Meeting My Ex Novels & Stories

It’s just that, I love the feeling that she needed me. “Okay. I’ll see you on weekend”, we agreed to just meet every weekend since she has her responsibility in her company and I have mine in the Casino. Plus, I don’t want any of us to get attached to each other. It is better that we’ll just meet for sex. No dates, no cheesy conversation.

How I wish I knew how to fix this. I don’t even mind if you want to meet Ashton or one of your exes. Hell, I won’t even complain if you’re going to meet that teacher you used to sleep with. We just talked. Faith and I were just talking over a drink. What’s the big deal? I wouldn’t mind you having a drink with your exes as long as you’re not thinking of banging them.

"Tell me what happened this weeks since we didn't talk. Create a summary for me, share the events of your life." I wet my lips, then look up at her. "Jasmin, I met my ex boyfriend last week." Her smile disappears. "Er, your which ex? I mean, no offense, you dated a quite number of guys. Can you tell me how you two met again? What's his name?" "Sure," I smile sweetly at her, then stand up, moving to the window, from where you can see the sky scrapping buildings, the vast, endless sky.

★ “That audio clip, the one about Tristan, was from our wedding night, right?” Yes.” “I don't have any memory of saying something like that.” Paige confessed, “But I know I met someone named Tristan when I was young, we were friends but he…I don't remember what they look like anymore.” “I want to get to the root of that.” Cedric said, “That's why I wanted you to wait for me, but I don't have the right to ask that of you again.”

I couldn't shake the feeling that something was about to explode. That night, I received a text message from my ex-wife. "We need to talk." I hesitated for a moment, but then I knew I couldn't avoid it any longer. I called her back and we arranged to meet for coffee the next day. As soon as we sat down at the nearby shop, my ex-wife launched into a tirade. "I can't believe you would bring your little friend to our meeting," she spat. "She's obviously into you, and you're just leading her on."

There are people around, but not as many as during the daytime. “You agreed to bring coffee with you,” I remind him, giving a pointed look at his empty hands. “You didn’t get a good night’s sleep last night and now you want coffee at this hour?” he questions, arching an eyebrow at me. I shrug. “I can’t sleep either way,” I complain. He bumps his shoulder into mine. “Is that what this emergency meeting is about?” I blow out a huge breath and stare at the pond ahead. “I found out that Eli probably has an ex he still cares about, and I don’t even feel sad or angry or disappointed.”

Three years ago she had gone to great trouble to marry him, and now she was trying to divorce him. Xu Lixin patted Mociya Keltch on the shoulder and said uncomprehending, "Zoe and I were best friends in college. What kind of person is she? I don't know what you were thinking, not liking a nice woman like Zoe, but some Tee Edquil..."

It really looked like a huge day for the company. I was among those who will be planning, and we will also be introducing some of our projects to the people who were there. I knocked on the door leading to Tristan's office. Furthermore, I opened the door immediately, and he knocked. It was then that I saw his mother, who was sitting right there. I haven't seen her since what happened to me a few years ago. I bowed my head. "I think you are really busy." I wanted to walk out of the room, but I was interrupted by her voice.

Perhaps, only by doing so, could we find a balance between us and reignite the spark in our lives. With determination silently formed, I hoped that tomorrow's meeting would bring a glimmer of new hope to our relationship, allowing us to rediscover the initial beauty we once shared.

She paused briefly before responding. “Wait a minute right there. Why would you do that? What are you talking about? You think they know we were once married? Why did you fire your agent and quit Grandview Manor?” Rebecca couldn’t make sense of everything he said. How was that connected to the meeting he caused her to be late for? Her voice hissed out in a frantic whisper when she mentioned their marriage. Of all the places to discuss that. It wasn’t here in the halls of the actual power behind the studio.