No Longer Your Ex Husband Novel の小説・ストーリー

This child was entirely mine. My mind drifted toward the Apex Urban Prize. I had barely three days left for the final submission. I could not afford to waste my energy on their family drama; I needed to survive this night so I could get out of this bed and build a world that belonged solely to us. Exhaustion finally won, pulling me into a deep, dreamless sleep. --- A gentle tapping on my shoulder woke me. "Ma'am," the nurse whispered, her face pale under the dim lighting. "Your husband has been outside since you fell asleep and has refused to leave. He says he needs to see you."

Otherwise, who would bother their marriage? Eloise smiled again. “Sir, I understand your concern.” Her voice softened just slightly, and looked directly in his eyes. “I'm in love with my husband.” "Sometimes moments don't need to arrive publicly. Besides, I'm sure my ex-husband's deeds have been very public recently.” "So, it wouldn't be surprising if I found my solace somewhere else, right?” While Eloise kept talking, her hands kept moving without her noticing. She was still a bit nervous. After all, their marriage was still a contract one.

“Here, I got us some water. Are you hungry?” “Thanks for the water. I think Anne has some food we can reheat later. Right now, I need to tell you a few things.” He takes his suit coat off and unbutton cuffs and collar. “I see. It can wait if you want to eat now,” he offers. “No. I need to tell you everything.” I take a deep breath. “Jayden Brennan is my ex-husband. We divorced just before I moved and started up my marketing business.” “I see. Well, that explains the daggered stares he sends when he thinks I’m not looking.”

The man's steps were really in a hurry, he didn't care about the gazes of the people who had just learned about the incident in the wedding room. Groddy even covered his ears with whispers full of insults to himself, if really had a daughter without marriage.It was like he was racing his favorite horse in the stable to match his opponent.The reality is, Groddy will only meet his ex-lover who has been missing for years.It's like finding a needle in a spool of broken thread, like walking back to a palace that is much bigger than where he currently lives. The hotel door opened roughly, Groddy's eyes saw an adult woman in a black coat hugging a girl with a conversation that Groddy couldn't hear.

The place I was was too far. I let out a breath, staring at my screen when it buzzed again. That same number. I opened it. [While you’re stranded, your husband is with his mistress. He left you on the way to be with her.] Another message followed. Pictures of Sebastian in the same clothes he left me with and the same woman. My jaw tightened, my grip on the phone hardening slightly. “I need to get away from him…” I muttered, the words slipping out before I could stop them.

Unable to stand the humiliation any longer, I get up abruptly and head blindly for the restroom, a sob tearing it's way out of me, but there, I am met with what is the final straw for me that night … or so I think at that moment. I have no way of knowing that the horrible events of the night are far from over yet, but I find this out a few moments later when I get to the restroom. There in the empty restroom, I stumble on my husband, whom I didn’t even realize had left his table, passionately kissing his ex, the same woman he called a business associate.

"Claire, please..." "No, you please! I've had enough of your bull shit, Hunter MacIntyre. Don't try to talk to me again. It's over. It's over between us." Tbc... Hey, my new book 'Ex-wife's marriage revenge' is out on the app. Do check it.

My heart began pounding violently, still, anger kept my mouth moving. I laughed bitterly. “Are you seriously giving me options in my husband’s house?” My eyes dragged over her slowly then I smiled coldly. “Let me ask you something instead. Aren’t you ashamed of yourself?” Brenda’s face hardened instantly. “Excuse me?” “You heard me,” I said sharply. “You should be ashamed. Do you know how pathetic this makes you look?” I stepped closer. “You’re beautiful, rich, polished, and supposedly everything a man could want, yet you still came crawling back to your ex’s house to steal another woman’s marriage.”