Novel & Cerita My Ruthless Ex Husband

The insult he hurled against Beth made me see red. My face contorted in anger. “My wife was not a promiscuous woman. We both know the truth, so stop spreading lies that would malign her because I will seriously make you pay for it.” I hissed. I was so angry. I knocked Dr. Robert down and straddled him, pummeling him with my fists. “You can hurt me and curse me, but not my wife, because now you are going to pay the price!” I said in gritted teeth.

I was in real deep shit. “So… All these years, I've been living with a daughter that my husband had with his mistress… And not just any mistress, it's the wife of our former driver whom you killed with your own hands and didn't die in an accident.” Rachel repeated everything just said in summary, her face was without colour, her lips shaking violently.

With a sympathetic balance, she responded, "That’s our boss’s ex–husband. A billionaire, as you can see." At that point, it seemed like a time bomb went off inside of me, shattering my entire being.

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.

Roseline asked, pointing a finger at him. “I’m a grown man Rose, what are you both even doing here?” He asked them. We looked at them and then started to leave, we had been on a wild goose chase to catch my horrible ex, there was no reason for us to be around them when they were having their family reunion. “Where do you think you’re going? Husband snatcher” Jenna said, her lips as sharp as ever. “Husband snatcher? You call that dog of a man a husband?” I paused “Please, you both are disgusting, He called me, if I knew it was him..I wouldn’t even be here” I snapped.

"What could you possibly want after all this time, Noah?" The return of her ex-husband to the city was something she had never even thought was possible. But not only had he done that, but he was now actively coming after her? Olivia knew a lot of things about Noah Grant, and one of them was that he never did anything without a very good reason. So what exactly could have made him come back to a wife he had abused and disregarded for so long?

"That old punk is obsessed with a male heir. He blames you for your brother's death. If he knows that he has....." "Son of a bitch." I immediately regret the words that came out of my mouth. Even if he is about to ruin my life, I thought of his mother and his dark past. But this man has zero compassion. "In deed,I am. So don't mind me acting like one." "You are a complete loser." "Call me one,doc, after I had gone bankrupt. I found a way before that happens." "By ruining my life? If I said no,you will expose Cayden's son?"

Devi chuckled, a dark, ruthless sound that vibrated in the tiled room. He turned on the gold faucets, the roar of the water echoing her internal chaos. "I never claimed to be a saint, baby. I'm a stalker who kept his prize. I'm a CEO who closed a hostile takeover. But I’m the only one who will never sell you." He lowered her into the steaming water, the heat a sharp shock to her chilled system. He knelt by the tub, his shirtsleeves rolled up to reveal the scars on his forearms reminders of the wars he’d fought to get to this room. He took a silk sponge and began to wash the grit of the sea from her shoulders, his touch understanding and terrifyingly tender.

"I might as well make it worth it." As the van sped toward Prato, I watched the city lights blur. Rachelle thought I was a sacrifice. She thought she was alone in this war. She didn't realize that in these final days of our "marriage," I wasn't just her husband. I was the man who was going to burn the world down just to make sure she was the only one standing in the ashes. "Drive faster," I growled. "My wife has a factory to take over, and I'd hate for her to be late."