Novel & Cerita My Ex Is Getting Married

"Come on, I've been waiting for you in the car since." Arielle and Richard watch her with wide eyes and mouths. On one hand, she looks pretty sexy for a woman that had always seemed so drab and sullen when she was his wife and on the other, Arielle is wondering about her audacity. Arielle suddenly walks past Richard and stands in front of Ivy. "Hi there, ex wife. You didn't deem it fit to let your ex husband know that the account you both shared had been closed and discontinued?" "No, I didn't deem it fit. Will you excuse me? I have plans with my about to be new husband." Ivy re iterates, getting bolder by the minute.

I scoffed. “Has anyone ever told you you're unbelievably full of yourself?” “No one would dare” His gaze returned to the table in front of him. As though we'd just discussed the weather. After a brief silence, he spoke again.. “I assume you've seen the news” “What news?”. I asked, totally confused. “Our wedding” I frowned “It’s all over the Internet, it’s reached the number one trending topic this morning” My eyes widened “What” I immediately pulled out my phone. And sure enough, every news outlet was reporting the same thing

I didn't expect Cameron to be so blunt about something like this, the only excuse I could come up with is, “We are not married” “Then let's get married” I froze. He didn't even hesitate, he looked really serious. “Anyway, getting married here is not a big deal. We can just sign a certificate and that's it” I couldn't help but ask, “Really?” He nodded, “Yes. When do want us to get married?” I thought about it for a moment before asking, “Why do people get married?” He smiled, “For many reasons, some get married to boost their business, some get married because their partner is rich, some get married because their partner is beautiful or handsome”

I couldn’t remember the last time I came here. Since Dean and I got serious, I had been staying over at his place—but that wasn’t enough to make him loyal. He had been seeing someone else the whole time. I picked up my phone and turned it on. There were missed calls from Madison, from my agency—but none from Dean. He didn’t think I deserved an explanation. He didn’t even bother to check if I was okay. I tapped on my I*******m app and almost fainted when I saw the headlines. “Dean, ex-boyfriend of popular model Ximena Branson, says they were never serious—it was a situationship they had both outgrown.”

The groom was carrying the bride, who was covered by a veil, into the elevator. The third video was from the 8th-floor elevator lobby. The hallway had been decorated with colorful ribbons, and the groom was carrying the bride, with a large group of people following behind. Because he was carrying the bride, the groom kept his head down as he walked, only raising it slightly when he exited the elevator. With just one glance, I recognized him. It was my ex-boyfriend who I broke up with two and a half years ago.

She couldn’t help but feel proud of him and throws herself into his arms and hugged him tightly then kiss him all over his face and Chris laughed at her playful act. Chris managed to stop her and asked if she is that happy and she nodded yes with enthusiasm. "Tell me whatever you want and I will grant it for you" she said and Chris had a quick thought of what to ask "Forget about your ex" he told her and Laura is quick surprised to hear his request "I don't have an ex" she replied with clear eyes "Good one" "And come to think of it, I also cheated on him and got married to you" she said "Speaking of getting married, we haven't had the chance to consummate our marriage yet, a rainy night like

Anyway, as the moonlight fades and the stars twinkle above, I want to express my heartfelt thanks again to each and every one of you. “I Married My EX”—a story filled with love, revenge, and mystical lupine magic—has now reached its final chapter. Drew and Jette’s journey unfolded through moonlit forests, ancient grudges, and surprising twists. Your unwavering support, your laughter shared in secret, and your whispered encouragement fueled my imagination.

The weight of everything pressed down—the Ripper, Father’s threats, the wedding fallout, her. My phone buzzed on the nightstand. Alex. I answered. “Yeah?” Quiet sobbing came through first, then sniffing. “Hey? What’s wrong?” I asked, sitting up straighter. “It’s finally over,” he whispered, voice thick. “What?” “I and my wi—” He caught himself. “I mean, ex-wife. We finalized the divorce today.” “Isn’t that good news?” I scoffed lightly, trying to pull him out of it. “I guess,” he said, sounding lost. “I just don’t know what’s wrong with me. But anyway, I called because—how the hell did you get married without me knowing? Not even an invitation or—”

Just when Elaine’s husband, Tan De Marco, needed her most, she left him. Taking along with her the five million pesos she'd asked as compensation for all the fruitless days she’d spent with him. After three years, Tan has moved on with his life and became a successful Surgeon. Just when he thought everything's sailing smoothly, he found out that his late grandfather Textile company was facing serious hardship in the operation and management. The only way to save the company was to remarry his heartless ex-wife who disappeared right after she got the money from him. For Tan, he'd rather dive into poverty than marry his ex-wife once again.

He cut me off mid-sentence, grabbed his car keys, and walked out the door without a second glance. No kiss. No hug. Not even a goodbye. "We’ve only been married two weeks, and this is how you treat me—just because you already have your father’s shares. And now you’ll keep using me to get your hands on Uncle Noah’s stake too. What a greedy man I married…" I said through my tears, my shoulders shaking with sobs. I wanted to scream at him, to slap him across the face—but love for him still held me captive.