No Longer Your Ex Husband Novel Novels & Stories

What makes this book so special to me is when I remember again what happened three years ago, that after two months of rewriting this book, I decided to separate with my (now ex) husband. It’s been months, and I am happy to end this book with this new status ☺️ Thank you so much for your support, I wouldn’t continue writing if not for the few readers who keep reading this book! I lavvv yaaaaa 🥹

“You’ve given that man three years of your light, Evelyn. Let Paris be the place you remember who you were before him.” Before Khalid. Before the whirlwind romance at the Met Gala, before I’d quietly closed my design studio to become the wife who understood his late nights and global ambitions. Before Natasha returned and I became furniture in my own marriage. I looked across the studio to the small desk where my laptop sat. The manuscript file was open. *The Husband I Once Loved*. The title still made my stomach clench. Khalid had read the first seventy pages last night. The confrontation that followed had been brutal—his hurt, my exhaustion, the way his voice cracked when he asked if I rea

He couldn't even touch her in bed without paying a f*e which made him wonder if he had a wife at home or a hooker. Before they got married, she had told him she wanted to be a housewife and raise their kids, but recently she started hanging out with some hypocritical friends and turned into a woman he just couldn't recognize. Whenever he wanted to discuss with her, she would tell him she was tired. He had turned into a bitter, frustrated man barely two years into his marriage. Now he often recalled how it was with Lily; he had peace of mind back then. He regretted throwing her away because of Miriam, he often found himself dreaming about hugging his ex-wife in a cozy home.

there’s a little bit of annoyance in his voice now, “I…I’m sorry.” I finally say. “It always kinda works for me when I pretend I’m not listening.” “You have a grudge against men or something?” Tell me about it. My ex husband showed up a few days ago on such a big night, professed his undying love for me and suddenly disappeared again. What a big joke men are. “Nah. I just usually don’t have time to date. So I don’t bother getting to know someone new.” Now, I’m over sharing details.

I always arrived home in the evenings so I knew he would be surprised to see me and more surprised to see the test result. I opened the door and my smile dropped. There were two naked bodies on my bed... My brain refused to register that the male was my husband. No... I walked into the room, my knees buckled. “C-cassian." I caught the door knob, so I didn't fall face flat. “Cassian." He plunged his cock into her cunt and pulled away, his cock was erect and dripping with juices from her cunt. His hair was all over the place, his skin was pink and his face, flushed.

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I asked with a cold glare. “You were going to crawl back to your ex-wife, I couldn't let that happen. I had to find a way to keep you by my side, to make you marry me faster—” “Well news flash, Nicole, I Will Never Marry You.” I said word for word and her eyes flashed with sudden realization. “No, no Easton you can't do this to me. You don't even love that woman! You hated her all through your marriage! The only reason you're trying to go back to her is because she has your son!” Nicole yelled and I widened my eyes in shock.

I was back to square one in handling my emotions and feelings. “Mind sharing what you are reading?” My heart jerked hearing my ex-husband’s voice beside me. He was shirtless while looking like a Greek god who walked on earth. He smelled of seawater, and all I wanted was to inhale it deeply until I became drunk. His proximity was not helping me at all. He tried to take a look at the novel I was reading and to make him stop, I closed the book. How did he manage to sneak like that? Easy. You were lost in your thoughts.

“Yes, I know him.” “Yes, he's your husband.” “Ex husband.” There was a short pause. “Okay, so Mr Nathan was supposed to come to my house the other evening. For a family gathering and he's gone silent. I can't call him… There's no way I can reach him and I'm not supposed to be this worried but he's not shown up to work this morning either.” I wished that I could answer her. “I'm sorry, we've broken contact for a long time now. I don't know the whereabouts.”

She was once married. "Whoa!" He exclaimed, his eyes fixed on the paragraph that spoke about her marriage. He couldn't believe his eyes when he saw her ex-husband. He pulled the paper closer to his face, reread the information, and scoffed in disbelief. "Things are getting more interesting. Who would have thought the man she claimed was her stalker was her ex-husband?" He spurted out, smiling with his eyes.