No Second Chances, Ex-husband Novels & Stories

“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.

"I just want one thing. One chance. A chance for you and me to get one thing right together—aside from our kids. I won’t promise I’ll never piss you off. Honestly? I’m annoying as hell. But I swear, if I do piss you off, it’ll be over some stupid house-related shit—not anything serious." His voice dropped to a softer tone. "And look, I know that if I promise you I’ll be faithful, you won’t believe me. But I promise I will never do anything to make you think otherwise again. I woke up with a second chance. And I intend to use it. Maybe, after all… things aren’t as bad as they seem. Don’t you think?"

My eyes darted between the two men. “I didn’t realize you knew Noona?” I said for no reason at all. “I don’t,” he stated, his eyes never wavering from Chance. “I work with her husband.” “Oh.” That was unexpected. Chance’s ex-wife strode towards us, her smile fake and eyes full of daggers on me. A teenage boy of about sixteen walked along with her, steadying her every so often. God, she was drunk again. “Well, well. Look who we have here.” Chance’s ex-wife’s tone was full of venom.

He gets out of my way without wasting a second. Before going in I said “I advise you to be honest with her and tell her everything if she finds out from some other source it is not going to end well for the both of you and trust me you do not want that” I said honestly I know how much betrayal hurts particularly when it comes from the person you hold close to your heart. I pushed the door open and saw my soon-to-be ex-husband n*ked with Chanel moaning underneath him. I think I am going to need to clean my eyes with bleach after watching this. They still have not noticed me. They are so lost in each other.

Hi, readers. I apologize regarding my work as it didn't go as how everyone wanted. Not all story is meant to have an happy ending. Regardless to some errors here and there in my chapters, I still hope it was worth the read. please note, The Ex-Husband Returns; A Second Chance At love. Wasn't meant to satisfy the readers idea of how to enjoy a romantic life. Though mitt was meant to inform that some people lives take turns like this in a miraculous way. My work was plainly in fiction.

"Married to a phenomenon, my friend. Howard chuckled, drawing Charlotte closer. "Lucky doesn't cut it. She's my heart." Reporters swarmed like eager sparks, mics extended. "Mrs. Carter, thoughts on the concert's record-breaking success?" Charlotte shone under the lights, poised. "Overwhelming joy. Tonight honors the fighters—Howard and I gave because we've witnessed miracles firsthand." Howard stood tall beside her, pride blazing as cameras flashed. "My wife's passion made this real. Beautiful inside and out, changing the world. I'm the fortune's fool in love with her."

She picked it up and walked away before I could even explain myself. Her calls are more important than me and she doesn't fail to brush me like I'm nothing to her. My head nods in deflect acceptance with my knuckles squeezed tightly resisting the urge and the anger to hit something. My dear loving wife doesn't even give me an audience. Our marriage is in shambles. At the point of both anger and humiliation bestowed upon me by my wife. My phone rang. The light lightened up my screen, the caller Mr James Turner. Probably it's time not to ignore him anymore, it's time to do the things I love instead of chasing shadows.

"Yes," I said finally, my voice strong and commanding. "Gideon Grayson is my ex-husband. Emphasis on ex." I leaned forward by just a little, my eyes sharp as needles. "And that's all he'll ever be. A mistake I left behind, just like the old me."

The studio finally returned to silence. I awkwardly apologized to everyone. "Sorry for startling you all." Kyle scoffed. "It looks like your ex-husband isn't much of a man. He's unfaithful, and he's got violent tendencies." "I guess my taste in men wasn't great back then." I had a fiancé who dumped me for money and Samuel, who treated me like a breeding mule. Kyle tilted his head. "And what about now?" I looked at him, confused.

The game turned against me. I sensed his presence near me. I could hear his heavy breathing. "Charlotte, please don't do this. The fate has given us another chance to start afresh. Not for yourself but for our son, give our marriage a second chance." He said, his words were a mixture of hope, regret and desperation. "A second chance?" I chuckled humorlessly, "You sound funny when you try to beg, Mr. Blackwood. Please don't trouble yourself because you're in another big mess." I said bitterly.