Pursuing My Ex Wife Isn't Easy Novels & Stories

My ex-wife. *****

He scoffs and shakes his head, "Mr Chadwick I don't think it's a good idea. Let the professionals handle this...." "Oh, that's what I've been doing all morning and guess what? My wife is yet to be both found or released. You can't teach me how to protect my family," I yell at him. He steps back quickly before he becomes a target for my fury. I'm going to get that money and get my wife back as soon as possible. Even if it means letting that ungrateful bastard called her sister go, I'll do anything. Anything at all.

Instead, he seemed somewhat resigned and disheartened. "But unfortunately, I've failed twice when I confessed my feelings to her. She even considered resigning and leaving me. I didn't intend to make these private matters public, but I was afraid that my voice wouldn't reach her, and her attitude remained unchanged. "So today, I'd like to use this opportunity to have all of you as witnesses." "Go for it, Mr. Johnson!" "Don't be discouraged, Albert! Pursuing your wife isn't supposed to be easy!" "That's right, you can't just marry your wife easily. Keep going!"

Realizing that fear would not help, she clenched her teeth and said, "He's divorced. Don't I have the right to pursue him?" "He's a married man, so of course you can't pursue him. But that's not the most important thing," Isabella spat. "The real problem is that you don't just want to pursue my husband. You have another motive. You'd better tell the truth."

Especially how I treated her during the time we were married. I always talked about wanting to be with a powerful woman who had a mind of her own. Layla had become the woman I always dreamt about. I was disappointed when I tried reaching out to her but couldn’t get any access to her. I even asked my private investigator to find a way to reach out to her business team, but they didn’t even give him any chance. After my numerous unsuccessful attempts to reach her, my life became miserable. Even after all those years, I couldn’t stop thinking about her.

"Every associate, every business deal, every bank account. And I want you to dig into his wife's life. Evelyn. I want to know everything about her. Her family, her friends, her every move. Find his weakness. I'll make him bleed." Meanwhile, Evelyn was slowly, painstakingly recovering. Her strength was returning, her leg was healing, and the nightmares were less frequent. But with her physical recovery came a renewed sense of purpose, a yearning to reclaim the life she had left behind. Her first thoughts went to the company, her own business, a legacy now in limbo. She was worried about the team she had left behind, the clients she had abandoned.

A baby would be the only thing that would save my marriage. Yesterday, Cassian made it very clear that if I didn't give him an heir, I would be thrown out of the house. I love my husband so much, he was my highschool sweetheart and it was a dream come true when his father arranged a marriage between us, I couldn't lose him. My fingers were cold and my teeth clamped over my fingernail, I cut it and pulled. I hated nail-biting, but I was too nervous I couldn't help it.

She had been pushed to the edge, yet she stood tall, ready to face the world on her own terms. Alone in her struggle, Stacy found solace in the thought of rebuilding her life. She would prove that her worth extended far beyond the confines of a failed marriage. With each passing moment, she became resolute in her determination to rediscover her strength and embrace the woman she had always been, independent and capable.

“Don't say such things, my love. The marriage was over before it even started.” “No, Craig. I don't want to be called a homewrecker. Go to your wife. I don't deserve you.” Craig shook his head, kissing her, “I understand you had to obey your father's wish in studying abroad and it's not your fault. I am not letting you slip away from me this time, Emily Lawson, soon to be Emily Gibson…” He pressed his lips against her cheek, kissing her passionately while a moan escaped her mouth. “Mmm.. but..but..”