Married To My Ex Husband's Rival Novels & Stories

I admit that I am a jealous woman, and my friends know that. That's also what my ex-husband and I always fight about. He is good-looking. He inherited Crimson's good looks even if his sexual skills are not that satisfying. That's why I was trying to find a way to make our time in bed together exciting. But it didn't work. He got cold all of a sudden, and then I found out that he was in a relationship with a younger woman. In the end, it's not my loss. Fortunately, he left his son with me, and he was willing for everything I wanted to do.

I said, my voice dripping with amusement. Her eyes flashed with anger. “That’s not—” “Oh, but it is, isn’t it?” I cut in smoothly, circling her slightly. “After all, it’s been a couple of years since you and your husband got married and yet you still haven’t been able to replace his mistress in his heart. I find it disturbing how you that’s been cheated on is hanging out with a former mistress.” A few gasps. Catherine flushed red. Athena’s expression changed. I smirked, enjoying the flicker of humiliation in her eyes.

"She's a rival. Nothing more." "An ex-lover rival, or a straight-up business rival?" I murmured, pressing my hips a little harder against the freezing iron railing to anchor myself. "We had a marriage planned. A purely commercial arrangement to merge the power of two major syndicates." Matteo said, the moonlight and the sea’s reflection washing over his flawless, rugged face. "But I temporarily forgot what a treacherous, overly ambitious bitch she really is." "Why would a man like you ever need a single woman anyway..." I shot back sharply, not even trying to mask the sudden, venomous spike of jealousy inside me.

Completely. I leaned back and stared at the ceiling. Yes, I knew people. During my marriage to Nick, I had been introduced to elites. Business moguls. Investors. Social figures. But they were his people. His relatives. His circle. And now? I was no longer Mrs. Nick. To them, I was just the woman who left. Or worse, the woman who was left. I could already imagine their looks if I approached them. They would not invest in me. They would not even take me seriously.

I needed to stake my claim, to make sure no one forgot about me. Dominic couldn’t have everything—he couldn’t just waltz in and take it all. The fingers of my right hand itched to act. The time for silence was over. I was going to turn this into my own advantage. Grabbing my phone again, I opened up the social media app. The words came easily, like they had been sitting in my mind all along. "Guess what, my whore-of-a-wife is pregnant with my child, while she’s married to Dominic Khan. I couldn’t be more proud."

It is hurting her now, which I relish because she broke the terms of our marriage by cheating and therefore, I have the right to demand a divorce and am not obligated to give her anything. She made one attempt to ask for my forgiveness after I confronted her, but I could see she was not sincere and only wanted to continue seeing her lover, whilst remaining married to me. But I refuse to be used in such a way, so I filed the divorce with my lawyer immediately. She became spiteful to me in that moment and did everything she could to hurt me, before she finally moved out of my house giving me the peace and quiet, I was longing for. Unfortunately, her lover is a rival of mine and now I am forced

“No intention? You were married to my rival.” “And he is my ex-husband for a reason.” I said, “Not to forget, I was the reason he spent a day in jail yesterday. I have no intentions of helping him, Mr Raymond. If anything, I want to do the opposite. And I know that’s what you want too.” He sank back in his chair, finally interested in hearing me out, “What are you trying to say?” “I was his wife.” I said, “And I also worked with him in the past, as a service provider as well as an investor. That made me privy to a lot of information on his company. Some very valuable information that when used well, can destroy him.”

He could just say the word. “Actually… no. I’m not here for that.” I froze mid–blanket lift. “Then why are you here?” “Because we both have one common enemy now.” He stood, walking toward me. My heart raced, my fingers unconsciously tightening around the blanket. “Your husband betrayed you and took your company—and by doing that, he made himself my rival.” “And what does that have to do with me?” He moved closer, caging me between his arms. His eyes locked onto mine, so deep I couldn’t breathe—and I didn’t know why.

“Layla Washington is your ex-wife and fated mate, correct?” “Not that it is any of your business, but yes. That’s right,” he said coldly. “Well, she has been cheating on you.” “I am fucking aware of that, hence the divorce. I’m gonna need you to get to the point.” “She’s been cheating on you with my fated mate and soon to be officially ex-husband, Jesse Hansen. I think we should work together to make them pay for the betrayals.” A sly smile emerges on Santiago’s face.

“His lover was the woman he loved first, the woman who we all thought died, they went back together and when it was time for their wedding, I found out that the woman was the twin of his ex, she wanted to fool him and be the Mrs. Albert. Have the fame and fortune that the name brings. I tried telling him but she managed to stop me.” “I decided to leave the country for good. Years passed and I never stopped loving him. It was always him even when I met someone else. I was about to get married to this guy and I found out that my husband’s wedding with the woman didn’t happen since my son strongly threatened him and made a fuss. The woman’s ex appeared and told him the truth. He was surprised a