Moving Into My Ex House Novels & Stories

he pulls me into him, “We can free ourselves of McKaine and go back to our happy marriage.” He pulls me into a kiss and I let him. In less than 12 hours, I will be a free woman again. That thought makes it easier to keep my expression light and pleased as we separate. “I can’t wait,” I smile. “When will you and the girls be moving back in,” he raises an eyebrow in question. “I got cleaners to come in and everything is back the way you had left it.” He doesn’t mention that the only reason our house was a mess was because Maven trashed the place while we were gone.

I intend to go in search of the people in charge of dispensing funds to my family and I. The mansion was already awake when I got to the main house. A maid hurried past carrying fresh flowers. Somewhere upstairs, I heard the distant sound of dishes being arranged for breakfast. Nobody paid attention to me, it wasn't unusual that they didn't. Most days I stroll through this house like a ghost on my days off so that I can come out of my basement. I headed straight for the administrative office near the east wing. Mrs. Charles was there exactly where I expected her to be.

She stared back expectantly. "You've done what?" "I moved in." She said it again, slower this time, as though I were the one struggling to understand. "Wedding planning is exhausting, and your place is much closer to the office than mine." My pulse thudded painfully against my temples. "No. You are not moving into my house." "But—" "No." My voice cut cleanly through hers. "I never agreed to this." Her brows knitted together. "Your mother said—" "I don't care what my mother said."

“I know you want your freedom but I need you to consider—“ I cut him off, “I already discussed it with Matthis today, and I really don’t mind moving into the Alphas estate ahead of our wedding. But… it’s a bit of a shame things have to be like this,” I muttered in the last part. I had only just moved into my own home without any presence of Cordelia or those people that pissed me off a lot and trouble had already begun. I stood with a sigh and moved towards the bedroom I had only slept in once. I had to pack some things.

I asked, looking at him. “I won’t stop until those thieves are caught,” he said firmly. His expression softened when he looked at me. “We need to continue living, Ma. But I-I need to move to another house. I can’t go back to our home. It reminds me of what happened, and it’s haunting me.” I held onto his arm. “Why move to another house when you can live with me? I guess it’s better if we stay together while those animals are still out there.”

Once we got in, I started the engine and eased out of the parking lot. “We’re not going back to the old house tonight,” I said, glancing briefly at her. “We’ll be sleeping at the new apartment. I’ve already arranged for someone to pack all our belongings and move everything.” Alexa blinked in surprise. “So soon?” “It’s better this way,” I replied. “Less attention. Less chance of anyone following our movements.” I gave a small smile. “And… it’s time we had a place that actually feels like home.” She nodded slowly, settling into her seat with a sigh of relief.

"Thrilled?" He shrugs. "I've always wanted children. I had prepared for it to be with a partner, but the world isn't perfect. I slept with my ex-wife's sister, and now I have to take responsibility and ensure both you and the baby are safe. Therefore, I'm moving you into the beach house." Wow. I can't believe Zane is letting me live in the beach house without us being a couple. That's nice of him. I've said it once, but I will repeat it: I thought Zane would get mad at me.

the state of house, I don't think Crystal will be here anytime soon. “I shouldn't be here,” I say to myself. This house is in her name anyways. I never saw the need to change our apartment. My heart left this place a long time ago. Plus, I felt that when she finally woke up from her illusion, she would need a place to stay. I already got Tatiana a house and that's where my home is. I shouldn't be crashing over at my ex- wife's place. I take out my phone as I head down the stairs and put a call across to Harry.

Arianna “ He moved fast” came to mind when he first told me he had found a new house. We can move in as soon as possible. I thought he was joking, but no. In the next few days, he took me to sign papers and showed me the house. If I didn't like it, we could get another one, but I was still in phase one, where he asked me to move in with him. Now we are moving to phase three a bit quickly, im not mad or anything, im just a bit shocked that he was able to find something so quickly. When I told him I was okay to move in with him, he searched for a new house, even selling his place overnight.

I wasn’t about to waste any more time. Before I even pull into the basement, I grab my phone, call my attorney and financial manager, and instruct them to meet me at the penthouse as soon as possible. There is much to plan—starting with selling the house in Oakwood. I didn’t want to keep any ties to that place. It is a crime scene, but It is Oakwood—someone will still buy it without a second thought. Next, I need to file for the divorce and get the process moving for our clean slate. And then, the most important job is finding a home for us. Somewhere, we could truly start over in peace.