No Longer Yours, Ex Husband Novels & Stories

“No, it’s true… Really! I’m sure you’ve managed to get yourself a very good-looking husband. Let me guess, a CEO?” He was kidding, but hitting close to home made me frown as I remembered Elijah. “Good-looking, yes. CEO, yes. But husband? Not anymore.” “Oh.” His expression changed immediately. “I’m sorry to hear that.” “You know, it's been a rough few months,” I began tentatively, twiddling my thumbs in my lap. “I'm actually going through a divorce, and my family... they keep asking for money from my ex-husband, which just complicates things even more.”

Cassian on the other hand looked disgusted. “I wish I was there, I would have killed you before the cops arrived." Matthew said. “I did not do it, Matthew." “Sorry you're saying my mum is lying. Are you saying that she tied herself up???" “She called me there. Please believe me, My freedom rests in your hands." He laughed and Cassian pulled out a file. “What is this?." “The divorce papers. Now sign it or I'll make your life more miserable than it already is. I can't be married to a disgusting criminal."

Shaking my head, I banish those thoughts and focus on Gabe. “That’s not all,” he began. “Seriously?” I watch as he struggles to form the words. He then runs his hands down his face before speaking. “She’s also my ex-wife.” “Come again” There was no fucking way I heard him right. “I said that she’s my ex-wife,” he repeated, this time in a lower tone. I can’t count the number of times he has managed to shock me today. I must have hit my head somewhere, because there is no fucking way Gabriel had once been married.

“Check your social. Even after your divorce, they haven't forgotten to stab you in the back. They're saying you stole something and you have to return it by tomorrow. You can either do it or they'll report you to the police, and it'll be your fault if they do. The internet is blowing up!” Wait, what the hell is she saying. I snatch the iPad from her, my heart racing. I can see that #Xander XX's ex-wife was indeed trending. Oh. My. God. How can that even be? And worst of all, his company's official statement accused me of stealing valuable jewelry after the divorce.

I don’t want to lose my baby again. “Mrs White, please recognize one thing, Alessandro and I are divorced, and I surely didn’t take any money from him.” I turned to face my ex-husband. “I hope you can clear this to your girlfriend and your family well so that they don’t appear in my work or around me anywhere with this shit anymore.” Alessandro’s eyes lit up with darkness as his face turned gloomy. I know it is embarrassing to have this conversation before lots of people. But I never started it anyway.

“I just want to say hi. And please be prepared, because very soon I’ll claim you and my children again. I admit, I chose gold over a diamond like you, Lia. But just tell your husband, tell him your ex is back. Tell him in a way he’ll understand, like this: DEAR HUSBAND, MY EX IS BACK.” Her trembling fingers almost dropped the phone. Her world tilted for a second, and she almost forgot how to breathe. No. No, this couldn’t be happening.

“Because last time I checked…” I stood up. “…we were divorced.” The word hung in the air. “Four years, Tristan,” I added, my voice rising now. “ It has been four years.” His hands clenched slightly at his sides. “You’re my ex-husband,” I continued. “Not my husband.” There was silence. “You regretted it? Didn't you?” I scoffed. “Good for you. His eyes darkened. “But that doesn’t give you any right over me,” I said, my voice firm now. “Not anymore.”

“I recently got out of a divorce. Actually, I’m still getting out of it. Not the papers, but the presence of my husband, if you know what I mean.” Henrique nodded. He didn’t say anything, just waited. “I thought when we signed the papers, that would be the end. But...” I sighed. “Ace isn’t exactly willing to let me be free as I imagined. In fact, he’s been more present than when we were married. A bouquet of flowers arrived at my door today. Can you believe it?” Henrique slowly set the spoon down on the saucer. “That’s harassment, Luna.”

He confesses and my confidence comes rushing back in tenfolds. A smile paints my lips and I bite them. “ What if that's exactly what I want now? You see, I need to forget things, why don't you make me forget?” I suggest, battling my eyes at him. I can't believe myself. What happened to the reserved woman I always was? I have the answer though. That woman died the day her husband divorced her and to add salt to her wounds, took her sister as his mate. “ Fuck Flora, why make me loose it?” He asks and the next thing I know, my lips are covered by his in a rather demanding kiss.

He inquired, and I shook my head, with my eyes still glued on the iPad. He snorted and continued. “Looks like your ex-husband has been making deposits.” My fist clenched in a fit of rage. “What?” “I guess he must really think you’re broke and living on the streets. He can’t let go, can he?” Nathan laughed dryly as I scrolled through the iPad with a heavy sigh. I scoffed. “Not my problem. Just transfer all of it back to him.”