My Gorgeous Wife Is An Ex-convict! Novels & Stories

It was such a fun moment. I was still glancing through the pictures when a notification popped up above the screen, catching my attention. Then I tapped on the news app, just out of habit. I wasn’t expecting to see what I did. But there it was. "Gold-digger CEO Wife Exposed: From Marital Scandal to Seduction Scheme." "Sources Confirm Elle Orlando Slept Her Way Into Billionaire Marriage" "Ex-Husband Speaks: 'She Betrayed Me For Power'" I froze.

Walking out I ask Tom, “Tom, I’m not good about what to wear to a business dinner. Will this be alright?” Tom smiles, “You look wonderful. My son is a very lucky man.” I thank him and we head to the restaurant. Max is talking with a group of people. A smile appears on Max’s face when he sees me. “Everyone, let me introduce you to my beautiful wife, Elanor Grace,” Max says as he takes my hand. “Well, look at you, Max, landing another model,” an older man says while smacking Max on the shoulder. Max smiles, “Michael, Ellie is an accountant. She recently graduated from university.”

Chloe stepped closer, clutching his arm. “Oh, look. The gold digger is back,” she sneered. Aaron’s brows furrowed. “What is she doing here?” Sofia felt her chest tighten. She took a step forward, voice shaking. “Aaron... it’s me. Sofia. Your wife.” Aaron’s face darkened, his expression hard. “No... you’re not. My wife—my real wife—is standing right here. Chloe.” Sofia felt her breath leave her. “No. She abandoned you! I was the one who stayed! I held your hand after every surgery. I took care of you when no one else would! Please, Aaron... can’t you hear my voice? Remember me?”

I said with a smile that didn't reach my eyes. “That's hard you know, I just pray you don't get life for that,” Ava said, breathing in and out and nodding frantically while also holding her chest. “I don't know how the justice system works here but I hope I don't get life,” I said thoughtfully. Changing the topic, I asked her about her husband, “So how's your new husband?” “He's good, quite handsome, but he's flat out rude sometimes, I mean the few times we've been together,” Ava stated and I saw the light in her eyes dim when she spoke about how the man treats her and for what I can say I think Ava isn't comfortable with that.

Nathan smiled, enjoying his misery. "Yes. You need nothing wrong. You just tried to kill me." "But...You're only doing this to get back at me..." The man trailed off. Their talk was beginning to attract eyes. "Yes, Mr Contreras. It's the least I can do for trying to hide Ema....oh! I mean Adriana." "How many times will we tell you until you get that she's not your wife, You can keep your job for all I care." Mr Contreras walked back to his truck, just what Nathan wanted.

“What are you doing! Sebastian Ford, put me down! We’re getting divorced tomorrow! From tomorrow onward, we’re no longer husband and wife, put me down! Put me down! Sebastian Ford! Please don’t trample on my dignity! Just let me die! If you let me go, I’ll smash my head into the wall! Sebastian Ford! Go and see Lori Gibson! Go and see your new lover! She’s younger than I am, more beautiful than I am, more educated than I am! She lived abroad! “What am I! I’m just an ex-convict! You jerk! You a**! Put me down! You are dirty! You are disgusting! Put me down! “Go to your new girlfriend! I’m just a freaking ex-convict! I was imprisoned! Why are you even touching me! Get off of me!”

"Parading herself? Even if she was with Damien, how does that affect you? She is only with him because you left her; knowing how loyal she is, I am sure that she would have still been your wife when she left jail." "So you want me to be labelled as the husband of an ex-convict?" Gavin said and then shuddered at the thought. "So why are you stuck up on her? Damien knows that she is an ex-convict, and he still thinks he can appear with her in public, so what is it to you?" Daniel asked. He hated that you had to come to a club as high-end as this, and instead of mingling with the girls, they were sitting in a corner and talking about his ex, who was an ex-convict.

This was unacceptable to Jeremiah. When Pamela had risen to prominence in the business world in Tiusto, Jeremiah was shocked. The little girl next door from 10 years ago had grown into such a graceful and beautiful lady. She was simply his type! So what if she had been married before? Her wedding hadn't even begun when the groom was thrown into prison. So what difference did it make? Jeremiah hadn't cared about Pamela's ex-convict ex-husband, thinking he wasn't worthy of attention. He believed that there was no comparison between him and the ex-convict.

I kept asking myself over and over again how it had all come to this and why the man who seemed not to have gotten over his ex-wife and even resisted my charm in all the years we'd been married suddenly got smitten by that bitch. Yes, I agreed that she was beautiful. I agree that she had a bigger and curvy features that could make any man go insane than me, but I had no idea that my own husband who claimed that he wasn't over his first wife, would also join the band of men smitten by her and end up humiliating me in public.

“I promise to be a better husband. Just give me a chance to make things right.” “Don’t you get it, Alex? I can’t be married to you!” she yelled. “Why? I don’t see a reason why you shouldn’t,” I interrupted, leaning closer to her. “You want to know why?” she asked, rising to her feet. “Yeah,” I replied. “First, you strink poverty. I can’t spend the rest of my life with a poor man. This ‘baby girl’ deserves queen treatment,” she said. “And lastly, I can’t date an ex-convict,” she declared, a smile on her lips.