My Ex Husband Novels & Stories

I never wanted to see him again, and I meant it. I'd rather die than have Mike come close to me or my daughter ever again! Firstly, I was terribly embarrassed to face him; my reaction had been rash and utterly unreasonable. Today, we planned to visit Beverly again, Velma and I, probably to distract myself from the fact that I still remembered the birth date of my ex-husband that was today. The last time we celebrated his birthday was on happy notes- just a few months before he threw me under the bus. How convenient was that?

she exclaimed in disbelief. "You heard me”, he said smoothly, with a nonchalant shrug. "Come back to live with me, Freya. Be my wife again. If you do, I’ll be a changed man. No more schemes, no more games. I’ll give you my word, and to make it clear how serious I am..."

I said sharply, cutting in before Norman could even open his mouth. "Dennis Russell Adams. Ex wife. You served me divorce papers, remember? Signed and dated from the very first day of our marriage, sitting in your drawer for five years, waiting for the moment you'd finally decided I was no longer useful to you. I believe the word you're looking for is ex, not wife." I straightened, my voice going cold and final now, every trace of warmth gone from it entirely.

It was a statement of fact, delivered with the same gravity he used to close billion-dollar deals. "Not a return to what we were," he continued, his eyes locked on mine. He didn't blink. "I don't want the ghost of our marriage, Sera. I want something new. Something we build from here, on the ground we’ve cleared. I want it to be permanent." I felt the air leave my lungs. My fingers tightened on the shears. I wanted to look away, to find something else to focus on, but he wouldn't let me. His gaze was a tether, pulling me toward him.

It was Ethan, Katherine’s brilliant son who had secretly pulled strings to erase it. Iron Lady ⚔️: Alright. News or no news, the problem remains. Your ex-husband is back. In your company. That alone is dangerous for you, Katherine. He won’t just sit quietly. Madkat 🤯: I know, Ariana. Honestly. But, I don't know what to do.

“I heard her and her friend talking about something interesting. I barged into the conversation without thinking. And when they turned around…” He paused. “I found her. My long lost love.” I waited. “I thought she would remember me,” he continued. “I really did. But she did not. From the look of things, she does not even know who the hell I am.” I chuckled. “That sounds like you. Always appearing and disappearing.” “And there is another twist,” he added. “She is with your wife.” “My wife?” I frowned. “Yes,” he said. “They are close friends. She probably did not recognize me."

She asked me, immediately she had her seat, but her glance never left mine, while I took a deep breath. "Well that guy you were drawing over, is no one person but Carter Onward, my ex husband." I finally spoke up, and she gasped. "What? Are you being serious right now?" She exclaimed, and I just nodded. "That's even the worst part, but the fact that I would have to work with him for months is really so sad, and I don't even know what to do right now." I expressed my emotions to her in the way I could. "Oh my goodness this is not good? So what are you going to do?" She asked me, while she finally stopped up, and made her way to where I was seated.

Most importantly I want her to make the first move to attack me again then I can stand on that and deal with her. You asked why I want to peak the interest of the Alexander Johnson concerning the kids, point of correction, Alexander Johnson is not my ex-husband, he is still my husband because I was never found and there’s no record of me being alive or dead. He never filled for divorce or separation on account of my disappearance so legally I’m still very much married to him until he says otherwise.

He says as he looks deep into her eyes without hesitation. "Wait, you said you got married. I don't see a wedding ring. What happened?" "Well, I don't see a ring on your finger either. What happened there?” He sighs and then continues, “My ex-wife divorced me 10 years ago. She told the court that she didn't know who I was anymore. She couldn't stand me, so she took my kids and I barely ever got to see them till they were old enough to come visit me themselves."