No Second Chances, Ex-husband Novels & Stories

Our gazes were glued for a while before she looked away again, then back at me. “Firstly…” She cleared her throat. “My business is mine. Secondly, as my ex-husband, I would appreciate it if we don't meet in the future, and I’m sure you would love that too.” She informed me and turned around to leave. In a second, I was grabbing onto her arm, my heart hammering against my chest. “What do you mean? I don't remember signing the document.” My voice trembled. “Then do just that, Mr. Wolfe!” She screamed. Her neck veins were standing. “My life is so much better without you, and I will be damned to let you back into it.”

He remembered his spouse, who was still in his beloved uncle's mansion. “Abby, I am trying not to fall in love with you, but why does it feel so cold when you are gone in this apartment? I wish we had met earlier, before our parents made an arranged marriage." Massimo sat up on the bed and looked outside. In a dark sky without stars, a man who has not been able to move on from his ex-lover seems to see the face of a hairy woman who seems to be grinning at him. The only son of the couple, Joseph Martin Alonso and Maria Sylvanie Althea, could only shake his head. “Abby, I must apologize to you. Sorry if I have annoyed you. If I could turn back the time, I would not want to marry you."

But now, with Mark's constant interference, she needed to know if Ethan was truly committed to her. Ethan hesitated for a moment before finally opening up. He told her about his previous marriage, which had ended in betrayal and heartbreak. His ex-wife had cheated on him with his best friend, and he had been devastated. He had thrown himself into his work, building his business empire from the ground up, but he had never been able to fully trust anyone again. Lily listened intently, feeling a sense of empathy for Ethan's pain. She knew what it was like to be betrayed by someone you loved.

“When I married my husband, Oliver Quinn, the CEO of Quinn's Innovations, I was labeled the lucky wife, the golden retriever, and so much more. Everyone assumed I was treated like a queen, with people at my beck and call, making me the envy of countless women who wondered why Oliver chose me. But in reality, he didn't have much of a choice. His fiancée had just cheated on him and married another man, and his ailing father wanted him to avoid wallowing in sadness while the company struggled. So, he made a proposal to his longtime friend—my father. My father agreed because his business was on the brink of bankruptcy, and a wealthy son-in-law could save him. I quickly accepted the marriage, thi

My phone lay abandoned on the couch, the screen still lit up with the same cursed headline I’d already read at least a dozen times. CHEATING WIFE EXPOSED: THE PROMISCUOUS LIFESTYLE OF BILLIONAIRE'S EX-WIFE. My grip tightened around the device as I scrolled further. "Sources close to the marriage confirm that Mrs. Lockwood engaged in multiple extramarital affairs…" "Damian Reeves allegedly maintained a long-standing secret relationship with her…" "Mr. Lockwood, devastated but dignified, chose silence...until now." A hollow, incredulous laugh tore from my throat. Dignified?

“I just didn’t want to let this opportunity slip.” She watched the man drain his glass and return the cup to the table. Major General William Robinson was her ex-husband. They were married for twenty years until she decided that it was time for her to explore. Though William had been the one who filed for divorce. She did nothing to rekindle the ‘flame’ they once shared. She signed and left, happy that she was ‘free’ as she had put it years back. She smiled at the man sitting in front of her.

I would always be the other woman. I take in a lot of courage and finally let out a sigh before I can release the pain in my heart, "I am my husband's second chance mate," I tell Vida who sits back and stares at me in shock. I'm certain she doesn't even know what this means. Still… "Before I met with my husband, he and his first mate originally separated due to reason. The moon goddess, our mother, gave him a second chance which is a rare sight." "Oh really," Vida asks with sparkles in her eyes.

“Don’t let me see you get this close to another man again. Otherwise, you know what I’ll do.” He leaned closer to her, and his low voice rang beside her ear. “And don’t let me know if anything happens between you and them.” She bit her lower lip so hard that she tasted blood, and she could barely keep herself calm. She looked at him and said, “You already have a wife and a son, but now you are making such a request to your ex-wife, who was once pregnant with your child but was forced to jump from the penthouse and had a miscarriage. Don’t you think you are too despicable?”

But now… Without a moment's hesitation, I turned off my phone, pulled out the SIM card, and tossed it into a nearby trash can. Using the Wi-Fi at a convenience store, I booked the earliest train ticket back to my hometown. As I completed the payment, I received a notification that Christopher had started a voice call on a chat app. I accidentally pressed “accept.” His irritated voice rang out: [Where the hell did you disappear to? Aren’t you coming back? [Nathan’s been asking for pancakes, and you didn’t even bother to get him any. He’s practically starving. [You dare to develop a temper tantrum now? You demand a divorce and then ignore my message. I think—” His voice cut off abruptly as I h

“Tyler is ten times better than you. He never used me. He never hurt me. Don’t you dare talk about him.” His hand returned to my waist. “I can be better. Just give me another chance...” I stared at him. Really stared. He was begging. Tristan. Alpha Tristan. My ex-husband. The man who wouldn’t bend for anyone, now trying to bend for me. But it was too late. “You had your chance,” I whispered. “You ruined it. There’s no second chance for you. Stop trailing me or I’ll inform the police about you.” "They'll do nothing to me," he said in an angry tone.