My Ex Wife Remarried Me Novels & Stories

Shaking my head, I banish those thoughts and focus on Gabe. “That’s not all,” he began. “Seriously?” I watch as he struggles to form the words. He then runs his hands down his face before speaking. “She’s also my ex-wife.” “Come again” There was no fucking way I heard him right. “I said that she’s my ex-wife,” he repeated, this time in a lower tone. I can’t count the number of times he has managed to shock me today. I must have hit my head somewhere, because there is no fucking way Gabriel had once been married.

“There’s something I should tell you. I’ll be getting remarried.” What? My eyes bulge and my heart clenches. I shouldn’t feel this way, I should be happy for him but I’m not because for as long as I can remember, I’ve always wanted him even though I know he’ll never look at me that way. What am I even saying? I’m married…to his nephew. “Oh. who? When?” I recover, spewing out the words fast. I know he doesn’t have a mate, he never found her. The rumor is that she’s probably dead plus it’s not really an uncommon thing. I haven’t found my mate either, not that it would matter anyway.

He sounded irritated. “Let me finish.” “No, it’s okay. I guess you expect me to go back to my ex-wife too.” “I thought she had passed?” He did make it clear his ex-wife died long ago. “Yes, but maybe you want me to dig up her grave, because apparently for you, your ex-husband was alive, and now you have decided to return to him.” He was being sarcastic, and I didn’t know how to respond, as I knew how much her death still affected him. She was the reason he didn’t want to commit in the first place. That’s why it didn’t work between us.

CHRISTIAN My gaze was stuck on the scene… My now ex-wife was standing close to another man, leaning toward his phone and smiling brightly at his words as if he had promised her the nectar of eternity. My hands were clenched tightly, possibly leaving bruises; I don't recall her ever laughing so joyfully in our five years of marriage. She has a daughter. Now, this man—did she leave us for him? Who is he, father of her daughter? Did she truly remarry?

I didn't know what to say but I still felt bad that I forgot about my own moral principles for the sake of saving my marriage. As if he could tell what was going through my mind, he turned my face to look at him, his gaze so soft and firm at the same time that it made my knees feel weak and fluttering feelings ran free in my heart. “No one hurts you and goes scot free. Richard, your ex husband, is going to pay dearly for what he put you through, his only saving grace is that his actions brought you to me. From now on, you are going to be with me and in case you haven't noticed, I am madly in love with you, Elle. Richard is your past now and I am your future. So what do you say, will you give

"Go ahead. Let everyone hear. Let's see if they believe me—or better yet, we'll let your new man come and see for himself." "You—!" Her face flushed red in fury. After a long moment of deadlock, she finally gave in. "Fine, you win. I won't pretend anymore. I'll lay it all out for you. But even now, there's nothing left to say between us. I've remarried. Stop clinging to me." "What did you say?!" Rage surged through me, clouding my vision. I clenched my fists, teeth grinding. "Hilary! It's been three years! I thought you and our daughter were dead! And now you won't even give me an explanation? Just toss me aside with one sentence about remarriage?!

I decided to trust Doriane as more than a boss, I saw a friend in her, so I was in trust with her. " I was a full-time housewife until very recently." I started with my narration. Doriane was very attentive, so I continued. " My husband wanted to forget his ex so he proposed marriage to me and I accepted because of my love for him. My life was perfect until a year later when his ex unexpectedly showed up again in his life with him realizing that he still loved her and so, we broke our relationship." I didn't go into full detail as this was still painful for me even though I knew full well it was for the best that I was now separated from Johnson.

Amelia is close to thirty years old. “My ex-husband however married me not out of love but because he wanted a child. I was a breeder to him. When he realized that I could not get pregnant he found a lady who could do what his useless wife couldn't. He kicked me away after he got his mistress pregnant. That's how I ended up being a divorcee after being married for three years.”

That was when the weight of everything hit me again. I was married. The word felt strange in my head. Married. To a man I barely knew. A powerful man. A dangerous man.,Married to my ex's rival. A man who saved my mother’s life—but not for free. My chest tightened. How will I tell my mother? I wondered. How will I explain that the man she thinks I will marry is no longer in my life? Clark. Just thinking his name still hurt, even though I Love him,but it seems the love is gradually turning to hatred which I can't control.

Even if I told him the truth, he would never believe me. "Nathan..." I tried again, hoping he would finally listen to my explanation. But Nathan quickly raised his hand, stopping me from saying anything further. Don't ever call my name again. From today onward, whatever relationship existed between us is over. I will no longer consider that we have ever known each other." I tried to find even a small trace of the husband I once knew, but there was nothing left.The person standing before me was no longer the man I once married too.My heart ached, and tears threatened to fall.