat and it suddenly became hard for me to swallow. Was this man kidding me? “You want me to attend your anniversary? With the woman you cheated on me with?” I couldn't hide the irritation in my voice. “Yes. It's quite exclusive and you'll need an invitation. So I'll give yo–” “Are you daft, Leon?” I raised my voice and everyone at the bar turned to look at me. But I didn't care.