My Ruthless Ex Husband 소설 & 이야기

He was ruthless, and when he threatened you, you would feel his wrath. I didn’t want to feel his wrath because I knew how ruthless he could be. He was my brother, after all. When I grabbed my phone and saw the news, I was smiling from ear to ear. There were articles about how the Investment guru, Asher Quinn, was cheating on his wife with teenagers. I was sure he was having a very bad day. I couldn’t imagine how his wife felt, but it wasn’t my job to worry about her. The video of me revealing that he was with a woman who wasn’t his wife was all over. And the video of him admitting he was fucking a woman who was that young.

“You think I’m blind—some fool?” “What?” Ruth sounds surprised, and probably a little taken aback. “What the hell is that supposed to mean?” “Oh, you know what I mean all too well, Mother.” He walks past her, gaining steps toward me. He backhands me one more time, almost breaking my jaw. “Fuck you!” I spit out. He chuckles. “Gladly, but not before I make you see what I do to your beautiful yet desperate ex-wife. You sure you taught her how to suck a dick, right?”

He said he was already married and that he would never take anyone else as his wife. Ruth had been furious upon hearing that and had threatened to kill herself. Still, no matter what she did, Tyler remained unmoved. In truth, she'd lied to him about almost losing her vision when saving him. She'd only been interested in his wealth upon realizing that he was a rich kid who'd run away from home in a fit of rage. Now that Tyler had rejected her, she knew she couldn't sit around and wait any longer. She bought over one of the Stone family's maids and conspired with Mary to make Tyler fall into bed with her.

I struggled to shout. "Hugh is no longer your husband. He's currently fuck his new girl. He doesn't care about you anymore," he sneered, "If it weren't for Hugh, I would have raped you by now. Blame yourself for meddling. Don't worry, I only intend to take some photos to ensure your silence. Plenty of people would pay handsomely for nudes of the ex-wife of the Thornton Aviation heir." One of the thugs approached me and forcefully ripped my shirt open. In panic, I turned to Sam, pleading,

After thinking for a while she picks up the phone. Natalia said angrily, "Why aren't you picking up the phone?" Ignoring her words, Bella asked, "Did Roger go to the hostel ?" Natalia, "Don't try to ignore me." Bella, "Mumma, first tell me, did Roger go to the hostel?" Natalia "Yes, Peter took him yesterday evening. Now tell me, what is this marriage?" Bella,"Mumma this marriage is necessary." Natalia, "Bella, I am your mother. If there was someone in your life, you could have told me."

He stared at me, perplexed and baffled. “He set me up to ruin my reputation. He set me up to drown. To die. All because he wanted to return to his high school sweetheart, Flora Muller. They were in it together. They plotted together, and they celebrated my death together by plotting to get my family evicted from their home.” I tried to hold back my tears as I recollected the darkest moments of my life. “Oh honey, that’s awful!” Logan gasped. “I can’t believe a husband would do that – get a stranger to attack his wife and then dump her in the ocean. Alive! What kind of a man would do that? It’s disgusting!”

My pulse hammered against his palm, and I hated the way my nipples tightened at the threat. Dante Rossi was no ordinary man. He was the cold-hearted, ruthless king of the Rossi crime family, a name whispered in fear across every dark corner of the city. They said he’d slit a man’s throat for looking at him wrong, that he’d burned entire empires to ash just to prove a point. No mercy. Just power, control, and the kind of violence that left bodies cold and families broken. My husband... No my ex. That fucking bastard had promised me forever. In the end, he didn’t just divorce me. He sold me. Traded me like a commodity to clear his debit.

I explained. “He is truly not innocent,” I muttered. “I wonder why I ever felt pity for him.” I held Natasha’s hand, “Don’t blame yourself for being compassionate. In fact, I wish you can remain like that. Let me be the only ruthless person among us.” “A marriage between a ruthless man and a kind woman, isn’t that a mismatch?” she asked, smiling. “We would complement each other,” I replied. I leaned in and kissed her on the lips. “What a power couple we are!” she chuckled. “Yep,” I nodded in agreement.

Rod said. "There's something you need to know, Rod," I said to him. "What is it? Why does someone want you dead? Do you have enemies?" he asked. "My husband is a very dangerous person. He was a ruthless, merciless mafia boss who foughts for everything lethal and illegal just to get home to his lovely wife and make love to her to wash all the tiredness and worries away," I explained and his eyes narrowed, he was listening to me very carefully.

“Honestly Ruin, I’m fine. It’s nothing.” “Nothing.” I couldn’t help it I ran my fingers over the rapidly developing bruises on her throat. “Doesn’t look like nothing babes. It looks like this asshole touched what was mine.” She didn't argue back but she did beg. ”Please don't Ruin, please.” she begged for her ex-husband and it was like a knife to my heart. Why was she still defending him? Ignoring her, I let my eyes settle on him. The man who had been lucky enough to have her in his life for thirteen years and had left angry marks on skin instead of worshipping her. “I think it’s time me and you had a quiet little chat… friend.”