Novel & Cerita My Coldhearted Ex Demands A Remarriage

Moreover, the idea of taking care of an ex reminded him of something. He furrowed his brows and said in a cold tone, "You think my money just fell into my lap? It didn't come because I spent it on unrelated people." Charlotte opened her mouth, unsure of how to respond. Griffith glanced at her and continued, "A good ex should pretend they never existed." "But..." "Exes should act like they're dead, especially certain people." Charlotte was baffled. She had just made a joke, but he was taking it seriously.

But she thought, she had already given birth to a chubby son for Cesar, and with her son, the prosperity and wealth in the second half of her life would be guaranteed. Who knows? Throughout, Cesar never divorced his original spouse! Abby was furious, "Cesar, you lied to me! Didn't you say you were going to divorce her? What do you mean now? You married me, so why are you going back to her!" She thought that Cesar's affair was with that young and beautiful vixen, little did she know that this "other woman" was actually his ex-wife. How ironic! Cesar coldly said, "I also want to ask you, what good deed did you do while carrying me!"

His fingers tightened on my cheeks and he pressed them hard, forcing my mouth open. Wide eyed, I stared at him. There was raw anger behind those eyes, I had provoked the beast in him and I was scared for my life. “Sign this divorce papers Freya, right now! Or you will regret it." I summed up courage, I would not let him break what we had. “If I sign this divorce papers, you will regret it!." He laughed. “I already got my inheritance money, what can you do? Report me to my dead father?." Genevieva snickered.

His entire face is bright red now, his embarrassment painfully obvious. It would almost be funny if it weren’t so pathetic. “Just shut up and stay the hell away from my wife!” he spits, trying far too hard to pretend none of that happened. “Ex-wife,” I correct lazily, stepping closer. “And honestly, after that heartfelt display of sincerity, I think I should return the favor.” He frowns, but I can see the attention sharpen in his eyes. I continue. “Thirty days. I’ll give you thirty days to win Elara back and convince her to remarry you. If you succeed, I’ll walk away. Completely. But if you fail—”

“Don’t let me see you get this close to another man again. Otherwise, you know what I’ll do.” He leaned closer to her, and his low voice rang beside her ear. “And don’t let me know if anything happens between you and them.” She bit her lower lip so hard that she tasted blood, and she could barely keep herself calm. She looked at him and said, “You already have a wife and a son, but now you are making such a request to your ex-wife, who was once pregnant with your child but was forced to jump from the penthouse and had a miscarriage. Don’t you think you are too despicable?”

I subconsciously gaze outside from the car, my mind is filled with different thoughts. In Just two days, my life changed, taking a worse turn. My career is going down the drain and I've just accepted to be remarried to my Ex-Husband who has cost me so much pain in the past. The thoughts of the whole marriage irked me, and I felt uncomfortable about it.

’ “Your ex-husband, sure, but he’s family. How can you be so heartless?” “He’s my ex-husband,” she corrected coldly, emphasizing the ‘ex’ like it absolved her of everything. “Which means he’s only your problem—unless you give me a reason to care. Come to the wedding. Play the part. And maybe I’ll keep the checks coming. It’s that simple.”

He certainly was wrong in my opinion. “Emily, tell me what did my ex-husband say about me?” “I don’t know if I should repeat what he said.” “Just tell me what he said as I whisper to her because I would rather not wake up Shane.” “He said that you were a cold, heartless b***h and only cared about yourself. That you never wanted to work things out with him.”

she continues to plead. "You're begging me now?" I scoff, my heart still heavy with pain and anger. "Where was your mercy when you destroyed my life? When did you take everything away from me?" Megan's eyes fill with tears, her voice quivering as she tries to find the right words. "Humph…" I snort, looking at her changed attitude. "I will help him on one condition: Leave him and let him remarry me. Are you willing to do that?" "You… This is not a game going on here," she snarls, her voice turning sharp. Her expression changes abruptly. She doesn’t seem like she has been begging me for a while.

“About your parents breathing down your neck. About how they wouldn’t let you breathe unless you married someone they approved of. About the ex who broke you and the revenge you dreamed about.” “That's a lie.” My mouth went dry. “I… I didn’t….” “You did.” He pushed off the counter, circling closer, each step slow and deliberate. “So let me make it simple. One year. You stay married to me, and I'll give you what you want, freedom from your family, revenge, money. You can walk away with as much as you want.” “And what about you?” My voice trembled. I couldn't believe I was trying to gamble with the devil right now. “And what do you get?”