Novel & Cerita Pursuing My Ex Wife Isn't Easy

Even her parents and best friends have no clue where she is. I know this because I had them followed and had their houses bugged, waiting for the day my missing ex wife will reach out, but as the years flew by with no contact from her I gave up, and tried to move on with my life. Which hadn't been easy because I couldn't forget my kid. "There you go again, losing yourself inside your head," Lily frowned at me again. Her annoyed tone pulling me out of my thoughts. "I am sorry," I apologised against her nipple, my voice vibrating against the swollen bud, making the woman underneath me to gasp.

He won without a fight but I am going to charge for custody again and this time, I am prepared. A heavy sigh left her mouth, originating from the bottom of her heart. The heaviness was weighing her down. "The past two years of my life have been years of self redemption and image building. I have literally never worked so hard before in my life. "All I wanted was to acclaim so many properties in my name and capital as well. Just about enough to get my son back. Lately, my ex husband seems to be losing funds and assets, his new wife is ruining him.

A woman walks up to our table. "Drinks?" she asks. "Coke," he says and looks at me. "Water please." The woman walks away without another word. "I met my wife at a truck stop. She was waitressing. It's a rough life." His wife. Another sense of calm comes over me. "Your wife doesn't travel with you?" "She did for years. We have grandkids now and she takes care of two of them during the week while our daughter works. Her good-for-nothing ex-husband left her right after the second baby was born. I should have kicked his ass when I had a chance."

"That means I have the grace period of two weeks to get the hell out of this place." "How do you plan on accomplishing that? Have you made any progress with your ex-wife?" Catherine couldn't help but question. He shook his head in response. "Not yet, but I will soon. Norman's still trying to gather some Intel about her for me. The only way I can get to her is by manipulating her, and I seriously hope that Norman's claims aren't true facts as that would spoil everything." He said. "Why is that?" Catherine asked.

I might not be able to love another with the same love that I had with him. *****RAVEN****** For ten months, I’ve been searching for her. I also spoke with immigration, hired investigators, and others. I waste money and time just to find her. And every time, newly printed divorce papers would be delivered either to my office or home. For years, I managed to plot everything to have her back. I won’t lose her again.

She was an independent woman now. Controlling her anger has become impossible these days. She was sure he suspected that she was just pretending to be another woman. Knowing her ex-husband was the CEO, she would have given up on this partnership if it wasn't one of her dreams. But she knew it would take her to places she had been dreaming of. Ellodie wouldn't let Simon make her give up on her dreams. This was just business. Nothing more. The ringing sound of her phone jerked her out of her reverie. With Sydney sleeping on her bed, she quickly grabbed the phone to pick up so Sydney wouldn't wake up from the loud sound.

“Like what? Tell me exactly what it is that worries you and I’ll address it.” “Well, your ex-wife, Felicity. She seems difficult. Which is evidenced by the fact that she kept your child from you for almost 2 years. When I met her, she didn’t hide that she doesn’t like me. I don’t want to have to deal with any baby mama drama. I’ve seen how that unfolds in other people’s lives, and it really isn’t anything that I want to deal with.”

She asked after answering the call. My sister was doing pretty well and running her own club in New York City. She was the one person who knew how to get things done and did her job very well. "Can we talk? I really need a favor. You know that I wouldn't have called you if it wasn't between life and death." She groaned before she came back to the line with a much quieter background. I sighed when she said nothing. "It's Elijah. His ex-wife is back, and I'm afraid that she might try to get back with him and ruin everything that I've achieved with Elijah all these years."

I had her ex-family invited to the wedding, only for that bastard Milo to try hitting her. My fingers clenched into fists at the memory. If not for the laid-down rules of the Mafia Consortium, I’d have spilled his blood. Another post popped up that someone had tagged me in on TikTok. The media was clearly obsessed with my wife. I had been too at a certain point. She intrigued me in a way no female ever has. It felt like she gave all she had, but there was still a piece of her she held back and hid from the world, and it drove me crazy trying to find out what it could be.

“Doesn’t matter. I need to find Alicia. She’s still my wife, and I can’t just… let her slip away. Maybe it’s time to involve someone else. The police. Or a welfare check. Something subtle to make Emily talk, or at least to trace her movements.” He paused, rubbing his temple, then muttered quietly, almost to himself, “Andrea left here two days ago… my childhood lover. She stormed out angry because I didn’t… I didn't allow her to spend, didn’t give her my credit card, what she thought she deserved.” He scoffed. “Alicia isn’t Andrea. She’s still my wife. She can’t walk away the same way.” Mark frowned. “Sir?” Nathan turned sharply, eyes narrowing. “I know the risk. But I can’t wait. Every day s