Novel & Cerita No Longer Your Ex Husband Novel

Derek said and my heart slammed against my ribs as if I didn't already know. Hearing it from him directly made my chest tighten even more. I had just opened a door I couldn't close for a whole damn year no matter what happened. “Yes, it is,” my voice sounded low as I bobbed my head, avoiding his gaze. It still felt unreal. Just yesterday, I was a divorcee and in less than twenty-four hours, I was already married to my ex-husband's greatest enemy. What would Williams and his family think of me if they found out?

“Thanks, but it’s okay. I’m not really hungry.” “You know, I came by earlier because I wanted to ask you if you’d like to watch this new comedy film showing at the local cinema… Imagine how shocked I was when I came in here and found someone harassing you.” I actually chuckled. “Surprise, surprise. My ex-husband managed to ruin my day again, even though I’m supposed to be miles away from our old home.” “Hey, it was bound to happen, Sophia. But it could be over now. We may never hear from them again.”

I threw over my shoulder, just loud enough for him to hear. “Oh, you’re never letting that go, are you? Plus she kissed me “ “Wasn’t planning to,” I said, picking out my dress for the day. “ Married couple don’t kiss their exes.” Rue leaned his head back on the headboard and sighed. “Business partners also don’t have sex with each other… but here we are.” I glanced at him, smirk tugging at my lips. “Exactly. *Here we are.” And honestly? I had no idea where "here" even was anymore.

Pov: Sloane I sat on the couch in my silk pajamas, staring at the television screen as the late-night news flashed images of police cars outside Adrian's office building. My heart raced with a sudden rush of joy when the anchor announced his arrest for fraud, and I whispered to myself that this was finally the end of his hold on me. Gabriel squeezed my hand tightly, his eyes wide with shock, but inside I thought, at last, I am free from that monster who called himself my husband.

I am not going to let him mock my husband the way he did back in high school, things are way different now. "And I am for 10 years now and we have one amazing baby girl," I said with my head up high, not in a dramatic way though. "He's one lucky dude." He winked at me. I opened up my novel again pretending to read, I can't just concentrate knowing his just seated there. "So trouble in paradise?" I turned on hearing his words. "Excuse me?" "All the times seen you, you have been alone. So where your husband at?" He took a glass of wine from the waitress that's passing by.

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And I suppose it made me feel pathetic since he probably didn’t miss me. I just wished it was possible for me to turn off my thoughts, because they were only filled with him. My husband. Or… ex-husband now? We never actually got a divorce and I knew it was only a matter of time before he would serve me divorce papers. “I don’t know that,” I murmured, looking away from the pretty dress and back to my laptop. “But if Alaric’s going to Clarissa’s opening, that won’t be something for me to get excited about, Nova. She’s his ex-girlfriend. And he’s… single now.” My throat tightened.

It did, his smile was gone and he nodded before rushing out of the room naked. A big smile graced my lips and I didn't think that smile would leave anytime soon, this feeling was so blissful that I didn’t want it to stop. I want to feel more like this—I mean, I think I deserve it. I think I deserved to feel this way after the many troubles I had with my love life and my marriage but everything is going well now and in no time from now I will be Mrs Baldwin again. I would be known as his wife and not his ex or the mother of his child but his wife. I let out another sigh and move on the bed, but realize I haven’t had my bath yet and my stomach and between my thighs feel sticky even after Henry

I’m not, but saying it makes the walls hold a little longer. Prescott leans against the doorframe. “So… what now?” I shrug. “I work. I try not to crumble. I try not to think about the fact that my husband—ex-husband—publicly humiliated me. That he has a child with another woman. That, that woman thinks we should be friends now.” His eyes widen. “Wait, what?” “Yeah,” I sigh. “Long story.” He watches me for a moment. “You want to bury yourself in cases to distract yourself?”

he murmured, then lifted me into his arms effortlessly. I pressed my face into his chest, my tears finally spilling free. When he laid me gently on the bed, he tried to step back but I grabbed his arm. “Please,” I whispered. “Stay.” He wiped my tears gently. “I’m not leaving you alone,” he said. “But you need to tell me the truth, who's that guy?” I swallowed hard. “He’s my ex-husband,” I said without hesitation. And for the first time that night, saying it didn’t hurt as much.