My Ex Husband Can T Stop Chasing Me After Divorce Novels & Stories

“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.

“That’s the problem, Sebastian. You didn’t think at all. About me. About what I was going through.” “I know I made mistakes,” he said, softer now. “But until the divorce papers are signed, I’m going to keep trying. I’m going to fight for us, Haley. For our family.” My heart clenched at the word family. “Don’t,” I said, my voice low and tired. “Don’t say that like you didn’t already choose someone else." “That’s not true—” “Don’t.” I repeated it again, sharper this time. “Just stop.”

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."

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."

It has just been weeks since the divorce was completed, and there was no way any man should be making me feel some type of way. After everything Marcus had made me go through, there was no way I was trusting any man again. It was all the same, so vile! Marcus did more than this to me, he was all over me. Loving and amazing, he cherished me so much and then everything changed. “You are not going to fall for that again. Just keep your head in the game,” I told myself. I had to be strong for my daughter, I had to keep raising her. There was no point in chasing what wasn't real.

My voice dies as his gaze remains unwavering. “ I will get you the divorce you want. You can start a new life, work in a good company, and make a name for yourself. You can make your dreams come true, Grace. And maybe one day in the future, you will forget how they hurt you. ” He sounds determined. My breath catches in my throat. It feels like if I tell him that I want it, he will make it happen for me. In this moment, an odd sensation spreads in my chest. I swallow, and breathe, and stare at him a little longer.