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“We lived our life, son. What about you? What have you decided about your marriage? I never interfere in your matter, but I still find Myr—” Abram cut in Noah, “I’m not leaving Myra. We decided to work on the marriage.” “Really?!” Abram was surprised to see a smile on his father's otherwise exhausted face. Since he needed someone to hear him, Abram told his father how he met his estranged wife in the office, excluding the passionate night they spent in his apartment. He didn’t find it in himself to tell his father the truth. Earlier, he thought of letting his father know what Ruby did and why he left Myra and the place to move to the U.S, but after one look at his father, he felt it was bett

"You're pregnant? Wait…are you actually scavenging through trash with my child? Oh, my god! How skinny she is! What kind of mom are you, anyway? He rattled on and on in front of me, but it took a solid moment for the reality to sink in. It was Killian, my ex-husband, the man I had divorced five years ago. He kept harping on, "Why is she so scrawny? Sierra, how could you be such a failure of a mother?" I just brushed him off, yet he wouldn’t stop gabbing, "Why are you even here? Are you just putting on a pathetic show because you knew I was coming to inspect the area?" Clutching my little daughter tightly, I couldn't be bothered to waste my breath on him. The gorgeously dressed woman in desig

My nose, placed on the crooked of her neck, which always smells like strawberry. I furrowed my eyes in disappointment when she shifted her gaze as a man from behind her called her name. I fist my hands when he held her hand. He wore a black tuxedo; he was tall. I felt like ramming his head against the closest wall when he placed a hand over her shoulder. Lydia didn't spare me another glance as they walked away, leaving me standing alone in the parking lot. I placed my hand on my chest and squeezed it lightly. I know this was unreasonable, becoming possessive of an ex-wife. I tried to steady my breath and calm myself before taking the first step inside.

Hi, readers. I apologize regarding my work as it didn't go as how everyone wanted. Not all story is meant to have an happy ending. Regardless to some errors here and there in my chapters, I still hope it was worth the read. please note, The Ex-Husband Returns; A Second Chance At love. Wasn't meant to satisfy the readers idea of how to enjoy a romantic life. Though mitt was meant to inform that some people lives take turns like this in a miraculous way. My work was plainly in fiction.

It was full of fluffy towels and sheets, and I rummaged through them a bit. “What are you doing?” “Looking for skeletons.” I glanced at him over my shoulder. “Just in case there are a few more hanging around I should know about.” I almost felt guilty at the sadness that filled his eyes. Almost. “What? Did you think I wasn’t mad at you anymore? I am. I’m still fuming. A string of promises and soft words followed by a cozy home tour isn’t going to change that.” He shut the door and took a deep breath. “There are no more, Gina. My ex wife was my one and only, very ugly skeleton. If there’s anything you want to know, you can ask. I’m an open book now.”

Hello dearies, As you all know, My Ex-Husband Wants Me Back After Two Years Of Divorce, has officially come to an end🎉 As the book comes to an end, I want to take this opportunity to express my heartfelt gratitude. Thank you to everyone who supported the story by offering gems, leaving sweet reviews, and comments. The book wouldn't be where it is without your support. 🫶🫶❤️ I understand that some of you may not be happy with the ending or with the way the story turned out, and for that, I sincerely apologize.

Hi Readers, Author here. Thanks for checking out 'My Ex-husband Pet Project', my new billionaire romance novel. I'm beyond thrilled to be back after a 2-year hiatus! Before you dive in, I want to mention a few things: 1. This novel is purely fictional. Any political or medical information, illnesses, treatments, and medications depicted are entirely fictional and created for entertainment purposes only. 2. If you enjoy the story, please consider leaving a comment, review, or vote. (And please go easy on me if you have any negative reviews. I'm so sorry in advance )

"Oh! Not now, Elena. I haven't just found the right man for me yet. So, just let me take things slowly." "How do you plan on getting a man when you said no New Kingston man is right for you and yet, you won't leave New Kingston too?" I snapped as I looked at her, grinning from cheek to cheek as she shook her head in disapproval. “Okay, no more about your husband…” “Ex, actually!! He ceased being my husband since the day he sent me out of his pack.” I snapped immediately. “Okay, no more talking about your ex who traces you down and wants you back all of a sudden and also, why I am still a young beautiful, single lady.” She smirked as she got up.

Now, I also had a talk with my editor and we decided on some changes. Originally, Ex-Husband's regret was supposed to be marked as completed, but we decided to wait. Noah’s story will continue in Ex-Husband’s Regret as a side story, but it's also its own separate book, that is, this one, The Billionaire’s Fight for Redemption. You can choose which version of it you want to read but since you've already downloaded this book, there really is no need for you to continue it in Ex-Husband's regret since the content is still the same and I don't want you paying double for the same thing.

"He doesn't want you anymore. I'm back, and he only needs someone beautiful and classy like me, not a 'wifey' type like you." I was stunned, barely hearing her words, but they couldn't erase the painful truth: my husband no longer wanted me. It was all too clear—from the way his ex was in our house, wearing his shirt, and how at ease she seemed in our home. His actions and words made everything painfully obvious. Not to mention what might have happened between them last night while I was away. "Where's the pen?" I finally said, defeated. Judie was stunned. I could tell she hadn't expected me to say that, and honestly, neither had I. There was no taking back my words now, so I took the pen fr