No Second Chances, Ex-husband Novels & Stories

“But I’m not just any man, am I? I’m your husband and you’re my wife. I can do whatever I want to you.” What did he say? This idiot, I’ll show him that I’m no longer under his control. I take a step forward so I’m standing in his personal space and give him a fake sweet smile. “That’s where you’re wrong. I am no longer your wife, Ex-husband.” A shadow crosses his face, his eyes narrowing slightly as if he’s trying to gauge whether I’m lying. “Ex-husband?”

The car got to Alpha Alex's company and one of the guards quickly got down to open the car door for him. He was about to get down when he turned his cold gaze on me and I felt my heart thumping in my chest. "Anastasia," he began, his voice chillingly calm, "Let's get one thing straight. This marriage is nothing but a business transaction. I do not love you, and I never will. Don't even think about developing any emotional attachments to me because you are not my type of woman." His words cut through me like a knife. I felt humiliated, but I managed to keep my composure.

"You are wrong there, soldier. You don't remind me of my husband; you remind me of you. Yes, Mark was my husband, and yes, I loved him. But he is dead, and you are alive; I must move on. It is sad what happened to you both, but you are here, and I am here, and for once can the goddamn secrets and lies stop between us." "Does this mean you are not mad at me?" "Disappointed but not mad. I mean, the chances of you two know each other was strong. Hell, if I never told you about my ex-husband's story, then you would have told me." "That is the first time I hear you say that." "Say what?" "Ex husband, you never say, ex." "Well maybe one day I would like to call you my husband. So what do you say?

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?

Like we were some kind of close, devoted couple. The kind where the guy pulls you into his arms when you’re upset and immediately tells you to leave anyone who makes you cry. The setup practically screamed romance novel cliché. Unfortunately for the universe, I’m not that kind of idiot. Especially not after I’d just watched Sebastian betray me with my own two eyes. At this point, I’m basically vaccinated against the whole a man suddenly falls hopelessly in love storyline. And besides—this is Julian we’re talking about. A man I’ve slept with exactly twice.

I’m doomed! I showered and dressed, then descended the stairwell to find Mary setting the table for breakfast. I took a seat to have breakfast. Camille and Liam were absent from the breakfast table. Then I noticed my ex-wife making her way down the stairs. Why is this woman still in this place? What didn’t she get right this time? I’m not marrying her, NEVER, not in this life ever again, not even the next life, and 7 more lives to come. When I’m frustrated, she’s the only person I can fuck. With Camille’s threats, I don’t think that will happen again. Let her stay, though. Then I noticed my wife and son descending the stairwell.

I snaked my fingers into my silky hair,and released a pant. "This..."I swallowed a mouthful of saliva down my throat. "...is twenty - first century,dad. I won't have you, absolutely won't have you choose my husband for me when I'm not even ready at that!" I uttered grumpily,with a finality tone before I continued walking. "Uh,she's all these talks now. You just wait. If you fall for him tonight,you definitely owe me one million thousand dollars!" I could feel his sneer from the end of the phone.

“Will told me Rowan had been cheating on me since the day he came to The Den to pick me up.” "That son of a bitch!” Lina angrily spat. "That's not the worse part Lina. The part of the revelation that got me is the fact that the girl he was cheating on me with was Irene, his damn ex,” Page said as though she was still trying to settle with her new reality, the discovery of her husband's mistress being his ex. “What the…” Lina trailed off, exasperated.

she said, her voice cracking with emotion. I felt a twinge of guilt and sadness. I didn’t want to hurt her, but I had to be honest. “Ginny, I appreciate your honesty, but I have to be honest with you too. I’m happy with my decision to marry Princess Golder, and I’ve moved on from our past,” I said, my voice gentle but firm. I could see tears beginning to fall down her cheeks, and I felt a pang of regret. “Moved on? Just like that?” she asked, her voice shaking with emotion.

When I did, I laughed. “You aren’t serious?” I spat at him. “I’ve already told you, I have no intentions of getting back together with you. Now that I’m away from you, I’ve realized what a joke our marriage really was. I’ve moved on, Logan. I’ve started my own business. I have new friends. A new life. And if I remember correctly, you have a new wife.” I turned to Mr. Samson. “This is my ex-husband, in case you haven’t already gathered that. And he’s currently married to my half-sister.”