Novel & Cerita My Coldhearted Ex Demands A Remarriage

“Why did you go?” “He asked me to. I... I can't say no to him.” She shifted slightly, pulling back to look at the floor. “You can always say no.” She shook her head bitterly. “He has something over me.” She paused, a heavy sigh escaping her lips. “He's a terrible person, Damien. He'll ruin me... he'll ruin us.” “What does he want?” “He wants to... get back together.” Her ex, the one I found on I*******m? Jude Carlton. That fucking manchild.

I asked with a cold glare. “You were going to crawl back to your ex-wife, I couldn't let that happen. I had to find a way to keep you by my side, to make you marry me faster—” “Well news flash, Nicole, I Will Never Marry You.” I said word for word and her eyes flashed with sudden realization. “No, no Easton you can't do this to me. You don't even love that woman! You hated her all through your marriage! The only reason you're trying to go back to her is because she has your son!” Nicole yelled and I widened my eyes in shock.

"I never thought you'd be this cold-blooded, Melanie. You were confirmed as a match, and now you're backing out at the last second. Where's your conscience?" His holier-than-thou attitude made my stomach turn. "Yes, I'm cold-blooded," I said with a cold laugh. "Since you think I'm so cold-blooded, let's get divorced." Julian froze, as if he had not expected me to bring up divorce myself. There was a flash of joy in his eyes, then he forced a stern expression on his face and pretended to be heartbroken. "Fine. Divorce it is. I can't spend another day with a selfish woman like you who can watch another person die and do nothing. But don't think you'll get a cent from me. That penthouse downtow

“Not only did you cheat on me, but you went and got her pregnant?” His eyes widened. “I didn't! I swear!” He cried out. “It was once! It only happened once!” She relaxed her hands and he let out a small laugh. “So these pictures…” she began scrolling through her phone “...are all from one day?” “Sera. Calm down. How did you get these?” “Oh! Mr. CEO, I am calm” she said as she slowly took off her shoes “but this little marriage we have going on, is over.”

He closed his eyes, her accusations dragging him back to a past he wished he could rewrite. FlashBack Alexander stood in his office, staring at the divorce papers Ava had left behind. Linda stood at the doorway, her arms crossed, her lips curled in a smug smile. “She’ll come back if she truly loves you,” Linda had said, her voice dripping with calculated indifference. “You’re better off without her anyway. You don’t need someone who can’t handle the pressure of your world while I am here”

she informed, switching the topic. “You mean my soon to be ex-husband? Why does he behave like he cares so much about me now? I want him to sign the divorce papers I'll be sending to him soonest. I'm really fed up with all of this ill treatment from him, his mum and that bitch of a girl who calls herself Andrea. Of course she has succeeded in ruining my marriage.” “Seriously, Nathan did not do well, especially toward you… Alicia, honestly you didn't deserve all of that. I'm glad you aren’t anywhere close to him anymore.”

"So tell me what you can do to help me deal with him, and if your way doesn't work, I'll still gouge your eyes out and pull the nails from your hands." "I can guarantee that my way will be better than yours." Claire was confident, "If you don't believe me, you can call him right now and threaten him with my life. You'll see how he reacts." Matt looked at her and called Jason. The phone rang for quite a while before it was answered. Matt deliberately put it on speaker and said, "Your ex-wife is here, come here now or I'll gouge out her eyes and give them to you." "Whatever, torture her however you want," Jason replied in a cold and dispassionate tone.

He pressed down on her and asked coldly, "Talk about what? Talk about how you agreed to remarry with me for the sake of the children or talk about how you have another man hidden in your heart?" His hand pinched her face so hard that it was as if his fingers were welded to her skin. She could not move at all. His body was also very heavy, and Sylvia was pressed into the mattress by him. Sylvia was in pain and depressed, and could not help but say, "Odell Carter, can you stop being so unreasonable? It's true that I remarried you partly because of the children, but if I like another man, I certainly wouldn't agree to remarry you!"

“You’re not exactly the type I need for what I’m planning.” If I sounded cruel, that was the point. I wanted to offend him enough that he’d let me go. Instead, he tilted his head slightly. “And what exactly are you planning? You asked me to marry you.” His tone was calm. Too calm. It threw me off. I reached for his glass of wine and drank it before I could think twice. The taste burned, and the alcohol hit too fast on an empty stomach. “I was thirsty,” I muttered, wiping my mouth. “Anyway, my ex dumped me for a richer woman. My father said I could reclaim my mother’s shares if I got married. So, yeah. I need a husband on paper.”

“They’ve got something they think will break you. Or us. But they don’t know who they’re messing with.” Karen narrowed her eyes. “I don’t care what it is. If they want a fight, they’ll get one. But I swear, if one more ex or evil step-relative shows up, I’m moving to a cave.” Henry smirked. “I know a guy.” She threw a pillow at him. Just then, her phone pinged again. A DM request. From a burner account. “We know the truth about Frost. Should we tell her, or will you?” Karen’s heart dropped a little. She glanced up at Henry, who was now staring at his own phone.