My Coldhearted Ex Demands A Remarriage Novels & Stories

“Yes, I am. I treated his ex-wife badly and humiliated her though I was unaware she was pregnant. I also forged my son's signature on the divorce papers that day in order to break them apart and ensure my son ends up with the woman whom I thought was perfect for him. Terra…Catherine Williams, I want to offer a huge apology to you. I assumed you were a gold digger but you are a great woman thriving in the Toy Industry and fashion as well, and raising my grandchildren beautifully. I'm sorry and I'm willing to do anything to show you how sorry I am. If I could go back in time and change things, I would do that in a heartbeat because you're the most perfect woman any woman would want for their s

The moment we met, she tried to guilt-trip me into thinking we were related, even though our marriage didn’t work out. “Ethan, you have 2 million. A few hundred thousand to pay my debt won’t cost you anything. “I’m your ex-wife. I’m the woman you once loved, after all. “As long as you help me pay it off, I won’t have to go to prison. We can even remarry. “I’ll live with you from now on and take good care of Mom.” I looked at her as if she were an alien. “Remarry? Lisa, have you lost your mind?

Natasha questioned in anger. "I'm not breaking my promise. You are missing the line by prying into my life. I told you not to expect anything from me or interfere in my life but you seemed to forget it." Ayden gritted out while trying not to shout at her. "I wouldn't have done it if you didn't forget your promise. Did you forget what I lost because of you? Did you forget what you did to me? Did you forget what you promised? You said you will marry me. When will you marry me, Ayden?" Natasha shouted while looking at Ayden in anger. Her words made Ayden freeze as he remembered the day his nightmare began. His jaw clenched as she tried to block the images.

"I want you to be realistic. The will forced this courtship. She's playing along for her own reasons—probably revenge. You think she's going to fall back in love with you over coffee?" "No." My voice stays level. "But I think she'll remember I loved her enough to learn her order by heart. That's a start." Marcus laughs—sharp, humorless. "You're delusional." "Maybe. But I'm showing up. That's more than I did five years ago." His face shutters. We don't talk about the wedding that didn't happen. About my disappearing act. About the two years I spent falling apart while Marcus held Kane Industries together.

Poppy froze, shocked by his outburst. "I... I haven’t forgotten! I remember everything! That's why since I married her, I've been cold and distant to her, never showing her any kindness. Now, thanks to the Knowles family’s reputation, I’ve established the Beckett Corp. Serena... has also been deeply hurt in this marriage... Our original goal has been achieved, and I’ve already divorced her. What more do you want?!" "Divorce... that wasn’t my ultimate goal. What I want is for you to completely forget about that woman. I want you to only have me in your heart, I want you to marry me and make me your Mrs. Beckett!"

“You are so cruel, Daniel. For three years I stayed by your side and showed you love. I abandoned my dreams to care for you and your sick mother, yet you and your family criticize everything I do, which I never complain about.” “Well, if you think I am cruel because I want a baby, then so be it. Besides, I don't want you to work here again because I don't want people to know that you are my ex-wife. It will destroy my reputation if people know you are my ex-wife.” Each word he said felt like a dagger to my soul, cutting deeper into my wounded heart. “Don't worry, you won't pay me for not fulfilling your own end of our marriage deal, just pack your things and leave quietly without causing any

I asked in disbelief and anger, hardly managing the bubbling volcano inside me. "Did I take the money!??" He turned around and stood with his hands on his hip. "Listen, Ericka. It's just absurd to talk about it now. We already took the money and now, we can't return it. You have to get married as promised..." I inhaled deeply. Twenty million dollars...! He spent them...just like that. His words sliced through me. I wanted to rash out, to tell him that his ambition wasn’t worth my life, but I knew it would fall on deaf ears as it always does.

I’ll call the hospital right now—we can arrange the surgery immediately. Every gaze in the room snapped to Winter. She took a slow breath and stood. "Let me introduce you guys to my ex-husband," she said calmly. "He's the one who took the heart meant for my dad, all because his mistress had mild myocarditis." The room erupted. "How shameless!" "Ruining his own father-in-law's chances of survival for a lover? Disgusting!" "Is he from Harbor City? Why's he showing his face around here?"

I reply, letting the words hang in the air between us. Her eyes narrow slightly, a flicker of something dark crossing her face. “What do you mean?” “I remember,” I say, my voice calm but resolute. “I remember everything.” There’s a moment of silence. I watch as her expression shifts, a fleeting look of fear before she quickly composes herself. “Nathaniel,” she starts, her voice steady but with an edge of warning, “there’s nothing you can do. We’re still legally married.” I shake my head, feeling a surge of anger and sadness. “You took her away from me again. I know Megra is back, Anna. I know Lukas isn’t mine, and I know it’s time for you to leave.”

and now that that son was… dead, she would get no form of attention from him, no matter how much she begged. But she hadn't begged, though, he thought bitterly. Marybeth was acting like he did not exist. There had been some sightings of her at spas and shopping malls with three other women, and in the pictures that he had received, she looked so happy, like he was not even a thought in his life. Where had she gotten the money though? He thought. He remembered the car and the lawyer she came with, both very expensive. How did she afford it? Christa’s voice echoed in his head, “She probably found some man and is whoring herself out to him.” He squeezed his fists on the table, the very thought