Novel & Cerita My Ex-husband Regret: I' M Done Ex!

Alisa argued. Lydia nodded in agreement. “That’s true. Grandpa Gerald is dead. No one will force you to stay married to her anymore” Ethan didn’t understand why, but he hated the word divorce. He had promised his grandfather he would treat her well. Divorcing her would be going against his orders. “I’m not divorcing her. Don’t bring this up again,” he told them and walked upstairs. “Mom,” Lydia turned to her mother with wide eyes. “What just happened? I thought Ethan would be happy to finally get rid of that woman” Alisa’s face turned to an angry frown. “No matter what, that woman cannot remain a daughter-in-law to the Grants”

Kate smiled then closed her eyes letting the breeze go into her head. “Are you sure you want to live in this city…with him around?” Joan suddenly asked glancing at Kate whose eyes were still shut. “He’s all in the past now.” Kate simply replied him. “I’m afraid he might notice you as his ex-wife..?” He added, his voice laced with nothing but worry. “Drop it Joan. Lucas is out of my life now, he’s nothing to me,”Kate said then her eyes opened, she glanced at Joan. “If it wasn’t for you who saved me from getting on the plane, I would have been dead by now. You saved me and I should focus on living this life well rather than thinking about an Ex.”

I raised the helm of my dress and beheld blood trailing down my thighs. No!!! I screamed at the top of my voice, I managed to search for my phone to text Tenaya and just then a message popped up, my phone screen lit up. I swiped a finger on the screen still in pain but then the message I received from Jason hurt me even more. “Meet me at the attorneys office.This marriage is officially over. 2pm tomorrow don't be late!”

He tossed it onto the desk beside the meal I had cooked through a crushing migraine. I looked down. Divorce Papers. My breath caught. I could feel the room spin. "Why?" I whispered. The anger drained away, leaving only emptiness. "Why are you doing this?" "Because I only married you because we were fated mates," Rex said flatly. "I never loved you, Rosemarie. I tolerated you because of the bond, but Tracy is back now. I'm done pretending. I'll give you a generous settlement. You'll be financially secure."

"This time you married the right crazy person. The one who is very possessive of you and does not like it when other men look at you and definitely does not like it when your ex husband shows up at our house talking about plastic surgery." She laughs again and looks up at me. "You are not crazy." "I am a little crazy." "You are the right kind of crazy." I kiss her. She kisses me back. And I forget about Kier Thornwell and his hollow eyes and his desperate pleas. Because he is nothing to me, nothing to her, nothing to us. He is a shadow, a memory, a warning from a past that we have left behind. We walk out of the sitting room together, her hand in mine, and I do not look back.

"It's just friendly advice." I raised my brows at her nonchalantly, like her words didn't get to me, and responded with a smile. "This is exactly a kettle calling the pot black. You should be the one checking yourself up in the hospital because of all the dirty old men running through you... besides, my ex wasn't someone's husband." I stepped closer, holding her gaze. "He was a clean, handsome guy, and all mine for those four years until ladies of your kind decided to take him away. Which I don't regret, because I can only find someone better and single. Read my lips: single, and not someone's husband."

Surely it wouldn’t be because I was happy to hear that my ex wants me back. “I know you are mad at me right now but the truth is that I haven’t been able to forget you all these whiles, Veronica. I thought of you every single day and every single time. I regretted my actions...I have regretted breaking up with you every single moment ever since you left. Now I know better and I promise to treat you better now. I promise to never take your love for granted now. Let’s get back together...”

Now all he had become was a senile old man who knew he couldn't do jack-shit. "You won't speak of him in such a tone!" Reginald growled back and ended up coughing. His chest heaved at the end. My mouth had curled into a smirk. "I hope you die just after our wedding. Maybe then I will get some fucking work done." I hissed and stormed out his door. Reginald called after me, voice empty and hurt. I drowned him out. Closed my ears. Kept my eyes on the carpet as I rocketed forward.

"This issue you have... the two men... who are they?" I looked away, not wanting to answer the question. "There's no reason to keep it a secret from me," He said. "If Iris is not going to be your client anymore, there's every chance that I would not see you again. You can at least answer this." "Dante Vale is my ex-husband," I said to him. If he was shocked, it did not show on his face. He simply said, "And the other man?" "Nick," I said. "We have gone out on a couple of dates."

" Naomi paused, keeping her hands on my shoulders as though she needed to make sure I was paying close attention to everything she was saying. "Then Mr.Nathan, your regretful ex-husband, who's now doing everything he can to win you back. He finally realized how much his ex-wife was worth after letting her go. I have no doubt both men will try their hardest to win your heart, and honestly, ma'am, you're going to have a difficult decision to make." After saying that, Naomi fell quiet, her eyes wandering as though she were already picturing how everything would unfold. But I was still trying to make sense of what she'd just told me. Nathan regretted our divorce? Was that really why he was sudde