No Longer Yours, Ex Husband Novels & Stories

"No more hiding. We're going public. You're my wife. Leo's the Harding heir. Let's see who even tries us now." I smiled and nodded. Finally—it was over.

“I forgot how daft you are. These are freaking divorce papers. I have placed my signatures already. Sign them and let's put an end to this prison you put me in.” Jennifer was heartbroken. Since when did their marriage become a prison? How could Albert, the only man she has ever loved, bluntly say things like this to her? “A prison?” She queried, her voice slightly shaky. “How can you call our marriage a prison?” He sighed heavily and threw a fiery glare at the little girl by her side. Emily hid behind her mother. Jennifer shielded her properly. “Sign the documents, little cheat,” Stella said and scoffed. “You can't keep clinging to someone who no longer wants you.”

I couldn’‍t hold it in. “What exactly do you want sir?.......You wa⁠nt to know why I’m here huh? My husband, well soon‌ to‌ be ex fuc‌ked‍ my stepsist‍er in our damn b‍ed, gave m‌e‌ divorce papers. After‍ I gave him everything.‍ I held him up when he‍ had nothing, typed his p⁠lans⁠ till my fingers bled, paid all⁠ his bills. And my inheritance….billions of dollar‌s, Dad’s comp‌any, I signed it over because I loved him, I bu⁠ilt his‍ e‌mpire. And now he’s kicki⁠ng me⁠ out by the weekend, laug⁠hing with her, taking every penny from‌ m‌e.”

Let the city take something else from me today. I wanted to scream. Or laugh. Maybe both. He was cutting me off completely. Like I’d been some stain on his pristine empire. Like the Jane he used to wake up beside—tangled in Egyptian sheets, fingers tracing his spine—never existed. I opened the folder again, my fingers stiff and trembling. The words swam, but the meaning was crystal clear: No claim to the penthouse. No claim to the vehicles. No access to the art collection. Frozen accounts. No spousal support.

“You must be delighted.” I frowned. “What do you mean?” “Don’t act so surprised. You took my wife from me and destroyed my whole life,” he said bitterly I nearly rubbed my eyes in frustration, forcing myself to stay calm. “I’m not going to argue with you about my wife right now,” I said firmly. “Mina isn’t your wife anymore. You divorced her. You’re now married to Rita, who is in the hospital right now, having your son. Your son. So why don’t you focus on the things you do have and stop thinking about things that aren’t yours anymore?”

"You should know who your ex-husband is." "Ex... ex-husband?" He picks a brown envelope I hadn't noticed from the table and throws it at me. "I've signed my part. I'm not longer your husband, and neither am I Junior's father. It would be best if you changed his name from mine. He cannot be Liam Chadwick Junior when he's not even my son." "Baby, please don't do this ..." I hugged his leg even tighter but he kicked me away from him, staggering to his feet.

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.”

Hello 👋, my lovelies. I hope everyone is doing great. I am very sorry for not updating for over a month now. I hope you will all forgive me. A lot had happened. Before asking my editor to help me change the status of You Belong to Me, Ex-wife from complete to ongoing, I already had two books signed on the app. But I knew I could handle updating three books, my editor even asked me if I could handle it, and I told her yes.

she informed, switching the topic. “You mean my soon to be ex-husband? Why does he behave like he cares so much about me now? I want him to sign the divorce papers I'll be sending to him soonest. I'm really fed up with all of this ill treatment from him, his mum and that bitch of a girl who calls herself Andrea. Of course she has succeeded in ruining my marriage.” “Seriously, Nathan did not do well, especially toward you… Alicia, honestly you didn't deserve all of that. I'm glad you aren’t anywhere close to him anymore.”

“Oh, don’t flatter yourself. If your mother hadn’t called me, I wouldn’t be anywhere near you.” He hums, pretending to think, and then he says with a sarcastic tone, “Such a good little wife.” I glare at him. “Ex-wife.” “Not yet.” His voice is smug, and I hate the way it sends a shiver down my spine. “We still have time before the paperwork is finalized.” “Not in any way that matters,” I snap. “Now, just give me the damn documents so I can leave.” Alex sighs dramatically. “You used to be much more pleasant. What happened?”