My Ex Husband Novels & Stories

HAZEL: Alex and I were the typical high school sweethearts in the past. He was the hot and loving boyfriend who always made sure that every girl was jealous of our relationship. I always felt it was too good to be true because I was more of a nerd back then. Too bad, my instincts were right. He was only with me so he could prove to his ex that he could get her jealous. I was shattered on the day I found out his motive. It was also around the time that I was supposed to get married to my ex-husband. I was devastated and it affected my marriage at first.

I felt completely, utterly numb. I leaned my head back against the cushion, looking up at the ceiling beams, letting out a dry, humorless breath. I’m sorry, Rose. How convenient. The ex-husband who had walked away from me, who had systematically dismantled our five-year marriage brick by brick, who had paraded another woman through our home and made her sleep in the bed I had made with my own hands. The man who had weaponized our seven-year-old son against me, who had stood in our living room and watched me beg on my knees with a brain tumor eating my skull alive, completely ignoring my cries and calling me lazy—that man was now writing me a pathetic little note.

Synopsis Katherine McQueen's world shattered when her father borrowed from Massimo Hollingsworth, a ruthless New York billionaire who commands the fearsome Hollingsworth dynasty. When Massimo arrived to collect his due, a tragic accident left him in a coma. Desperate and cornered, Katherine was forced into a marriage she never wanted. His powerful relatives plotted his death, certain he wouldn’t survive, eager to erase her as well by throwing her out once she becomes a widow. But Massimo did survive. When he awakened, the ice in his gaze was nothing compared to the fury in his heart. He recognized Katherine as the daughter of the man who orchestrated his accident. Hatred

“No, it’s true… Really! I’m sure you’ve managed to get yourself a very good-looking husband. Let me guess, a CEO?” He was kidding, but hitting close to home made me frown as I remembered Elijah. “Good-looking, yes. CEO, yes. But husband? Not anymore.” “Oh.” His expression changed immediately. “I’m sorry to hear that.” “You know, it's been a rough few months,” I began tentatively, twiddling my thumbs in my lap. “I'm actually going through a divorce, and my family... they keep asking for money from my ex-husband, which just complicates things even more.”

"It's all thanks to his gold-digging ex-wife who abandoned him that I got to meet such a wonderful man." Ex-wife? Gold-digging? My fingers tightened around the glass. "Your husband… was married before?" "Mhm." Chloe pouted, her expression immediately filling with contempt. "I heard his ex-wife was an incredibly greedy woman." "She took all his savings and ran off with some lowlife. No one has heard from her since." "They didn't even finalize the divorce." "My husband feels bad about it, so to make it up to me, he's willing to buy me anything and everything."

"She is my ex-wife." ‎

What more do you want? "If you keep causing a scene, I’m going to retract my offer to remarry you. You’re going to regret it." I could tell he had run out of patience, judging by his expression. Regret? I had already done my part of regretting. I regretted not leaving him sooner. It was only after I left him that I realized that there was more to this world than Emil. "Emil, let me be perfectly clear: I have no intention of remarrying you. In fact, I am already married, so I would appreciate it if you stopped pestering me." I shrugged off his hand and turned to leave.

I wondered. "I didn't mean to pry," he said. "I just-" "It's alright. You're not prying." I muttered. "I am having some issues." "Relationship issues?" He asked. "You could say that," I nodded. "It's my ex-husband. He is back in town and hellbent on harassing me." "You have been married?" I nodded. "For three years. We got divorced 3 years ago." "Oh, I'm so sorry." He apologized. "Who is he? I might know him."

“Excuse me?” I took a deep breath. “It’s about Harold—my soon to be ex husband.” His expression didn’t change. “Not interested.” I swallowed hard. “Please. Just listen.” Mr Garcia sighed but gestured for me to continue. I gripped my hands together. “Harold and I… We were married for years. I fought my family for him. I gave up everything. And when he disappeared, I held everything together. I drained my savings, I kept his family afloat. And then, when he came back, he—”

I'll address their messages tomorrow; today, all I want is to tend to my wounds and unwind with my daughters. It's a tranquil Sunday morning, and my daughters and I have just finished enjoying a leisurely breakfast. In the past, when I was still married to Jasper, we would already be attending church at this hour, leaving the house before daybreak. My ex-husband wasn’t that religious,he was quite a sweet and kind soul. I miss him so much. .I wish he hadn’t cheated on me, I wish that bitch “Julie” never existed”. It’s so painful to bear.