Pursuing My Ex Wife Isn't Easy Mga Nobela at Kwento

Without batting an eye, no tears still dripping, I jumped into my car and drove off. A few minutes later, I arrived at Mrs. Ivy’s office. She knew me since I was little and of course, it didn’t take much time for me to feel comfortable around her. She had been a very nice person. “Hazel, you don’t look happy. What’s wrong?” She muttered, her voice soft. “I want to divorce my husband Mrs Ivy. Please help me out.” I said and her two brows raised. “You’re married to the most amazing, successful, and most handsome businessman in California. Why do you want to leave him?” She muttered and I scoffed.

"The day I started this marriage, I thought I would control my emotions, but from the moment I read that article and saw those pictures, I couldn't concentrate on anything. Heart I'm very uncomfortable and sore. Even I constantly look at my phone screen, I wait for people's messages, calls. It's ridiculous...." "When the heart is fluttered, how can you escape those feelings. Let alone your husband, he is so perfect that many women aspire to have it. But Jennifer, or you just keep going. should have a frank talk with him, to see what those pictures are like. Jennifer shook her head and sighed. "You don't understand. This relationship is too complicated…" "Jennifer, look me in the eye, listen

He said and I hit the desk. “You don’t have to remind me okay, there is no way I am giving up the search on Gina, she is my wife.” I raised my voice at him. “Wow, I can see someone is having second thoughts and you are also filled with regrets, come on dude, she is no more your wife, she is your ex-wife okay, what if she has met someone way better than you do you think she will come back to you.” I thought about what he just said to me but no way, Gina would never be in another man’s arms.

How the tide changes. I didn't want anything to do with them except their daughter and my kids. “They wouldn't even let me see my kids, so trying to use that is out” “ That is why we have to play dirty, dig up his dirt, Ariana seems to be with him on this. We have to work together and do that fast because with each moment that passes, we lose the chance to get her back”

"Hmm, still have that power over her," I heard Peter saying and I could tell from his voice he was smiling at the other end of the call. "Well, we love each other," I said. "Something happened last night and I have reported it to the police. The outcome of the police investigation would determine the fate of my marriage. I know Mr Smith would temper with the results somehow to make my wife divorce me. I need your help. With my current identity it is difficult to call on my men without having to disclose who I am," I informed him.

He maintained his composure, with a posture that's impossible to ignore as my eyes followed him to the drawer nearby, collecting the paper and the paper went flying to my side. The papers went flying, slowly it dropped down, kissing my feet. For some time, I only stare at the papers, taking my time to calm my nerves before breaking down as usual. The reality sank in and I chose to embrace it this time, like always I could just bend and pick them up and promise Kade I'll improve. I could do anything to be his wife, the desperate one whose hope only lies the possibility of giving him an heir. But my hands refused to listen to my emotions, instead of bending down to pick the paper and begging h

“It’s not going to be easy, sir. Your brother tied up every loose end. If we take this to court, we’re going to lose. Worse you could be forced to compensate your ex-wife for disturbing her peace. Legally, she isn’t your wife anymore.” “She’s my wife!” I bark, fury crackling down the line. “Don’t you dare say otherwise! She is mine! Mine alone. Not you, not a fucking court, and not my brother will tell me otherwise.” My voice thunders. “Get the papers ready. She doesn’t get to erase me. She doesn’t get to shut me out. Never.”

I reminded him. “It’s only been two days, man.” “So you have nothing?” He sighed. “I do. I was going to call you anytime soon.” “Tell me what you found.” I walked toward the window overlooking the city while he spoke. “Your ex-wife is very good at keeping things private,” Harvey began. “Most of her personal records are locked down tighter than a government server.” I chuckled. “That doesn’t surprise me.” If she didn’t want something to be found, she made sure not to leave traces and she had gotten used to it since people kept prying into her private life.

I warn him before yanking his hands off mine and leading Meelah away. Are you sisters fighting over a man?” one of the nosy people from the media asked. “Is this a case of your ex having issues with letting you go and then coming back into your life to stir things up after you are married,” another asks while I fish out my phone to call the driver because I am very sure that it will take time to locate him, especially when I have no idea where he parked and I am not about to start dragging Meelah that is already pissed by what happened everywhere.

Dominic POV Aiden burst into my office, his voice filled with urgency. "Boss, we found her!" The moment those words reached my ears, I leaped from my chair, my heart racing with hope and anxiety. It had been a year since my Ex wife vanished without a trace, leaving me in a constant state of worry and regret. I often wished I could rewind time and be the husband I should have been, but now it felt like that chance had slipped away. "How? When?" I demanded, my voice sharper than I intended, as I caught Aiden's gaze. His eyes sparkled with excitement, but there was also a hint of sympathy that made my heart ache.