Repulse The Ex Husband Novel Novels & Stories

Their eyes widened when they saw me standing there. Well, good. Let them be shocked. Alex stood immediately, guilt written all over his face. His mother’s expression quickly shifted to her usual fake smile, the one I used to fall for. “Vanessa...” Alex started but I raised my hand to stop him. “I see… So this is what you both do behind closed doors now?” I said coldly, walking into the room. “Planning to chase after the ex-wife you all humiliated just because she has wealth now?”

His body stopped a few steps from mine and I could smell his cologne, feel the heat of his body, and the anger emanating off him. The headache started in the center of my forehead, and spread to the nape of my neck. “I want you to leave, Cade. I wouldn't care if you fucked a dog, but you're my husband. I expect to be respected, and you obviously don't respect me.” I turned and walked around him to my closet. I could feel my skin burning, and it became worse when his fingers closed around my arm, digging into my skin. “I'll go tonight. But we'll have to talk soon,” he said. Then he pushed me away. “Go take a shower, Lys. You reek of sweat.”

**** Author's note Thank you, readers, for taking your time to read this story. There will be grammatical errors because English is not my first language. **** * Married To My Enemy (Book 1) * His Ex-Wife ( Book 2) Please keep in mind that this is the sequence of the book "married to my enemy" for a better understanding, please read married to my enemy first. I wish you a fantastic reading experience!!

“You know what? I am done with you and your tragic heroine era. I sent your credentials to Blacktrone Company. Your interview is in two hours. So get up. Shower. Dress. Move. You are not staying here mourning like the apocalypse happened.” I froze. “You did what?” I yelled, sitting upright. “Yes, I did,” she replied without blinking. “And you are not lying back on that bed again.” “Ivana…” I warned. But she was already halfway out the door. Then she turned back dramatically. “Oh, and remind me never to take you to a club again. I refuse to lose my future husband because you decided to perform heartbroken poetry in front of every eligible man in the building.” The door shut behind her.

"This is my ex-wife and the bastard she slept with!" Leon replied calmly without a single hint of anger or emotion stirring within him. "Oh!" Janice was stunned by this. She heard of Marilyn and Leon's messy divorce, and could not help feeling disgusted at Leon's mistreatment. Even though she was a shy and introverted person, she still could not help feeling angry on Leon's behalf and the expression on her face immediately turned hostile.

Gritting my teeth against the blinding agony, I have my bags packed. Moments ago, my immigration papers had finally been approved. Clutching my luggage, I headed for the door, ready to make my escape to the airport. But the moment I pushed open the door, I came face to face with Vesper Corleone. Seeing my bruises and cuts, Vesper instantly broke down into a sobbing mess. "Are you really leaving? My uncle is already planning the wedding! How did you two suddenly fall apart?" I just shook my head. "I'm done playing house with him. We're finished."

His touch made me jealous, and I snapped at him, "Get your filthy hands off her! She's my wife, not yours anymore! Do you know the sacrifices I have made for her? You don't even love her as much as I do, yet you just wouldn't let us live our lives in peace!” Patrick shot back, “You were the one who first ruined our marriage by sending Rose to drug me, you ruined our lives!” "Shut up! Was I the one who asked you to sell drugs for money because you are too weak to provide for your family? You didn't deserve Susan, so I took you out of the picture and became the man she deserved.” I continued, I continued, “Juliana must have ran her wild mouth about me, right? Was it a crime to love you, Susan?

I leaned in, my voice dropping to a mocking whisper. “Why are you so desperate to protect your ex-wife when you’ve already replaced her with a younger, more… fertile college girl?” He glared at me, but his words were slurred, his anger lacking its usual bite. “Maybe I… realized I fucked up?” “Oh, poor baby,” I mocked, enjoying his discomfort. “Having a sudden attack of conscience, are we? Trying to be a considerate husband now? Too late, my friend.” “If Agatha really knew what kind of trash you were…” he started, his voice thick with drunken anger.

“You brought Celeste back and paraded her in front of our son! So don't you dare come in here and talk to me about moving on.” ​“It’s not the same,” he growled. ​“It’s exactly the same. The only difference is I don’t owe you a single explanation anymore. Now get out.” ​“You're being reckless,” he said, his voice dropping to a dangerous low. “You’re being ridiculous.” ​“And you’re being territorial. You don’t get to play the jealous husband now that you’ve thrown the marriage away.” ​The air between us was thick, charged with ten years of resentment and something else—something jagged and raw. We were inches apart, breathing each other’s air, and for a second, I thought he might actually grab

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