Novel & Cerita My Ex Husband Can T Stop Chasing Me After Divorce

Because just the thought of catching a glimpse of her, watching her move through her day, brushing her daughter’s hair or holding her son’s hand, it brought something back to life in me. Something dangerous. Something hopeful. But then, the update that landed yesterday stopped me cold. Her “husband,” the man she had supposedly moved on with, doesn’t even live in the same city. Not just a different house. A different zip code entirely. And that fact, it pulled at something inside me. What kind of marriage is that? What sort of life was she building? Was it real, or just a facade to keep me away? The thought made me sit upright for hours last night, staring at my ceiling with a storm churning

Without batting an eye, no tears still dripping, I jumped into my car and drove off. A few minutes later, I arrived at Mrs. Ivy’s office. She knew me since I was little and of course, it didn’t take much time for me to feel comfortable around her. She had been a very nice person. “Hazel, you don’t look happy. What’s wrong?” She muttered, her voice soft. “I want to divorce my husband Mrs Ivy. Please help me out.” I said and her two brows raised. “You’re married to the most amazing, successful, and most handsome businessman in California. Why do you want to leave him?” She muttered and I scoffed.

“And you, stop fluctuating around me. Stop leading me on! Today you are all over me, tomorrow, you are treating me like shit” “I have tried to set everything right. I know that I am at fault and if you resent me for what I did to you in our past marriage, then you have all rights to. However, I will make something clear, I never cheated on you! I never went back to Maddie because I loved her! Maddie was never even pregnant for me and…….” I paused, squeezing my eyes shut. “Everything I did that time was to push you away from me but does it even matter anymore?…….”

Whatever had happened between Charlie and me, and whatever had happened after our divorce, I had always believed he would marry her. I had accepted that long ago and built my life around that certainty. My fingers tightened against the wood before slowly easing again. I wasn't wondering whether Charlie had made the right decision, that wasn't my place anymore. I kept my hands on the chair because I wasn't ready to step away from it, and I couldn't explain why. Bernard slipped his phone back into his pocket. "So..." I looked at him. "So?" A smile touched his face. "Does this mean you're going to give Alexander a chance?"

It was always the same story. “Did she disappear into thin air then?” he wondered. The look on Easton's eyes that afternoon meant one thing. Ivan wasn't going to escape the consequences of what he had done. Moreover, Ivan didn't want his grandfather to find out his wife divorced him. "I need to go visit him," Ivan thought when he was on his way back from the office. It was the only possible solution at hand. He opened the door and saw Katty, seated in the living room, drinking wine.

“Like, right now?” My grip on the phone tightens. “Yes.” “Separate ways?” he echoes. I can almost picture him frowning, running a hand through his hair the way he always does when he’s frustrated. “Yes, Carlos. You were the one who wanted this.” My throat burns, but I hold strong. “It’s over. We need to move on.” He is quiet again, but I can hear his breathing, heavy and uneven. “Even after the divorce, I’ll still care for you,” he finally says. “You know that, right?”

One day: "One year together, and he booked out an entire restaurant for me." The next: "Ugh, he gave her such a generous settlement, they're divorced, and she still won't stop clinging to my fiancé. What am I supposed to do?" Commenters jumped right in. "Divorced already? Guess nobody wants the old hag, so now she's clinging to her ex." "It's the money, obviously. A leech who can't survive without a man bankrolling her." I just quietly kept collecting evidence. One day she posted: "I told him I wasn't feeling well, and he turned away a major client flying in from Europe just to take me to my checkup."

However, before he drove away, as if he found my heart unwounded enough he uttered words that would forever haunt my dreams, "My lawyer will bring the divorce paper for you!" No, he cannot leave me! I panicked. Fear attacked my chest. "No! Martin! Tell me what you do not want about me- I will change it for you! I-I am just being jealous. I-I will not believe those gossiping people again. I understand they are just creating rumors! Just please do not leave me! I will not pester her anymore! I do not want to divorce you! Don’t leave, hear me out!" I screamed as I run with my bare foot slamming on the ground just to chase after him. However, I only saw his car pulling further and further away f

She said sharply, "In case you forgot, you're actually my ex-husband. We're divorced. Quit talking about some genealogy book and ancestors and lineage. Do you think you're of some royal family to be even speaking of such things? This isn't medieval times. The divorce certificate is the only law and the law is higher than anyone else. If you dare to violate me again, I'll call the police. Do whatever you want if you aren't afraid of being humiliated. One more thing, I have hired two masters in martial arts to guard the second floor and they're starting work this evening. I want to prevent certain thieves and perverts from breaking in. Sorry that you have to do this, ex-husband. But, hurry the

"Whatever. But what happens when she succeeds? Anyway, you just rest up and keep your mind off this ex wife of yours. I'm sure she'll be nothing to worry about once your father lands this deal with the Harrison family," Somehow, her voice seemed to calm him down a bit. But he still needed to find out more. Once alone in a room upstairs, he dialed a number and a deep voice responsed. "Hey, Peter. I want you to resume your search on Alison Ford, my ex wife. She's here in Maeville, I want every details you can find on her. Fail, and you'll regret it." The voice sounded shaky. "Y-yes sir. Consider it done."