My Ex Wife Remarried Me Novels & Stories

"If I can get help from others, I also don't have to marry Noah and accept your curses, Mom..." Mrs. Gina was even more surprised, "Marry?" Grace nodded tearfully, "Yes, mom. I'm married to Noah." [Slap!] Mrs. Gina raised her hand and prepared to slap Grace again. The slap did land hard, but not on Grace's cheek but on someone else's. "Noah?!" "Y-you dare come here?!" An angry Mrs. Gina was even more outraged to find Noah there, especially when Noah replaced Grace to receive the slap. The atmosphere in Mrs. Gina's hospital room became even worse when Mrs. Gina, who heard the news of Grace and Noah's quickie wedding, couldn't resist the shock, causing her to have another heart attack.

As if he wasn't harboring feelings for someone else all along. Lifting my chin defiantly, I said, "Yes, Logan. I can't forget your brother. The only reason I married you was to be closer to him." Logan's face crumpled, and tears welled up in his eyes. So he cried because I, a stand-in, had rejected him. How pathetic. He grabbed my arm, dragging me toward his car. "Logan, let go of me!" I shouted. "No. You're my wife! I'm just taking you home."

I asked, and he sighed again. “To drive her away… I don’t want to believe we’re still married, so I’ll talk to my lawyer tomorrow. I saw her sign the papers before we separated. I gave her everything she wanted, even our marital home. I don’t know why she came back. I moved far away, yet here she is, ready to ruin my life again! I’m just glad Kairo’s already boarded the ship.” I hugged him and stroked his back. “Hey… Everything’s going to be fine. Your ex-wife won’t succeed with whatever she’s planning. Wait, there aren’t any valuables lying around here, are there?”

It took a while for her to finally calm down, and when she did… I was absolutely touched by the pain in her words as she spoke about her brother moving on without her. It was the same pain I had felt when my mom had remarried, two years after losing my dad. Yet, she blamed me continuously till this day for his demise. Like… I just don’t get it. How do you claim to miss your late husband, yet show off how happily married you are to your new husband? Like I really don’t. I opened my eyes later and couldn’t stop smiling… at the innocent-looking Alyssa in my arms. It was still so hard to believe that this young and beautiful lady was my wife.

"I organized this surfing event. Your ex-wife's new boyfriend was one of my invited guests. They've been inseparable these past two days." As I clenched my phone, bitterness washed over me. We hadn't even finalized our divorce, yet she was already with another man, quickly moving on from one relationship to the next. What did she truly think of me? What did she think of our marriage?

When I glanced at my father, I hoped he would realize that Aria was not the best choice for me, but it seemed he was satisfied with Aria’s reasoning. “Then, it’s settled. The wedding will be set as soon as possible,” he told me before turning to leave me alone with a crazy woman. “Damn! Damn it!” I cursed non stop after he left. This wasn’t how I had imagined my life would turn out. I had always envisioned marrying someone I loved, someone like Natalia. But now, that future is gone, and it is replaced by this cold, loveless arrangement with Aria. How cunning of her!

"Hi, Madam. I'm really troubled by something right now. My ex-husband is getting married tomorrow. I'm going to marry him alongside another woman. How do I ensure he chooses to spend the wedding night with me first?" The confused female voice rang clearly in everyone's ears. Everyone, including Giselle, was left dumbfounded. The live stream chat fell into dead silence. Moments later, it exploded with a flurry of activity. "Wait, your ex-husband's getting married? You're marrying him alongside another woman? And you want to be the first to consummate the marriage?"

"I’ve used it before with my ex-wife." Her eyes snapped to me. "Ex-wife? You were married?" "EX-wife," I emphasized, making sure to stress the "ex." "We divorced more than 15 years ago. Don’t worry—you’re not my mistress," I said, glancing at her. "Not that I’d have any say if I were," she replied, her tone sharp. "You bought me, so what right would I have to refuse this arrangement?" "Hmn," I hummed, shrugging. "Fair point, but I’m not married to anyone now. I’m single—no one’s going to cause you trouble."

"I know what you're talking about. I understand you. I didn't want to drive you away. I just wanted you to admit to your mistakes and then we can get married..." In order to survive, I began spouting nonsense. After hearing the words "get married", Derek suddenly stopped and stared at me with bloodshot eyes. "What did you say? You want to marry me?" I swallowed and forced a smile on my face. "That's right. I was really jealous when I found out that you were marrying someone else. I deliberately embarrassed you so that you could get a divorce and then I would find a chance to marry you. I didn't expect to not be able to contact you after the lawsuit..."

"The custody arrangements are complicated because I'm married to you." "I could sign something. Waiving parental rights." He looked at me. "You'd do that?" "It's not my baby. Why would I claim rights to it?" Something flickered across his face. "Right. Of course." Silence stretched between us. "Do you ever regret it?" I asked. "The contract marriage?" "I don't know. Ethan has improved. But I didn't expect it to be this complicated. I thought it would be simple. Professional." He closed the laptop. "I didn't account for the human element."