My Ex Husband Novels & Stories

I couldn’‍t hold it in. “What exactly do you want sir?.......You wa⁠nt to know why I’m here huh? My husband, well soon‌ to‌ be ex fuc‌ked‍ my stepsist‍er in our damn b‍ed, gave m‌e‌ divorce papers. After‍ I gave him everything.‍ I held him up when he‍ had nothing, typed his p⁠lans⁠ till my fingers bled, paid all⁠ his bills. And my inheritance….billions of dollar‌s, Dad’s comp‌any, I signed it over because I loved him, I bu⁠ilt his‍ e‌mpire. And now he’s kicki⁠ng me⁠ out by the weekend, laug⁠hing with her, taking every penny from‌ m‌e.”

I tilted back a little, looking down on him. "I don't need to say my name" I responded, and he scoffed while adjusting his back on the chair. I was popular and he had better know. "You look quite..." "Different?" I coldly spat, and he ducked his head at me as though that wasn't what he wanted to say. "Lost" he completed with his sonorous voice and I snapped my teeth, feeling mousey. He should quit acting like a gentleman because he wasn't. It took miles to find him and, finally, he was just a step closer. My ex-husband turned out to be my business partner.

Like she didn’t just rip my fucking heart out. "Wait,' there is a pause as the realization of what I just heard finally catches up with me, “What?! A year and a couple of months?! Are you kidding me?! That's almost how long we have been married!" Disgust. Rage. Nausea. They all run through my veins as I say the words out loud. My husband and his Ex. Fucking for a year and a couple of months while still coming home to me. I turn on my heel and bolt.

"Kendrick Reyes. As I am falling, I’m dragging everyone alongside. You included. Like it or not, you are the reason why my ex-husband is dead. You told me that was my only solution to be with Felix." I thought he would flinch, but he only smirked. "The words I said were things you would have done eventually. Besides, if I remember correctly, that ex-husband of yours was a deadbeat." His hands swung beside him as he moved. His eyes were so dark that my heart started beating fast. I could hear it in my ears. "He used to beat you. Molest you. An alcoholic that womanized. He even brought women to your house. Then let his friends have their way with you because he knew the only reason you married

AURORA'S POV My ex husband wasn’t just crazy, he was also as stupid as a string. I tried to remember what I saw in him at first, beyond his I*******m model looks. The answer was simple and embarrassing, he was the rebound. The fix for Aiden’s refusal and the thing I tried that almost ruined me. “We’re happily divorced. I married someone else.” I showed him my wedding finger, with an engagement ring with a diamond the size of his face shining back at him.

Xander’s eyes softened, but he didn’t interrupt me, letting me pour out my heart. “Then there was my ex husband.” I laughed out a very ugly laugh. “We were perfect on paper, but there wasn't really an spark in our marriage. Foolish me was trying to convince myself that it would get good with time and that he would learn to love me more in the marriage. I also wanted the marriage to work and have a baby because I was getting old too. We had Ethan and I thought finally a breakthrough, he'd love me more because of the baby. But he didn't, I found him pants down in our home railing one of the many models he worked with.”

But that didn’t mean he’d leave me alone. So although he had nothing to tell me, the moment I turned my phone back on his name lit up on my phone screen once more. I flipped it over and focused my attention back onto Joanna. “Who’s that?” She asked. “My ex-husband.” I said quickly cutting at my dinner so I could distract myself, “I don’t think he regrets anything. He just gets annoyed when he doesn’t get what he wants.” “He’s very persistent.” She mused. “Very.” I agreed without emotion.

he asked. I kept mute for some time as I searched for my words. And, Bruce made sure that he was patient with me throughout. “Ethan. My ex husband,” I answered after I had decided to just tell him the truth. It was not going to hurt. “Oh, wow! You are still seeing him?” he asked, surprised. I could not blame him. That was the impression I had given him. “No, I am not. We are kind of short term business partners and we had to talk about some things,” I answered.

I’ve already made my decision and I must let Thane know about what’s happening. “The man you saw me with,” I began. “He is my ex husband.” Thane just...stopped. Eyes wide, like I'd slapped him. “Your ex-husband?” he said, and his voice came out all low, and careful. I just nodded, my throat feeling tight. It felt like I was swallowing glass. “Yeah. Maverick. We’ve got ugh, history. Complicated as hell.” Honestly, I’d never spilled the whole story to him before. He knew I’d had a mate, sure, but that was basically it. I mean, why dig up skeletons if you don’t have to?

he gave a soft reassuring smile. Did he just say husband? How did he come to that misguided conclusion? I'm going to set the record straight. That man will never be tied to me ever again. "Ex," I breath. "Pardon?" He asks, confused. I want to laugh because he looks like a little lost puppy, tipping his head and his brows are creased. His eyes are searching my face for answers to my short statement. "Zachary is my ex-husband," I state, trying to clear up any misunderstanding, like that fact I might actually have to go back home to that bastard. That is never going to happen, and he needs to know that.