No Longer Yours, Ex Husband の小説・ストーリー

What kind of husband lets his wife walk away? I closed my eyes, trying to block out the ache in my chest. But the silence only made it worse. Later that evening, I dropped onto the couch and grabbed my phone. I needed to get out of my own head, so I mindlessly scrolled through Pictory. That’s when I saw it—the post that made my blood run cold. Isabella. She was smiling, her arm looped through mine in the photo from the gala, leaning into me like we were a couple. The caption read:

But then a message popped. “I regret it everyday. I regret ever getting with Camille, I regret pushing my family aside. I am truly sorry, Diana. I know that nothing I say or do will bring our little Angel back, but I'm trying everyday to be a better man. Today is the last day you'll be my wife. I'm sending the divorce papers tomorrow. I've already signed my part. I want you to be safe. That's all that matters to me.” Has Nathan been possessed by a ghost?

"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

But it sounded very serious. "I want you and Natallie to live with me, even if in the future we can't be together, if there really is no choice but for me to face death to look after you two." The answer heard from Groddy made Sehrize's breath return to her entire chest, bringing back her awareness that she could not carry the feeling of being together with her ex-lover.She could lose the world and her breath because of Groddy's words that made her world increasingly full and forgetting the fact that she already has a wife

“Help is staying in your room like a guest or playing tea with Alisa, not taking over my duties. You might as well present a divorce letter for me to sign so you can be the new Mrs Grant. I bet you would like that." “Autumn Grant,” Ethan thundered, and the kitchen went silent. Even Naomi was startled by the anger in his voice. “Why are you yelling my name? Did you just remember that I’m the one with the last name and not her?” Autumn met his cold gaze. “Why? Are you here to tell me that her managing the house is her trying to help as well?” Ethan stared at her in disbelief. This was not the woman he had married for the last five years. She never fought back. Where did this version of her com

Most importantly I want her to make the first move to attack me again then I can stand on that and deal with her. You asked why I want to peak the interest of the Alexander Johnson concerning the kids, point of correction, Alexander Johnson is not my ex-husband, he is still my husband because I was never found and there’s no record of me being alive or dead. He never filled for divorce or separation on account of my disappearance so legally I’m still very much married to him until he says otherwise.

Because he sure is a load of trash! Her professional instincts as a journalist kept her from outright cursing, but her natural news sense pushed her to keep digging. "Ms. Jones, why would your ex-husband go to such lengths?" Elara sat on the couch as the warm yellow glow of the lamp cast soft light on her serene face. "I indeed miscalculated at the time—I shouldn't have stayed in a house under my ex-husband's name. Everything he gave me was nothing more than an illusion. "That was the moment I truly understood—never entrust your future to a man. The only person I can rely on is myself."

“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.”

James drew a deep breath before he replied as tactfully as he could, “Thea, we’re no longer married. I’ve repaid my debt to you. Since we’re no longer husband and wife, let’s stay out of each other’s personal affairs from now on, alright?” “Repaid your debt? Hmph!” Thea stood up and gave her reply. Her words were laced with derision. “Do you know how much pain and suffering I had to go through? I was mocked and ridiculed for ten long years because of you. You’re not even close to squaring out your debts with me!” “What do you want then?” James looked at her indignantly. Thea narrowed her eyes at her ex-husband. “James, you will never get rid of me. Ever.”