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

“Check your social. Even after your divorce, they haven't forgotten to stab you in the back. They're saying you stole something and you have to return it by tomorrow. You can either do it or they'll report you to the police, and it'll be your fault if they do. The internet is blowing up!” Wait, what the hell is she saying. I snatch the iPad from her, my heart racing. I can see that #Xander XX's ex-wife was indeed trending. Oh. My. God. How can that even be? And worst of all, his company's official statement accused me of stealing valuable jewelry after the divorce.

“Stop by and ruin it. Even if she manipulated the divorce, you just proved her point. If this gets out, chances are she’ll get a restraining order. Is this what you truly want?” “I just want my wife back. That’s all.” “Well, that’s never going to happen. Meet someone else. Fall in love. Heck have another kid, I’m sure you can do that.” He shoots me a cold glare. That doesn’t stop the grin on my face. “Forget her. She’s done with you.” “Very encouraging, son. You have your mother’s sharp tongue.” “I’m just being honest.” “Shelve your honesty.” I try to be calm and amicable outside, but deep down I know that trouble is brewing.

After the divorce, everything just got easier. I was myself again, clear-eyed and steady and alive. I'm the wind. No mountain stays in the wind's way for long, and if one does, you go over it. The world was bright and wide, except for one irritating smudge: Victor. I still didn't know what came over him. We were divorced and he refused to let it end there. He chased me across the East Coast, all of it and publicly, like an old sticker that wouldn't peel off, stubborn and irritating and impossible to shake.

"I’ve been watching you lately. I know you’ve been keeping in touch with him. You still want him to notice you, don’t you? Desperately." She leaned in slightly, her gaze piercing. "But you can’t stoop low enough to ask for him back—not after you were the one who filed for divorce." I was taken aback, but not entirely surprised by her words. She had the audacity to tell me to stay away from him, yet she couldn’t seem to keep her distance from me even after the divorce. Was she tailing me all this time? What for? To prove some petty point that she was better than I?

“ I am your husband, it is my job to take care of you ” “ After the divorce, do you have any plans of marrying a real wife? ”. “ You are my real wife, I am not marrying another woman ”. “ You know your grandma wants you to have kids, once the divorce is signed, you just have to wait for a few days before you can get married to Chloe ”. “ Why are you always bringing her up in every conversation? ”. “ Because, no matter how much you deny it, I keep having this feeling that she is not going to stop until you make her your bride ”.

I think I might have misunderstood everything. “You didn't. I wanted to divorce you because I wanted to extort money from you for my mother's surgery. You didn't misunderstand that.” “But it was for your mother,” “Yeah, but I was wrong.” “And I was wrong for leaving.” “I still don't know why you left.” Memories of their wedding night came back and it left Cedric more confused. “I'll tell you,” he promised, “So, please wait for me.” “Wait for how long, Ric? I have been waiting for a long time.”

"I am your husband, so I have every right to stick my nose where it belongs." "Ex husband, Cillian Laurent," Bellatrix clarified. "In a few days, you'll be a stranger." "And you think I'll allow that to happen." Cillian's response completely caught her off guard. She stared at him, unable to comprehend what he meant. "I've told you once, haven't I?" He started, "You can try, but no one in this city would take your divorce case unless I say so. You can try again, this time around, I promise you, not a single soul would listen to you. So you better kiss those horse dreams of being with that bastard goodbye. There's no way you're getting divorced from me."

Felicia demanded. "Okay it's Kellerman, my ex, my ex husband, he's hunting me like a prey sitting lonely in the wild with no voice and no helper around," I explained to Felicia. "Okay, he's been actually hunting you to get you back or something or is he hunting you to ruin your life?," Felicia asked to clear her confusion. "No it's not , he's hunting me to make my life miserable and a living hell ever since we got divorced," I told Felicia.

I can’t do this anymore. “Sal?” Amanda called. I noticed I had gone silent and only the heart monitor could be heard. “Its all over,” I whispered in a voice that was hardly mine. “I want a divorce.” “A-a divorce? Are you…” she trailed off. She didn’t need to finish her sentence, I knew what she was going to say. “Money? I’ll pay him back.” I said and forced myself to sit up. “I hope the death of his child will be enough repayment.”

"I know I wronged you, and so did my family and everyone else who was there when we got divorced, but my life hasn't been the same since you left. I am willing to do anything and everything to prove to you how sorry I am for what happened. I can't go on without you anymore." "I told you, it's too late. I am married with kids, and my husband satisfies me. I would be a fool to get back with you after everything that I endured just for you to love me. Do you even have any idea what you put me through? Telling me to my face that you wanted another woman?" She scoffed. "So tell me, Elijah, if I was the one who kept confessing my love for another man to you daily, would you ever believe me if I to