Me You And My Ex Novels & Stories

I don’t want to lose my baby again. “Mrs White, please recognize one thing, Alessandro and I are divorced, and I surely didn’t take any money from him.” I turned to face my ex-husband. “I hope you can clear this to your girlfriend and your family well so that they don’t appear in my work or around me anywhere with this shit anymore.” Alessandro’s eyes lit up with darkness as his face turned gloomy. I know it is embarrassing to have this conversation before lots of people. But I never started it anyway.

He rose from the chair and extended his hand to me. “Come on,” he said softly. “Let’s get you some air.” His palm was warm. Steady. An anchor. I took it. I didn’t trust my legs, but I trusted him. And that was something I never thought I’d feel again. Not after everything, not after losing Liam. But as he led me out of that conference room, fingers laced with mine, I felt something I hadn’t felt in months. A break. Until a face appeared before me.

On the seventh year after the breakup, I receive a package from Clarence Fraser. All 44 pounds of said package consist of the stacks of chat history I have with him in the past. Soon, Clarence's text appears on my phone screen. "Wanna meet up? I'd like to tell you something." I pause momentarily before responding with a "1". That number signifies rejection. Then, I turn my phone off. After wiping my sweat off with a towel, I pick up another crate of fruits and continue promoting them to the customers loudly, as though nothing has happened. It's been so many years, and I don't know why Clarence decides to text me all of a sudden. Similarly, he doesn't know that I've already become so

Shane shot back, his eyes darkening. Immediately, Alice swallowed hard at the gaze thrown to her. She hid her shaky fingers under the table, attempting to push it away as a joke: "Your mother was only joking, son, don't let it go over your head." At this point, Shane had enough of the discussion; he could not afford to hear another conversation about his ex-wife and the dude she was with. He could not get himself from thinking about the incident. Pushing his plate away, Shane took a napkin and elegantly dabbed the corners of his mouth. "I'm full." He declared in a cold voice.

“I heard you left the country, when did you return?” “I've been around.”. She responded half-heartedly, her eyes still glued on me. “Do you want to go out sometime for coffee? I have spare time on my hand if you're interested.” Since the incident, I had not told anyone of my shortcomings. For reasons I could not explain, I felt comfortable wanting to spill out my guts to my ex. “If you don't mind, can we grab that coffee now?” From a few sips of coffee, I ended up telling her of the bankruptcy my company was facing and also about Anna.

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The walls of the booth were high, at least six feet, and I pushed myself into the corner, my voice low as I spoke. “It’s…I…I ran into Desiree and Andy.” “And they are?” she asked. I blinked, realizing my error—I’d never mentioned their names. “My ex-wife and my ex-best friend.” “Oh.” I’d told her some of what happened, but a glossy explanation of how my marriage exploded didn’t do the emotions justice. “Yeah, so, not a great lunch.” “They were together.” It was a statement, like she was putting together the pieces I was grindingly handing out.

I stood up immediately and left. I went straight to the only place I knew he usually goes to answer his calls— his study. As I opened the study door, my heart dropped at the sight in front of me; my blood ran cold; right in front of me was Jerry kissing another woman, not just any woman, his ex-girlfriend, the love of his life, Jessica. The purse in my hands fell to the ground, and my heart broke into many pieces. I couldn't believe what I was seeing, how could he do this to me, today of all days. Jessica was the woman he was meant to settle down with, but she broke his heart and relocated to another country.

"Be my partner." He repeated suddenly, once again. He asked me about three times yesterday. "I can't." I said, getting up. I tried to ignore the burning pain in my legs. "Why not?" He asked, also getting up. "I've gotta meet your ex first. See what gossip she has to say about you." I loudly stated whilst walking to his door in a towel. "Maybe she'll say that you're lousy between the sheets." I joked with a grin whilst walking to the door.

” he grinned. I rolled my eyes again. ”Are you annoyed? Kiss me again.” My jaw dropped. I smirked and slapped his hard built chest. ”Oh? Now wanting to touch me?” He teased me. ”Tss.” He only laughed. His laugh slowly faded and we both fell silent again. We were like pictures looking into each other’s eyes. He’s the first one to break that silence. ”Mia’s just my ex. Whatever she told you, that doesn’t matter. You’re the one I’m with, I’m the one you should believe.” He said.