Novel & Cerita Reclaiming My Ex Wife

she informed, switching the topic. “You mean my soon to be ex-husband? Why does he behave like he cares so much about me now? I want him to sign the divorce papers I'll be sending to him soonest. I'm really fed up with all of this ill treatment from him, his mum and that bitch of a girl who calls herself Andrea. Of course she has succeeded in ruining my marriage.” “Seriously, Nathan did not do well, especially toward you… Alicia, honestly you didn't deserve all of that. I'm glad you aren’t anywhere close to him anymore.”

I took a deep breath before explaining to him "Carol, I'm really sorry for this, but I have to be honest with you. I only wanted to use you to rebound. You see, I have been seeing my ex-husband a lot and I wanted something to help me forget him so I thought hooking up with you could make me get my head in place." I said hastily. My cheeks heated with shame Carol's lopsided grin only grew wider, he leaned forward, resting his elbows on the dining table "So why didn't you use me?" His eyes crinkled at the corners

I bury my face in my palm. Fuck… I kidnapped someone else’s wife. What have I done? What will I do now?

“Oh, don’t flatter yourself. If your mother hadn’t called me, I wouldn’t be anywhere near you.” He hums, pretending to think, and then he says with a sarcastic tone, “Such a good little wife.” I glare at him. “Ex-wife.” “Not yet.” His voice is smug, and I hate the way it sends a shiver down my spine. “We still have time before the paperwork is finalized.” “Not in any way that matters,” I snap. “Now, just give me the damn documents so I can leave.” Alex sighs dramatically. “You used to be much more pleasant. What happened?”

Hilary glanced at the rest of them and said sternly, “Now, get back to work. Focus on what you’re being paid to do.” With that, he walked away, leaving the employees scrambling to appear busy. Yet, even as they returned to their tasks, whispers still lingered between them. One of the male employees smirked and turned to the woman who had asked the question. “Well, I guess that means you don’t have a chance anymore. Looks like the president and his ex-wife are getting back together.” The woman scoffed, flipping her hair. “So what? She’s just an ex-wife. That doesn’t mean anything.” She then turned to the man with a knowing smirk. “And even if they do get back together, that still doesn’t mean

Elianna furrowed her brow and became a little nervous, "Ms. Redmond, do men like this not get divorced and stay for the New Year?" Sofia said lightly, "What do you know? He was my husband, and this was a matter between us as a couple. Dr. Carrington, I appreciate your concern, but you are an outsider, so it's better not to meddle in other people's affairs." Elianna smirked and said meaningfully, "Women can't be so forgiving about everything. Have you forgotten everything from five years ago? When you were kidnapped, you were pregnant, and your husband heartlessly abandoned you. You were lucky to survive, but if something had happened to you, if you had lost your life or suffered serious harm

“Not only did you cheat on me, but you went and got her pregnant?” His eyes widened. “I didn't! I swear!” He cried out. “It was once! It only happened once!” She relaxed her hands and he let out a small laugh. “So these pictures…” she began scrolling through her phone “...are all from one day?” “Sera. Calm down. How did you get these?” “Oh! Mr. CEO, I am calm” she said as she slowly took off her shoes “but this little marriage we have going on, is over.”

"You should do it." Damien's eyes almost pop out of his sockets. I stretch my hand across the table and squeeze it. "You should do it." I repeat softly. "Are you crazy?" He scoffs. "My ex is literally asking me to walk her down the aisle and watch another man take her. I'm still not over her. She knows that I'm still not over her. And she's just trying to play games with me." "Then play it." I say to his surprise. "Show her that you don't care. That you have moved on. That you have a wife now and you're happily married. That will kill her."

"These days, I'm not me. This woman with no confidence and no sense of worth is not me. I realized my problem was my husband's withdrawal during the three years we were married. But I didn't see it. "I want to go back to being who I was. I wanted to know what I needed to fix to be able to live a normal life again. I married my ex's uncle. That made us see each other more often. I wanted that for revenge, but things were getting messy." I told her about my pain when my husband asked for a divorce, my agony at seeing him walking intimately with my best friend, and everything that happened after the divorce. The woman listened to me patiently, encouraging me to tell it like it was.

You selfish bastard, you sociopath! "You'll never see her again," I warned, he stepped forward. Brewing. "You'll never see her." I repeated, making sure it sunk in. "I swear on my life, you'll never, never set your eyes on her again!" "She is my wife!" "Ex-wife!" I corrected, "You're in a divorce! Your three months probation period are off! This week finalized it. So you no longer have a right to her. She no longer belongs to you and you will never put your hands on her again."